I BROKE SASUKE. I guess that's what I get for trying to run Ragnarok and color a picture at the same time. Har har. And now he wants a system disk. No more Ragnarok for me until the fambly wakes up and finds this DISK for me. So in the meantime, I think I'll spend the next two hours fearing I've lost 50 episodes of Hagaren and all those pictures. I loved those pictures.
I'm on my parents' laptop. My father, in his search for lesbian teens, has somehow allowed some asshole search bar to get stuck to the browser on here. "Privacy Software," "MP3 and Movies," "Dating," "Pharmacy," and "Finance." That means "Spyware," "Pirated Stuff and Porn," "Sex and Porn," "Drugs from Canada and Mexico," and "We Want Your Money." Right. You know, you have to click a little YES button to get this shit on your computer. I don't care if the site wouldn't let you in until you said okay. THE PUSSY IS NOT WORTH IT.
Aaaand I'm starting to obsess over Envy. Oh, and by the way, I was coloring pictures at the same time as I was selling blue potions in Ragnarok because I'm having trouble drawing again. The pencil on the paper, the scratching and erasing, it's so UNREWARDING. Why isn't it easier? Where did all the fun go? I'm FLIPPING OUT. I'm, like, afraid I can't draw anymore. (Chances are good it's the wrong time of the month, and I do need some new ideas that I feel like I can actually draw.)
So yeah, I'm in a BAD mood. Horrific. I think I'm going to curl up in my bed with the nearest container of comfort food I can find and try to pretend my pet ninja doesn't hate me.
I'm on my parents' laptop. My father, in his search for lesbian teens, has somehow allowed some asshole search bar to get stuck to the browser on here. "Privacy Software," "MP3 and Movies," "Dating," "Pharmacy," and "Finance." That means "Spyware," "Pirated Stuff and Porn," "Sex and Porn," "Drugs from Canada and Mexico," and "We Want Your Money." Right. You know, you have to click a little YES button to get this shit on your computer. I don't care if the site wouldn't let you in until you said okay. THE PUSSY IS NOT WORTH IT.
Aaaand I'm starting to obsess over Envy. Oh, and by the way, I was coloring pictures at the same time as I was selling blue potions in Ragnarok because I'm having trouble drawing again. The pencil on the paper, the scratching and erasing, it's so UNREWARDING. Why isn't it easier? Where did all the fun go? I'm FLIPPING OUT. I'm, like, afraid I can't draw anymore. (Chances are good it's the wrong time of the month, and I do need some new ideas that I feel like I can actually draw.)
So yeah, I'm in a BAD mood. Horrific. I think I'm going to curl up in my bed with the nearest container of comfort food I can find and try to pretend my pet ninja doesn't hate me.
