A quick hello and some cookies

Hello again!  See I told you guys that it wouldn't take me half a year to write another post.  Did I maybe think I was lying when I said that? Who knows? No one. No one knows. No one can prove anything.

It's been a different kind of crazy than our normally scheduled programming these past couple of weeks.  Mainly because I started school and most of you know, either from practice or theory, that this drains a person.  And it's also a little weird being back in a studying environment after so long.  I love home-schooling more than I can possibly say, but I have kind of missed the outside structure. Watch me regret those words.  Watch me.

So yeah, there's all this running around trying to find my classes and my books. Trying not have a panic attack on the first day of class and all that. And through all of this, there hasn't been a lot of time to get much done in the way of finished artwork and writing.

So until I get another chance to sit down and write something entertaining:

Shhhh, let's pretend it didn't happ- too late.

It's fairly safe to say that a lot has been happening since the last time I posted.  Which was in freaking November.  November, guys, November.  Do you know how long ago that was? It was so long ago that we've almost done a full lap and a brand new, shiny November is only three freaking months away.

Unacceptable.

It's not like I forgot that I had this thing where I would write words and draw things and generally try to entertain whoever stumbled upon my ramblings (Hi, mom).  It's just that for a while there I had zero time, then I had zero energy, and then zero motivation to even get out of bed. (March and April were some fun, entirely dandy months let me just tell you.)  For a little bit I considered just deleting this whole thing because I never had time for any sort of continued updating and it felt like it had become a chore rather than my own little practice story time that I had originally intended it for.

But ultimately, I've missed writing and drawing it too much.  There's something very therapeutic in drawing you and your family as little cartoon people.  I have little understanding as to why, just that it is and I highly recommend it.  That and these people around me can be so amazingly ridiculous that it just seems like a complete waste to not write about. What kind of sister would I be if I didn't inform the general public that my sister has taken to whacking her foot with a book? Or that my brothers are in what I can only assume is some sort of weird, standoff over a stuffed platypus and we keep finding said platypus in the refrigerator? (Different refrigerators even. I really don't understand the platypus, you guys. Have I also hidden him? Of course I have, I'm a child.  But participation does not necessarily equal any kind of understanding for your weird, albeit entertaining, custody-battle-thing.)

And let me just tell you about how wonderful a thing it is to have something else to write that isn't another dang re-write of a comic chapter that I have been working on for like a year. Procrastination is a beautiful thing. Come on, say it with me now.

I'm also starting my first semester of college in a couple of weeks. (After a couple of years figuring out what the f#$@ I would even want to spend that kind of money on.)  So while I've managed to actually not completely lose my head with anxiety, (I'm not sure if you can appropriately understand how much of an actual, freaking miracle this is.) I figured that I should get back into the habit of writing posts again so that I have some form of stress release when life inevitably becomes a great, big panic party.

I'm also under no delusions that I will probably have no energy to do any sort of stellar blog posts.  So if you even hear from me in the next couple of months I would like to go ahead and warn you that I'll probably have stopped caring about quality at that point.  I've been told (repeatedly) that I will be sick of writing by the time this is through. Oh God...this is never going to be through.

For now though, I have a few more weeks and I'm still excited about it.  I'm really, so incredibly ready to leave this almost-past year in the dust.

It's been very...interesting.  A lot of development, too much stress, and probably more ice cream than was needed.  Due to a couple of unfortunately-timed events, I needed to quit my job in January.  Am I sad that I no longer have to deal with the unfortunate sides of the service industry for right now? No.

But I miss the other parts so much that it isn't completely out of the question that at some point in the next couple of years, I'll probably return.  It depends on how much school is kicking me in the sides.

On top of that, there was house-sitting, wedding planning for my sister (Never again.  Never. Again.), my (fantastic, perfectly lovely) mom getting surgery right after (full recovery, I'm ecstatic to add), my (wonderfully intelligent, previously mentioned) older sister getting ready to go to France for seven freaking months, and so many more things that, had I the time/energy/adequate level of cares, would have made for several fascinating, if not amusing, posts.

Sometimes there are regrets in life, kids.

Now though, now we're gearing up for Fall (I think we all know by now how Elysha feels about Fall) and I have almost no doubts that the next couple of months are going to be full of just as many post opportunities.  So let's cross our fingers and hope that Brain cooperates with me.  You all know it won't happen, but I can still hope dangit.

Until next time, you lovely people.