Exactly two weeks later and I had a dream you'd called me. We talked for a little bit about nothing and particular, and then you had to go, but everything was fine. I was even totally okay with the fact that this was just a dream, until I realized this was just a dream.
Aw, damnit.
On the brighter side... I got out of bed alright this morning!
I made up my mind to start drawing more. I might even upload something to my deviantart account, maybe! Despite the fact that my scanner is a pain in the a** to use and takes half an hour to boot up. Wow, "boot up" isn't really used anymore, I think that was just 90's slang. I don't know why I threw it in there. Anyways, anyone who knows me will also know how much I used to b***h about my old OS. To summarize: no matter how often I told my computer I loved it, it still fell into computer seizures and would take hours to do the most menial of tasks.
If nothing else, I'd be drawing to get my shittyass stories off the front. (I feel comfortable calling them shittyass stories because secretly I love them unconditionally).
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It's just a place where I keep thoughts or images that I want to be able to find later.
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