Every dork on the front page Artist News section's always out here announcing some dumb fucking bullshit you don't care about. Ain't you tired yet?

Well, here's something new for all you suckers. You wanna guess what I'm announcing in this newspost?

OH SHIT,

NOTHING!

"Nothing? Really, no news?" That's right! "What about A Waste o' Time? What about COOPER BULLET? What about TOON-2-TUNE 2: THE FABULOUS SEQUEL? What about @Anamonator's $15 commission that you keep delaying?"

You can blame three things.

• Man vs. Self: I am lazy as fuck.
• Man vs. Society: My college loves giving me shit to do about shit I no longer care about.
• Man vs. Technology: I dropped Team Fortress 2 in favor of VALORANT and now I'm hopelessly addicted. Yes, I smell.

So guess who found out BA Psychology involved a lot of researching, something I am completely inept in. It may have been a bad thing when I noticed I cared more about a shadow tile in AWoT having a dumb fucking line, over the research proposal I've been tasked to do.

God bless my idiocy and my professors' high standards (that I am unable to fulfill). They keep pressuring those who can't do it to not do it. Well, I can't do it. So I don't want to do it no more. Easy as that. Hopefully the program I'm switching to has more fun stuff because it's actually lined up with my skill set.

Look, I'd love to have all the time I used to back then to make all the stuff I really want to do. There's nothing more I want to do (apart from goof off and play video games) than to just make comics and do art and make music and work on my game, among other shit like semi-partly-kinda-managing Wikigrounds and other weird side quests. Maybe even get back to collabs. I had to pull out of @The-Simoes-One's Dad's Home reanimated collab because I lack the time to reasonably work on my part, even though it's just two seconds max.

It's twelve in the morning as I write this. Around midnight, I run the risk of yapping my ass off writing sob stories nobody wants to hear. There were whole sections for this post about my frustrations regarding being unable to make money off the shit I make, or internet fame (or the lack thereof) or whatever, which I had to cut out because I know I'll regret that shit in the morning. I don't know if you actually want to hear those.

idk how to end this post actually roflmao. It started as a joke post, but then I did want to talk about my inactivity, and now we've come to this weird gradient of funny bit to serious post.

Oh well. Hope life turns out better for me soon I guess! Teehee!