InsaneJournal

Current mood:	morose
Current music:	Harem - Sarah Brightman

And they wonder why I spend all my time in the basement.
Having another one of those 'feeling like a waste of carbon' nights. No trigger, just. Old friend self-loathing, come for a visit. You know it's time to up your meds when the only reason you can think of for continuing to exist is so you don't stick your parents with your student loans.

I spent a good portion of my afternoon shift drawing Hot Rod with tentacles. No, I don't know why. I'll post it tomorrow assuming my scanner decides to work. You're welcome.

Screw you, real life. I have fandom.