Gypsy told me for the sixth time today to stop following her around with the camera. She must think I'm a lunatic or something, anywho:
Trauma of the day: A bug was crawling up my arm, I thought I was having an itch attack and turned my arm... I screamed, and fell out of my chair. My dad came running in with a kitchen knife and an ice cream spoon. ... Yeah. Trauma!
Anywho, new computer. The old one exploded, the printer does not work to upload any pictures and plus: I haven't drawn anything in QUITE a while due to work, play, and sometimes sleeping.
Mom ran off to Canada to celebrate the birthday of a 95+ year old... they won't let this pe