Yeah, I'm alive and well. Still doin' the fiction and art thing. But more for myself, stuff I don't wanna post up. Stuff that actually means something to me. The internet is for fan art and fan fiction and crap that you don't care if it ends up on some obscure corner of the internet. Like that L Word piece I did. A google search slapped that one in my face like 'dude, remember this?'

Update. Because what the hell ever.

Graduated college. Now I have an internship at the local broadcasting place editing videos for the channel that no one watches because it's all the boring crap like commission meetings.

In July I plan to get an actual full time job and start working on a pilot's license. And then when I save up enough I'm packing my shit and heading for Australia.

I wonder...Maybe I should start writing fan fiction again. There's so much crap I want to write about but I don't want to sully my own characters with it. Hellooooo AzuDai. And Slayers. And believe it or not, Facts of Life.

I totally outlined the plot for a Facts of Life fan ficton, y'all.

I know, right? Blair Warner. Blair frickin' Warner, dude. It was gonna be a tribute to all my fellow nearing-mid-twenties peeps. Spandex pants, headbands, Lisa Frank, and Yikes!

Gotta stop drinking so late.