My life is stressful right now. I want to complain, but then I remember I'm not a pretty pretty princess snowflake and I suck it up, because things could be going a lot worse *knockonwood*. I was feeling really sorry for myself for a while, but then I just got really tired of listening to myself cry about things that were out of my control. At least most of the stress in my life is either secretly good for me, or something I'm capable of handling.
I'm trying to move to a new city all on my lonesome, on pretty much less money than it takes to buy a burrito in some places. This is my first time living on my own, and it's going to be.... interesting. Come fall, I'll be a full time student with one job and looking for another. Art has, sadly, proven to be a bit of a dead end in the revenue area, so sadly it's going to have to take a back seat to, you know, living. Not that I'm quitting, I just want to make it clear for the four or five people that actually might wonder why I've stopped posting things, or why the webcomic is going to be very irregularly updated for a while.
I'm upset about this. I'm already antsy because I haven't been able to draw as much. But hopefully things will work out. I'm going apartment hunting again on Thursday, so if you're so inclined, I'd heartily appreciate any well wishes or crossed fingers you could spare my way, because I'm really hoping I can actually get my own place before the semester starts, otherwise everything's going to get 10 times more stressful and pressurized very quickly.
Diving into life. Time to brace myself. Here goes.