My frekkin gawd. After days of endless- and I do mean endless (it's been, like, an eternity since I've even penciled anything!!)- period of artist block, I finally put this nice-looking girl down on paper, and then upped onta photoshop and went to town. My recent "mastery" of my newfound love, the pen tool, has upped by digital art by thousands of points. If I had a dollar for each point that the pen tool improved my art by, I wouldn't be talking to you peons right now.

Just kidding, you're not peons. In fact, the people who read this journal are simply non-existent! Me and the floorboards, man... Me and the floorboards.

At any rate- turtle died last night, which I made me very sad. I hung out on a forum I frequent and sobbed about it. Not emo-ly, though. Simply taking the event in stride and drawing experience from it and pushing myself to be a better person.

Turtlecide = Mature Epiphany. Go figure.

I'm going to include this girl, Jill, in a comic I'll be writing and hopefully drawing and even more hopefully posting on a website that I will ultimate hopefully be writing and posting on the web- fuck I don't know where I am anymore. Period! There. I'll be posting the comic on my site and it's called Harrison Oso and it's about a kid that loses his childhood by escaping to a dreamworld after his parents, friend and dog are savagely murdered by someone and then when he gets back he decides he needs to grow up- but first revenge, so he kills the guy and in the process the girl he likes (JILL) gets killed and he loses it a lot and starts eating people and then... Yeah, it gets really weird after that. The story runs on for a while after that, just like the previous sentence. It was intentional. Bite me.

I need to finish Pokemon Diamond.