Why I don't post often this semester.

This is your brain:

This is your brain on stress:

The Twitters!

I'm now on the Twitters!  I don't really know how to use it, but I like getting tweets from people I think are cool!  So if you think I'm cool, you could follow me!  Or you could follow the things I follow!  Or something...

@AllieDerp

Holy! Life is good right now!

Sorry 'bout the long wait, guys.  School started.  And stuff happened.  Lots of stuff.

Stuff #1

Will this change the way I draw on this blog?

Stuff #2

Karate is really hard, guys.  It's one of the most rewarding things I've ever done.  I think I will keep learning more karate forever.

Stuff #3

Yeeeeah... I may have injured myself the same way...

Stuff #4

Suddenly I'm a knowledgeable citizen.
And I need to prove my address so I can get a city library card and read John Green's books.
ALL OF THEM.

I'm going to get a Twitter right now just so I can follow Hank and John Green.

"Cotton Swabs"

Later...

MeandmysisarelikeTHIS

There will be more... I just wanted to get it out there...


MOAR! WARNING, DON'T ACTUALLY DO THIS WHILE DRIVING.

Fonts.

My brother made fun of me for using Comic Sans :(

Maybe if I was this person, I'd care about Helvetica.

In which I do NOT have a hicky, but nobody believes me.

I was having some weird skin problems (see this post)

It was a rash that actually went from my shoulder up onto my neck, but with my work shirt on, you could only see the part on my neck, so it looked like a hicky.

There was no escaping what was about to happen.  And trust me, I tried.

I finally decided that the only reasonable thing to do was just act casual and pretend I didn't even know it was there.  In my brain, I figured that if I acted like it wasn't there, nobody would notice.

THIS DID NOT WORK.

But I pretended that it did.  Because fiercely defending the truth would just make me look guilty...