I wasn't on here for like, half a year?
What the hell.
My last journal was from nine months ago when I got out of the hospital hahaha

hoooolyyy shit.
My bad.
I've been on  Xitrix a lot though

Yup, back from the tests.
Everything went okay for the most part, I had the biggest panic attack while they were putting my under anesthetics because well...I have anxiety problems and I'm also a giant pansy haha.
But otherwise things looked okay, they took bits and pieces of me to test and I should get the results in a few weeks
Thank you so much to everyone who wished me well! I really appreciate it so much~

Would any body be interested?
I'm going to go to the hospital tomorrow to get an endoscopy done, and after that I'm going to have some free time and the day after.
Sooooo...I was thinking of taking a few if anyone is interested?

Yeah, just a tad under the weather.
Been to the ER twice this week but you know, what are you gonna do?

While I'm resting and what not I'm hoping to draw up either some YCH stuff or adoptables.
Just general practice
If there's anything you'd like to see, please let me know.
I'm always open to suggestions~
Take care

I have 305 points on DA that I know I'll most likely never use.
I want to get rid of them but I also want something in return

Not much mind you, either a character design (like an adoptable) or a simple commission (again, I know it's not much in terms of points)

If you're interested or know anyone that's interested, let me know please.
Thank you very much, take care~

the awkward moment you go to delete submissions, forget that they show both scraps and gallery pics...
You can take it from there.
Woopsie.

when I got Charlie, my first dog, I was 4 years old.

I’m now 20 and Charlie 16, and unfortunately today we had to put him down.

He was a good boy, he lived a long happy life, and as he passed on he sighed almost in relief. It was his time, but I’ll miss him.

When we first got Charlie at 2 months old, he’d been kept in a kennel so small the other dogs walked on him and as a result he could not walk when he first came home, and his legs were stunted in growth for the rest of his life. But he didn’t have a mean bone in his body.

I’d named him after Charlie B. Barkin from “All Dogs Go to Heaven” and I’m sure now he’s found his place there.

Rest in peace, buddy.

I've always had at least one dog growing up, in fact right now I have 3.
But sadly, soon it will be 2.

My first dog, whom I've had for 16 years will most likely be put down soon. He's a sweet old man and has been a sweet dog all his life.
Due to his age, he's been bed ridden and because of that has developed a sore on his side that needed to be treated with peroxide; which evidently he finds tasty.
To keep him from licking at it I walked 6 cold miles to get him a shirt, I come back sore as hell and of course the shirt doesn't fit him. (He's 12 pounds and I got a medium size shirt. Wtf.)
And now my mother (who has been home all this time, and unlike me can DRIVE) is whining because the shirt doesn't fit.

Sorry, Charlie. I tried buddy.

Yes folks, that's right. $5 comissions. What does that mean?
1 character, lined, colored, shaded. Basic background or transparent.

BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE.

If you commission me, you can get $5 off a commission from the very talented, awesome  Puca-Puca

I highly, HIGHLY recommend checking out his work if you haven't already.

Happy new years guys, and before you stop reading this isn't just another generic new years post haha

With the new years, I've decided to make a new tumblr that's going to be used for more than clicking the little heart icon on posts.

A confessions blog for those who suffer with panic disorder. A mental disorder that I myself suffer from, and that I feel is quiet in the sense of the little exposure it gets. I want this blog right here: http://panictroubles.tumblr.com/
to be a place for those who suffer to submit their own problems, their trials, anything. Or those who have a loved one that is afflicted.

If you have anything to say on the matter, please feel free to drop by it.

Again, link to the blog: http://panictroubles.tumblr.com/

knocked me offline. Doubt anyone has noticed but its always nice to update haha

Today I opened a time capsule I did as a project back in first grade, when I was 6 1/2 years old. I goofed a bit considering I was supposed to open it last year haha.
But, I don't know it was cute.
Inside was a picture of me at the time, and a letter to myself. It talked about my dog, Charlie (who is still alive today. 15 years old.), it had a picture of me, and I was apparently very adamant on one thing:

"I'm going to be an artist. We are going to be an artist."

Little me, I hope you're right.

I don't know if I want a fursona per say, but, having a little animal-monster representation-of-me-character would be sort of silly to mess around with when doodle time comes.

but.


I don't know what to do for it. Suggestions, anything?