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I'm gonna try and not let this turn into a whine-fest, but Jesus christ. I only go 3 days a week but this somehow manages to be more exhausting than highschool, which I attended monday to friday (obvs).
It's probably because at Tafe I'm an adult who is expected to take care of herself and I tend to forget to eat (Unless milkshakes count as food. Do they? They got icecream in 'em.)
It's probably because at Tafe I'm an adult who is expected to take care of herself and I tend to forget to eat (Unless milkshakes count as food. Do they? They got icecream in 'em.)
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Ode to old internet
Oh how I miss you. Okay, so this journal has been a long time coming. I've been on dA a looooong time - even if a good chunk of that time has been spent... Not here. So I've kind of witnessed the net, and as an obvious result, deviantart - shift toward the new web 2.0 layout. Early web 2.0 was rad as hell, with user-driven communities where you found things because you were looking for them, and you built small friend groups based on mutual interests. Also normal people weren't in on fandom stuff as much which was great because normal people are insufferable. But now in this new landscape everything is based on getting as many views and interactions as possible, with algorithms and blahblahblah. Everything's gotta be for VIEWS and CLOUT and MONEYMONEYMONEY. And as a result of that, viewers are getting a little... Dare I say, entitled? Expecting everything to be catered to them. Nuts to that. I'm keeping this page as a dinky little place for me to dump my fanart and doodles, like when
Actual legitimate update journal
I moved house recently.
I finally live by the ocean after for-fucking-EVER One step closer to being an irl mermaid.
My fiancee moved in with me too, which is awesome.
Except I can't do art because my wonderful, beautiful partner keeps hogging the one fucking desk in our room screeeeeeeee.
So.
Being an adult, getting money in order and studying for what will eventually become a job...
And seeing teens on dA get into the same drama as always is. Surreal.
You guys are children.
Go play some jacks or something. Live life.
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