So the parents decided that we were going clamming this weekend. That's fine, I like clamming usually. It's a two- to three-hour drive down from Anchorage to Kenai, where we stay, and another half hour to forty minutes to Ninilchik from there, and we get to spend most of a day on the beach digging in the mud.
BUT... they decided that we needed to have "a nice, leisurely drive" down to Kenai. That meant basically a whole day--we left at about 10:30 and didn't get here until something like 19:00. All day stuck in a car with the family. Overprotective mother, workaholic father who is otherwise his wife's bitch, maddening three-year-old brother who demands my attention constantly... bleah. Phosphor was there too, but he spent most of the time reading. We stopped everyplace anyone could think of, and looked at rest stop crap and I had to chase the kid (nickname Flying Potato).
So I now am at my uncle and aunt's house. I have some internet access here, but it's sporadic. I'm expected to spend most of the time visiting and still chasing the Flying Potato.


Emotionally I am way better than I was when I last posted here. I'm easier than I should be to push into thinking I suck, but I'm not defaulting to that.

I have acquired a tablet and some freeware digital drawing software (that'd be GIMP), so I should soon have digital (crappy) art for you all, as well as the promised real-media OC drawings. But after I get back from Kenai, because I am a dumbass and forgot my laptop charger, so I only have so long to draw on Stenella.

~Jag