*casually checks date of last journal update*

"January 12, 2011"

Oh I guess that's not that bad, at least it was some time this year--

"January 2011"

Wait a minute.

"2011"

Holy crap.

Hi, who am I.  I got an email from myself that I wrote five years ago and sent using one of those email time capsule services, so that was written when I was like... fifteen, sixteen years old.  And there was a part of it that was all "WOWOW I HOPE I STILL USE DEVIANTART AND STUFF IT'S SO FUUUNNNN."  And I'm like, sorry for being a disappointment, Past Me.  I don't even recognize this journal interface.  Pretty ridic.

I dunno, I still submit art like... every once in a blue moon, I guess.  I haven't really really drawn anything in ages.  I've got the worst art block and it makes me so sad.  I remember just before starting college how I was suddenly this maelstrom of inspiration and ambition and everything had a background and all the shading was experimental and all the lineart was painstakingly blended into the forms and now I'm like... whoo drawing a picture or something, how about cel-shading that's pretty quick and easy, let's just floodfill the lineart no one will mind, how about a generic white glow for a background aww yiss.

I really want to return to using this site more faithfully but I don't even know how to do it.  I'm always getting messages that make me really happy from people I love and from veritable strangers too but I never answer any of them because reasons???  I don't know.  There are times when the things I'm doing feel really rewarding and there are times when I'm just like... what's wrong with me.  I wish I could recapture some of the brazenness I had in middle and high school.  I don't know how going away to college where I'm more independent and in control of my own decisions made me so much more reticent.

I finished Tales of Graces F recently.  It had its moments but overall I thought it was pretty average.  Kept wanting to stop partway through and play Abyss.

TL;DR: 'Sup.