I slept through most of the day... yes... I do that. Though why I don't know... wait I do.
Yesterday was Feather's birthday. She's 45. She's like a mother to me. Holding all those definitions of what a mother should be. I'm happy I finally get the chance to find that out.
Anyway, this young man came over. I hibernated. I usually do this when I don't want to meet such people.
Feather was telling him about me and how lovely my talents are. Then asked him how old he was. Silly woman. *shakes head* He said 24, she said it's the same age as me.
Then he went off about people with my name. So far it sounds pretty bad. Let's not get into that. This is why I changed my name so long ago.
So I wake feeling pretty crappy. My body's in some strange pain. Head ache pounding away in there.
77 Devart messages and 3 notes. >__> Only 9 deviations! Most of my messages are always favorites, comments and journals. Mostly comments... 'you're welcome' or 'thank you'.
This one guy pisses me off though. He was once such a nice person, now he's a complete a*****e. He's begged me to watch him back and begs me to comment though when I do he's a complete shithead about it. Why do I watch him? Because although he's a complete a*****e his artwork is nice to look at. I only comment when I favorite and I say it a million times "Do not reply".
>__> Sometimes I want to just slap him. Evil seme urges overcome me when I speak to him.
Anyway today was spent in my room hibernating. I had a lot of chest pains... and I still do. Urgh... pain killers....
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