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...Before He Breaks!
I'm not sure how much I can handle. I truly believe you are never dealt a hand that you can't make something out of but I'm not sure how long before I have to fold. I'm really on the edge of having another mental breakdown the likes of which hasn't been seen since my capstone.
Last week was supposed to be my spring break...I spent 90% of it at my mom's new house freezing my ass off while she dicked around about wiring it.
Then I had to take my sister prom shopping & deal with a wife who was getting jealous because she wasn't the one getting the pretty stuff.
This week I've been getting up around 6 am & not getting in bed until about 12 am.
I'm working on a project where I don't feel like I'm appreciated because I don't magically have light-up and rolley costumes.
Wednesday, I jacked up my haircut not once but twice, broke my sink, & got chewed out by my instructor for having to leave class 30 minutes early to go to New Albany to get information so my wife wouldn't be turned over to a creditor.
Thursday, it took me 1 hour to roll a wig in damn rollers. It didn't take the curl & then I was told not to waste my time because they might not even use it after bitching about how Ariel needed red hair. Jacked up the haircut even more.
Friday, my great uncle passed away.
Today, I have to get my sister ready for prom all the while hiding the damn tattoo that my grandmother doesn't know about. Then I have to rush the hell out of here because my sister's douchebag, homophobic dad wants to come take pictures & I don't want to be harassed about not coming to my step-grandmother's funeral. I also don't feel safe after he said he would punch another transboy for just being himself.
Next week promises to be just as long with pretty much the same schedule and starting fresh on a new mannequin that I can jack up. A funeral which will put me further behind in credit units. More being underappreciated. Have to deal with recycling chemicals, and finally a wedding which I don't have money for a gift.
I really just want to write & draw,
I'm not sure how much I can handle. I truly believe you are never dealt a hand that you can't make something out of but I'm not sure how long before I have to fold. I'm really on the edge of having another mental breakdown the likes of which hasn't been seen since my capstone.
Last week was supposed to be my spring break...I spent 90% of it at my mom's new house freezing my ass off while she dicked around about wiring it.
Then I had to take my sister prom shopping & deal with a wife who was getting jealous because she wasn't the one getting the pretty stuff.
This week I've been getting up around 6 am & not getting in bed until about 12 am.
I'm working on a project where I don't feel like I'm appreciated because I don't magically have light-up and rolley costumes.
Wednesday, I jacked up my haircut not once but twice, broke my sink, & got chewed out by my instructor for having to leave class 30 minutes early to go to New Albany to get information so my wife wouldn't be turned over to a creditor.
Thursday, it took me 1 hour to roll a wig in damn rollers. It didn't take the curl & then I was told not to waste my time because they might not even use it after bitching about how Ariel needed red hair. Jacked up the haircut even more.
Friday, my great uncle passed away.
Today, I have to get my sister ready for prom all the while hiding the damn tattoo that my grandmother doesn't know about. Then I have to rush the hell out of here because my sister's douchebag, homophobic dad wants to come take pictures & I don't want to be harassed about not coming to my step-grandmother's funeral. I also don't feel safe after he said he would punch another transboy for just being himself.
Next week promises to be just as long with pretty much the same schedule and starting fresh on a new mannequin that I can jack up. A funeral which will put me further behind in credit units. More being underappreciated. Have to deal with recycling chemicals, and finally a wedding which I don't have money for a gift.
I really just want to write & draw,
Wow...
Holy crap, I remembered my log in information finally...
It really has been some time since I updated...I haven't died. I swear. Since my last update...
It's been nearly two years since I legally married the love of my life.
I've been on T for nearly the same amount of time. My voice has deepened considerably & I even have some facial hair, along with other changes brought on by the T.
I'm no longer serving. In fact, I was done with serving about three months from that last post. I was hired at Starbucks. I'm currently a barista trainer with things really looking up for me moving into a shift position when one comes open. After some u
Life Updates
Ok guys...lots and lots of updates.
My wife and I are now legally married!!! And have been for over a month. It's nice to finally have that piece of paper that forces everyone to recognize what me, my wife, and our friends have known for almost five years.
I'm still serving but I'm actively trying to be moved around in the company.
We might be moving back to the city where our Alma Mater is, which would totally be awesome!!!
I'm about to start T!!! That means finally being able to pass as a male.
Oh, & apparently I have strep right now.
Anyways, I'll get around to updating my art some day.
Devious Journal Entry
I have need to actually scan in my crap, but between work & trying to fit in as much time with my wife as possible, I haven't been able to. I have so many. Last night I broke through a terrible case of art block & an OC apparently had some things to get off his chest. Anyways, it turned out to be an amazing piece...at least I think so. I haven't looked at since last night.
Other than that, my life has been progressing normally. I must find time within the next couple of months to visit the W so I can visit my wonderful friends.
Sebastian Runs a DnD Campaign
That never ends....
It goes on and on my friends!
Some people started playing and...
Yeah, well you get the picture. I decided that- read Masa decided- that it was high time for Ianis to find a cure for his brother so I devised a plan of an in-game 10 year long campaign of these two fifteen year old boys traipsing through the Orient, befriending lords of provinces in order to to receive a single cherry blossom picked by the lord's hand. This is also a race against time since they entered into an agreement with a "face-stealer"- who is, unknown to them, a tainted spellcaster- that whoever collects the 25 blossoms & the first fallen blos
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Hang in there, sir. Things are rough now but persevere and the calm after the storm will be even sweeter. Feel free to reach out to me on FB and stuff if you need to chat. (PS. Check pinterest for some great, cheap, DIY wedding gifts ^_^ )