Greetings all! Before I get to the point, I would like to make a monumental announcement.
is awesome. Why?

Right here y'all:
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He drew a fanpic of me and Blueberry bear fighting over a cookie for my birthday! I would scan it so you can see it better, but out of respect for the artist, I shant. If you are wondering what all the hullaballoo is about, the picture is based on this piece right here:

It also came WITH a cookie! OH the humanity! It was tasty. [link]


Anyhoos.
I wanted to ask you guys something, a question I stole from
How do you guys hold a pencil? I think I hold mine a little bit strangely.
Like this: [link]
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But mostly like this: [link]

Guess what?! I have made a new account! Mostly because I absolutely loooathe my username. I made it as a wee child when I didn't understand how to make a good username. So. I'll sloowly but surely be moving over there over time. This gallery will stay up, just because its very important to me, and holds a good deal of memory for me. I mean...I've been here five years! That's a pretty long time! So, watchers. Be sure to hop on over to and watch me.

I AM OLD.

Good day to you my dearest ones. I realized this evening that perhaps my previous journal sounded a bit harsh, which was of course unintended. SO I am making a new one. Because I do love you so.

I am here to warn you that, due to my lack of uploading stuff, and creating new SW comic pages, AND the fact that I'm shirking my seven-page essay, there is a HUGE sketchdump in progress! WATCH OUT. It's coming....and it's gonna GETCHA. And now, to the pivotal point of this entry:

If you remember, some time ago I mentioned a certain professor of mine who has slowly been shortening my fuse week by week...day by day. Carefully chipping away at my patience, knowing that I'm pretty good at following orders. A few days ago...he went too far. He nearly kicked me out of his class forever (which my parents are paying for) just because I happened to not have grey paper. Like, what a jerk right?
Then yesterday he made me redo a complicated piece out of construction paper FOUR times. Count em. FOUR. When the first version was his favorite to begin with.
Then he called me a heartbreaker and told me that my work was disgusting to him.

And so, I was hoping to propose a plan to recruit able men and women to join my army. If you are above the age of six months, and have a strong desire to band together under one radical cause that you barely understand, then this is the perfect opportunity to do so! JOIN THE ARMY, and put an end to the way this man brings me down!

Or...you could just go eat a cookie instead.

Hello dear ones. I have some time before my class to sit down and write a new journal. Which you now have no choice but to read. ^^

Shockingly, I came home last night, tired and a bit grumpy and signed on to find that I had about twelve favorites! Thanks so very much guys. I am grateful for your patronage. Made my soggy-oatmeal sort of day rather a lot better.

However all of the favorites were for one of my stamps. I would like to kindly remind everyone that I DO make art. Which I DO work very hard to make, and which contains all of the inspiration in my very being. I know stamps are cool, but I would be far happier knowing that my actual artwork was being looked at. Even if you hate it, I do make it my purpose in life to bring it to you.

Much love to you all! More stuff coming soon!