We made the moon our mirrorball

Ah, so the last week has been fairly awful. I'm not really sick anymore, but I've been coughing so hard that people on the street asked if I was choking. I had a midterm and there was SO MUCH WRITING and I'm a super-slow writer on tests and didn't finish the essay. I'm desperately hoping for a C. ;_;

Then my grandfather had a fall on Thursday. It happened before in April, when he stood up too fast and got dizzy. He's fine now, but this family has been spending way too much time in the emergency room lately.

But then the weekend was awesome! I didn't do too much, but I got to hang out with Dani and have mini-adventures and cupcakes.
And I got my first fanart!!!! Well, not so much 'got' as 'stumbled upon a sketch while browsing tumblr and subsequently confirmed that yes, it was from a story I wrote'. But holy fuck, I never thought that would happen.

I'm also having a hell of a time deciding what to work on next. Lots of drawing to do tonight. So much to do aaaaahh.

The last few weeks have been crazy! I had a falling out with my crazy grandma and went to live with my mom for a little bit, and came back home about a week ago. Everything's alright for now, but it's not the best situation ever.
Friends have been coming and going too, so it's been a fairly busy month. Erin and I are preparing for a Rocky Horror showing on Friday, and I really need a new camera before Comic-Con. Oh, what to do...

I'm sort of preparing for England in the back of my mind. I think this is why I've been watching more British television in the past couple of months than ever before.
So...I guess that means that if, while in England, I decide to work in an office or time-travel or buy a really expensive car or pretend I'm married to get a good flat or have fantastic hair or go into a coma or become an extra or wake up in a spaceship 3 million years in the future, I'll be all set.