The more is snows up here in the godless north, the more I come to discover that I suffer heavily from Seasonal Affective Disorder. This is not something that should be combined with LDRS syndrome (better known as "Long Distance Relationshipping Sucks" syndrome). It messes me up and I end up painting things like this:
...even though I totally meant to do a cartoon blood-thirsty dog that I would have named "Journalism." Somehow I got that nightmarish behemoth instead. (It's also apparently impossible to get a decent picture of it in my horribly dim house.) It actually makes me really, really uncomfortable to have it in my room, but at the same time I can't bear to paint over it. blarg. Sometimes I think my brain takes a vacation from working and crap just happens.
I need to clean my room.
Also, Trimalchio's Dinner is painful as hell to read through, and it is a serious testament to my good-studentry that I haven't given up entirely on it yet. (The key word there is "yet.")
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