Good Morning. Claim The Energy

How do I accurately represent tired in words?

I’ve been working on a lyric comic for a few weeks now because zarla managed to get me interested in a niche fandom and an absolute goblin of an oc from their fanfic. The comic is taking so long because of my accursed homework. I want it to be Dec. 12th already so it can be winter break. >:(

Also, I’ve never spent much time practicing drawing, so some of the time is literally just me searching through their tumblr for a good piece of reference art. I’m so tired, yet determined to finish what I started. It is a pretty good fic too. I’ve been enjoying the dynamic between Scriabin and Edgar.

Oh yeah, I get this feeling. 

Me: I wish there was more fics or fanart for this rarepair! I also wish someone could make some more content for this tag!

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Me: I mean, I could do that myself. Or I could continue lamenting my lack of content and never do the thing. 

Me: Yeah, second option it is!

Also terrible is this feeling.

Me: Oh man, I started this thing as a hobby and and now I am just over halfway done!

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Me: Welp, time to abandon this for the next year or more until the guilt kicks in!

Me: Wait, you mean there are people out there who don’t abandon projects they genuinely enjoyed for no apparent reason? Unrealistic. Blocked. Get 20+ hobbies you give up on in 

Me: Wow... I kinda like this fic. I hope the author comes back and updates it someday.

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Wait. I'm the author.

FML.

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TUMBLR FUCKING ATE THE ASK AGAIN, but heyyy @fandomfriend :D

I think you're talking about this post and uhh, it was more of a mindless doodle and there's nothing very serious behind it but I do have some vague ideas of what animals the other mercs could be!! I always thought Spy would be a snake and Soldier as a racoon, and well, Medic is pretty obvious :)

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So, my hand slipped and sketched that reunion scene from my dream, enjoy!)

And I have no answers! Jk, in short, there was a massive hiatus that ended on oct 25, 2011. Andrew hussie acted like the one page update he posted was the comics conclusion or something. That, plus the sheer length of the hiatus, caused so many fans to be on the homestuck page at one time that the site broke. It was a massive deal as everyone was so excited for the gigapause to be over, but no one could even see the update because the site crashed. This comic is meant to emulate the sheer chaos of it all.

For everyone who wasn't Homestuck on 10/25/11,

Here’s a wonderful and accurate representation of that night.

Well I both feel accomplished, and a lot of pain. I hate moving furniture, but I just put in about 5 hours of work to move the contents of my entire bedroom across the house. My back is very sore. Ow. Can't wait for my chiropractor appointment to hopefully help with this.

Sometimes I forget that I really am pretty weird and my experiences are fairly far afield from “normal.”

This girl who I vaguely knew from the coffee shop showed up one day and said she thought her mom had died that morning and I figured she was probably overreacting so I said I’d go check with her and it turns out her mom HAD died but we honestly weren’t sure when it had happened so I lifted her off the bed and attempted CPR and then ended up having to talk to cops and this poor girl’s family for HOURS as she called her dad and brothers and the cops wanted to know if the mom was on any medications or if she had been depressed and I was like “I have no idea, I had literally never met the lady and I don’t even know the family’s last name, the first ever full conversation I had with the daughter was this morning.” And apparently THAT was super suspicious or something.

So anyway that was a rough day and the next day I go into the coffee shop and the manager (who is basically never in) comes over and says “Debbie says you had a rough day yesterday.” And I was like “uh, yeah. It was pretty weird.” And then he was like “Debbie says that you handled it really well. And that you filled out an application to work here a couple weeks ago.” And I was like “I guess?” And he was like “Okay you can do a training shift today and you’re on your own tomorrow. We don’t normally hire people under 21 and we don’t normally hire regulars so don’t fuck up.” (I was 18)

So I started working at the cash-only coffee shop that was patronized exclusively by the weirdest people in town (who had all slept with each other, had no money, and had the most drama of any group I’ve ever been part of) and was used to launder money made by the owner’s cocaine sales for the local gang.

The first shift I worked alone was the next night and when I called the manager and told him one of the regulars had been chasing people out of the parking lot to sell meth the manager told me to ban him so I was like “Hey dude, manager says you’re banned” and he was like “You’re a fucking cunt and I’m going to wait until you’re alone and I’m gonna fucking kill you” and then he drove around the block about twenty times and screamed “cunt” out the window every time he passed by where I was cleaning the patio.

One of the regulars, who was a nearly-seven-foot-tall hacker and gunsmith who worked graveyard in Hollywood, waited around for me to finish closing and then offered to drive me home because otherwise I’d have to walk three miles alone and there was that whole “circling meth dealer” thing going on. I decided to take a chance on getting a ride from tall, dark, and scary and that paid off pretty well because it’s been fifteen years and I’ve been married to that tall weirdo since 2011.

And that’s how I got my first non-porn job.

Still trying to find my style, but these guys are pretty good.