I AM llamaramauk'S HUSBANDO AND SHE IS MY WAIFU.

MORE NEWS AT 11.

It's a fluphenazine molecule.

It hurts like a bitch, but I am so glad I finally got it done.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO YOU GUYS!

I am so happy to finally have finished something. I usually start shit and never finish it, but this I got done.

This was a very personal project for me. I don't know why I did it, but I did. I'm glad it's out there now, for whatever reason.

( 4 pictures under the cut- Carbamazepine, Fluphenazine, Lorazepam, and Trazodone. )

I didn't set out to do a set of things, it just ended up like that.

So, anyway. Here are the sketches for a project I'm working on. I plan on coloring the sketches digitally, if my tablet feels like cooperating. I've only had the damn thing 7 years and it's finally crapping out on me (joking, joking). Looks like I'll be getting a new one.

( sketches under the cut! )

And that's about it.

I'm officially an apprentice now.

Holy shit.

Went back down to the shop today. Ivy wanted to see some samples of realism from me, which had me going AUGH JESUS FUCK I CAN'T DRAW yesterday. I hate realism. Hate.

So anyway. Went down there, and apparently the artists that I met on Saturday liked me. They said I was quiet, which is true. XD I'm very quiet around new people. But they liked me well enough, and Ivy and I sat around and talked for a couple of hours. I was totally not planning on spending that much time in the shop, but I'm bad at just leaving places. Ivy gave me the contract for apprentices which basically says that I'm in charge of cleaning the shop and being everyone's bitch for two years in exchange for me being taught how to tattoo.

So anyway, what all this means is that as soon as I sign the contract and have it notarized and get Ivy my first $1000, I'm the shop's new apprentice. VERY YAY.

I told her that I didn't have any money until I got a job or Christopher sold, and she called a friend of hers and got me a good reference for a big temp agency down here. And I told her I'd have a full-time job and she was cool with me just coming by in the evenings and on Saturdays.

So oddly, it seems like everything is just falling in place.

( Drawins under the cut- a hawk, me, and Delerium. )

And I have had a headache all afternoon. :|

ETA: And my paid account expired. I'll have to renew that on Wednesday. Balls.

Went by the shop again today with Eddie. We had a nice chat with Ivy and she wants to see me back on Monday with some life drawing/realism samples. She said she'd talk it over with the other two folks working there and see what they think about me- they both seemed nice. Eddie really liked the place, so that's definitely a good thing.

In other news, since I'm going to be needing $1,000 really soon- Sakaki on Ebay. He's starting at $800, which is less than two-thirds of what I paid for him. SPREAD IT AROUND.

I really hope that everything falls into place.

So I went out on a mission today! I made copies of my portfolio and went around to some different tattoo studios. The first two were a bust, but the third one looks like it's going to work out for me! Seriously, this place is like if a hippie commune were a tattoo shop. The owner (Ivy) was super nice and gave me the prices for an apprenticeship ($3000) and said she'd be willing to work out payments if I gave her $1000 up front.

So she wants to see me back on Saturday, and she'd like to talk to Eddie, too.

This could work out awesomely.

This is a public confession, of sorts. This is me getting things out there and dealing with them and accepting myself. If you have a problem with it, shove it. I don't care. This is me, and this is part of who I am.

( Cut for extreme TL;DR. This is my whole backstory with schizoaffective disorder. )

TL;DR: I'm crazy and have been forever.

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