I haven't written a journal in two damn months! I've been busy, depending on your definition of the word. OHMYGOD i just saw an ant on my desk. But I killed the bastard, so it's fine now.

Rotating between obsessions. Had a wicked Doctor Who kick for about a week, then watched the Tenth Doctor's regeneration, went into a spiraling depression and haven't watched any since. Later I'll pick it up again with the eleventh, but now i'm too traumatized.
Now i'm just being unnecessarily shippy. Hell, I've been shipping people I know in real life. I posted that  last drawing because it was my favourite out of the several drawings I did during classes when I should have been paying attention. I lot of them turned out lousy and the anatomy was really creepily bad. I just wish i was more creative with it. "Oh, they're kissing. They're kissing on a bed. They're kissing diagonally. They're really close to kissing, but not quite." Real, original, self.