Yeah, so, life's not been peachy lately.
You'd think one'd get used to the fact, but sometimes it still upsets me enough I want to shake my fist at the universe and swear for a bit.
What brought the latest fit of bitterness about was the fact I'd just finished a commissioned picture, and itch with the fact I can't really share it anywhere. There was a time when a piece of finished art would be cause for joy and celebration, and these days it just leads to frustration.
Especially given the nature of the image; I know I swore never to touch this fandom again with a long stick, but, well.
Hah.
It wouldn't do to let a commissioner down, would it, even though the finished image was late beyond all reason.
Fucking TPBoD art.
Watch my last semblances of principles crumble, like everything else lately.