Heh, here we are, the first thing I've submitted to FA. Yay. *twirls his finger in the air* I should be happier. I wanted to celebrate this more, but in the end my happy mood has been sacrificed to the Great God of Crap Falling On Me.

I'm...tired. I swear it seems like every time I try to make a friend, or meet someone new or something I end up screwing up their lives, it's happened an awful lot recently. It's hard to keep trying to be social, friendly and outgoing when this keeps happening. I feel...cursed.

I want a day when the people I know aren't mired in utter crap. When I can just hang out with someone without feeling like I'm a burden or too afraid to say or do anything because I'm going to end up making their lives worse, or that my mere presence will cause someone to get sick, or lose their job, or get kicked out of their home.

*shrugs* Then again I should be used to it by now.

Sorry...I felt the need to rant and there was no-one here to talk to...forgive me FA. I'll try not to make a habit of it.

Anyway. Yay. I'm an artist now, sort of. Hopefully soon I'll beable to move towards something more furry. Right now I'm still stuck in the deformed stick figure stage of character drawing.