So good news is, I have a scanner and webcam availible to me now. This makes me happy because I can show of some of the higher end doodles I've made, I'm actually fairly proud of a few of 'em.

Bad news is I've been in and out of the hospital since I moved back in with my parents.
Week one I had some sort of UTI from hell, like seriously I have never pissed blood before in my life and I was terrified, thank god it was just an infection.
Then the next week I get what I think is some sort of spider bite. It swells up like some sort of fucking grape fruit and I get it lanced.
MOST EXCRUCIATING PAIN OF MY LIFE! Like seriously, They had to hold me down, dope me up, and I still ended up shoving my bandanna and my mouth and screaming sch obscenities that they closed the door shut to keep my hollering out of earshot. I could of made sailor blush.
Later that same week two more spider bites appear. one on the side of my head and another on my lip.
I go back and it turns out I have MRSA. It's some sort of bacterial auto immune disease. Basically I'm fucked. SO now I am stuck in bed covered in open sores for the next week. My play's opening night is in 7 days.
Oh and did I forget to mention? I did buy my Alestorm tickets. It set me back 90 dollars too. Unfortunately this was before the whole MRSA thing. I was contagious, the doctors pit me on quarantine and I couldn't go. All my friends did though. I'm glad I could give Mike and Dave that gift, I'm just depressed I couldn't enjoy it with them. And that I'm out 90 bucks with nothing to show, except the gratitude of a couple of friends.

Shit sucks right now.