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-OR- How 2014 is the Worst I thought I would take this opportunity to complain about my life. A warning right now, this is all personal business that probably doesn't need to be on the internet and literally has no bearing on anything related to deviantART. I will certainly understand if such affairs don't interest you in the slightest. Feel free to disregard this journal entirely. It's really just me bitching about things that make me sad/upset/angry/some combination thereof. And with all that taken care of, let's begin: As you may have guessed from the title, I had an operation! On my broken leg. I have a shiny new metal plate screwed i

Guess who was stupid enough to hit the jumps on her first day skiing and broke her leg? If you guessed me, you're right! In my defense, I've been skiing for something like 15 years. In theory, I should know what I'm doing. I have also taken similar falls about ten thousand times before and I've never sustained a single bruise, scrape, or cut, much less a broken anything. It was just wrong place, wrong time, wrong position, wrong everything else. It's a spiral fracture of the fibula, but I didn't so much as bruise my ankle, my knee, or my tibia, so, as breaks go, I'm pretty lucky. It's well supported and I don't even need a hardcore cast, j

Good news, everyone! (#namethatreference) I reapplied to ~SMILE-HQ (https://www.deviantart.com/smile-hq) with Maggie Haldane and got accepted and isn't that just the bee's knees? Do bees have knees? Anyway, I'm under the impression that the group isn't very active, but the point here is that I got my head out of my ass long enough to apologize in an inadvertent and somewhat roundabout way. Sometimes I pretend to be an adult and I actually admit when I've behaved badly. Then I sit down and wait for that pesky inclination to go away. But, in all seriousness (too late), this means I get to be a member of the group and I can write in the SMILE universe. Now I can indulge mysel