I got a new camera! It's an early Christmas present from my dad, along with a new tripod!
Maybe I'll get around to taking some pictures...

It's a Canon EOS 40D I loves it.

So last Saturday I got my lip pierced. I'd been thinking about it for awhile, and woke up Saturday and decided that would be the day.

I wasn't really all that responsible with it last time. I didn't clean it nearly enough, and messed with it/picked at it (nervous habit a bad one at that) to the point that it got infected. I've grown up a little since then, and I felt like I was at a point in my life that I could properly take care of it. So anyway, I got it in basically the exact same place as last time.

It hurt a lot worse this time, too. Mainly because I wasn't expecting it. It hurt an insane amount right when the needle went in (Nick says I went really pale lol), but the pain sort of died down after that, and only came back quite a bit later when I cleaned it. Since then, it only ever really hurts when I clean it or when I'm eating. Or if I accidently pick at it... which I sometimes catch myself doing if I'm watching TV or a movie and I'm not paying attention (like I said, nervous habit).

What's bad though, is that I think I have a cold. Which means there's going to be a lot more bacteria in my mouth >.< and I'm going to have to be even more diligent about cleaning it. Oh well... maybe it's not a cold, but I've been sneezing and coughing and my nose is running, so yeah. I went to bed kinda early, feeling physically drained even though I'd only been up since 3pm. I couldn't fall asleep cause I had a tickle in the back of my throat that kept making me cough, and then I started sneezing, so I got up. Now like every 10 minutes I sneeze two or three times, and my nose and eyes are burning. Blech, I hate colds. I hardly ever get them; this is probably the third cold I've had since I was little.

Anyway, I've been feeling a lot more inspired lately... but the motivation still isn't there. Like I'll have these ideas of things to draw, but the motivation to actually sit down and draw them is just... somewhere else. *Sigh*

Also thinking about getting a digital SLR for Christmas, but I'm not sure yet. I wouldn't even know where to begin in terms of figuring out which one to get... I don't know much about cameras lol. I've always just used a basic point-and-shoot without too many bells and whistles.

OOOH I'm going to see Nine Inch Nails again on the 3rd of November in Greensboro I can't wait! The last NIN show I went to was amazing, and I wouldn't expect anything less this time around.

I guess that's all.

Wow, I just went through over 400 ish comments... I'm amazed how many comments I STILL get on that Nailbunny picture. Too many.

Phew.
So I'm still alive. In case anyone was wondering/interested/etc.

God I've grown up. I hate looking back on all this stuff in my gallery. I hate it all. But I can't stand to delete it as much as I really want to... I want to erase it all and move on, maybe start posting newer stuff on here. But I can't, with all this clutter... *sigh* I tried to make a new account but... it's not the same. It feels wrong posting there.

Anyway...
Nick and I are still together and very happy. We've had our rough patches, as with all relationships, and yet I find new reasons and ways to love him every single day. We never really had a proper wedding, not sure if we ever will or when. Probably on one of our anniversaries. Anyway, enough mushy stuff.

Never got that surgery. After going through numerous painful/stressful/time consuming procedures, they decided I wasn't qualified. In the long run, I'm glad I didn't have it. I eventually got off pain meds for good.

Now, I'm on barely any medications whatsoever, and my health has plateaued (ew did I spell that right? probably not... whatever)

Went on a few vacations this year. One to England to visit Nick's family. I met his siblings and their kids, and got to visit with his mother some more. And then later, we went to Key West, which I really enjoyed.

I don't feel like going into a lot of details about everything, my life is fairly dull, I still play video games, but I'm sort of taking a little break to try and get back into my artwork, and maybe writing. But it's going slow. *Sigh*

So anyway, I hope that was a good enough update. Now you know I'm still alive.



EDIT: Doing some reorganizing of my gallery. Some deviations may randomly disappear, but you probably won't notice cause they sucked. ^.^

Here's a minor update for anyone still watching my sorryass.

I've got a new account, but I won't be posting it here, because i don't want the two tobe linked together... for privacy purposes. I also went thru and deleted a few older deviations that were a little too personal to be floating around on the internet, especially since DA has started showing up on Google searches If anyone desperately wants to follow my artistic progress, note me and I will tell you my new account name. I haven't posted anything on it yet, as I'm still getting back into my groove since I had about a year long art block.

Nick and I are getting a bigger house. We've been in this town house for about a year now, and we've decided to go for something bigger, more permenent. It's an AMAZING house... the owners are staying in it until June, when their kids get outta school, and then they're moving back to Canada. Finally, we'll have enough room to have company over and not have to squeeze them in the office!

Tomorrow, I'm getting two Abyssinian kittens, born from the same father (whose name is Boy Wonder) as my dearest Stinky. I can't wait! They're gonna be such wonderful bundles of joy! I thought of a few names, but I'm still not sure whether or not I'll use them; I'd like to wait and see what their personalities are like. But I have Nutmeg (Meggie for short) and Lutie (Lutie-loo or Lulu for short).

Things I'm currently obsessing over:

World of Warcraft, again. I stopped playing for awhile but then started up again recently.

Anyway, so that's enough of an update for now, and if you want to keep up with my other account, NOTE ME and I'll send you the link.

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Updates for anyone who reads this anymore.

- Nick and I got married. We got married on June 1st because we were going out of town the next week, and needed the marriage license in case they hassled him at the airport (since his 3 months had run out). It was a temporary wedding; small - my parents and us - had it done at the magistrates office, took 20 minutes tops. I wore a pretty white dress, nothing too extravagant since it was just a small wedding, and Nick wore a black button up and black corduroys. I haven't looked at the pictures yet.

Never in my whole life would I have expected to be married at 18. Some may think I'm crazy, in fact someone actually said that to my face, but here's what I have to say to that: Screw them and screw anyone else that has a problem with it. I'm in love and not afraid to admit it.

He takes care of me. We take care of each other.

- Boston. The took a trip up to Boston for four days to have some tests done. The doctors who might do my surgery said that the tests I had done here were "inconclusive" and they needed to do them themselves. So I had several tests done, one of which was... extremely uncomfortable, and they decided to put me on MORE antibiotics, even though we told them a million times that I've built up a resistence to them. They said that it's just something they have to try before moving on to more drastic measures, aka surgery. Of course that is not what I wanted to hear, because I've been ready to have the surgery for months. I've been suffering. I haven't been going out at all. And it's not just that I'm lazy and want to sit on my computer all day (although that's part of it), it's that I rarely feel good enough to go out. I don't have the motivation or the energy. Plus I've lost loads of weight, and the surgery is supposed to help my absorption, which will help me gain weight again... I have to force myself to get out of bed, I have to force myself to eat anymore, I have to force myself to go out. I ended up sobbing my eyes out in front of the doctors, saying that I'm sick of trying all these meds that don't work and that I can't live like this any longer. They still didn't budge, despite how pathetic it was.

They sent us home with some prescriptions. The first med didn't work, made me feel AWFUL. The one I'm on now is one I've already been on, that has basically stopped working as effectively as it should. There are two more, and after we've tried those, and decided they don't work, they'll discuss the surgery again.

*Sigh*

- I'm completely and totally addicted and obsessed with World of Warcraft. It's Nick's fault, I swear. He never realized how much I'd like it. I'm going to die this week while I'm at the beach; they only have dial-up and I highly doubt it will run on dial-up. *CRY* fortunately Nick and I went to the store today and got a couple of games that don't require internet, one specifically for me (Dreamfall) to play at the beach (when I'm not being scorched to death by the sun). Dreamfall is pretty good, but I haven't played much of it yet, because I wanted to get some more WoW in before we leave.

- Art. There hasn't been any. No art whatsoever. I've lost all of my inspiration. Occasionally I get random ideas but when I try to draw them they just... die. Nick thinks it's because I'm not quite so depressed/lonely and that I was most inspired when I was feeling really down. Which is true to an extent. It's been highly disappointing, but at least I have something to take it's place (WoW ). I suppose I'll try to do some at the beach though, esp. since my dad just got me a new Wacom Tablet (intuos3). It's all new and shiny and I <3 it.


I can't think of anything else worthy of discussion. Oh, I'm gonna start looking into getting a new kitty, since I'm letting my mom keep Stinky (she's become waaaay too attached for me to take him from her). I dunno what kind yet. Might get one from a shelter, might get another Abby.

Hope everyone had a nice 4th of July.

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