Having a little problem with some things... apparently.  Things don't really change, and not as many problems were solved as once thought.  Unfortunate really, I have such a wonderful mind... at least one would like to think that.  The white noises are drowning out all that I once held dear. Damn.  Oh deviantART, it's not you, really, it's just me... I still have other things to take care of before I give you the proper attention you deserve.

In other words, don't expect any art until I have a clean bill of mental health-or a new computer...

By the way, the reason my mood is set to "Content" is, contrary to the seemingly frustrated journal entry I try not to get worked up anymore... And the mood bar won't load on this piece of Sh** computer. Godda** it! Fu**in' piece of dog Sh**! Ah-hem, yep, totally new outlook on things.