...but like...all I've been doodling and writing has been fanart and fanfic...ness. And I'm too afraid to post it anywhere because err'one gonna think Nikki's a rabid fangirl. It's nothing sexual or dirty or anything in the least, really. Just...crappy doodles and cute fanfiction. Most of it is fancharacters just based around specific worlds. It ( Read more... )

So, like...I haven't gone shopping - like, going to a mall and actually SHOPPING - for a couple years now, I think. And today my family has been comprised of the nicest people on the planet ( Read more... )

So I recently started going on iScribble again. And, like...I found a group of people to hang with that share the same affinity for an anonymous fandom that I like. (It's probably not that hard to figure out durhur. :B) Well anyway, I really thought "hey, cool people to art with and make new friends out of! Hurrah ( Read more... )

I need to get off my ass and actually work on something. I have a million ideas for comics, but I never follow through with any of them. I need to commit, goddamn it. I need to stop writing shitty fanfic stuff and stop drawing crappy doodles and actually make something for once. If only to prove to myself that I can ( Read more... )

I'm always like...super shy about talking to anyone. Ever. Even online. I think I have the irrational fear that I'm a boring S.O.B. who's just weird and uninteresting to be around. Like...sometimes I think I even creep Mark out with half the shit I think about. It's nothing violent or unsafe or anything, just...fuckin' weird. But maybe that's just ( Read more... )

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You shove me under the bus when I say that I'd love to hang out with you.
You talk about things that you know that I have no knowledge in.
You stroke your own ego over stupid shit.
Do you really need to get drunk nearly every time you talk to me? Does that make me more fucking bearable to you ( Read more... )

Oh, menstrual cycle. You never cease to astound me.

For some of us ladyfolk, it's just another regular, monthly occurrence. Or maybe a minor inconvenience. Then there are women like me, for which the impending horror of a period is a week of nightmarish terror from which there is no escape.Usually my menstrual cycles are easy to predict. They're ( Read more... )

There are people like the ones who go to art school and get rules crammed into their heads in the span of four or five years. Then there are people like me: we tend to learn things over time ( Read more... )

Thanks to you guys from my last entry. I was just going through a bout where I wasn't feeling too great about myself. I think it's been all this crappy weather. I'm really looking forward to being able to get the fuck out of the apartment and enjoy the warmth, when it comes. Maybe tomorrow I'll take a stroll to the park and plop my butt on a bench ( Read more... )