Bloom reprise

Oh Lord I said I was done with the non-art blah posts, I'M SO SORRY. Nothing's really coming out lately. But wahey, Leo Bloom's lyrics really suit me today, for I am chickenshit.

I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it; that's not me--
I'm a loser, I'm a coward, I'm a chicken, don't you see?

So I think I'm backing out of the card dealio I got into, as well as that character design thing. I can't do it, I know I can't. The 100-prompt thing, I don't know; it's prolonged and without due date, so maybe. I don't know. I doubt it, but I don't know. But the others, I can't do. Not on time, not decently, never well.

Unless something really awesome happens and my penmanship stops sucking so amazingly hard, everything will continue to be a big, fat no. It's absolutely choking me, and I feel kind of foolishly hysterical. This is really retarded and I need to lighten the hell up. I'll do that tomorrow; day off.

This is going to be the last complaining post ever I SWEAR. These are stupid and lame and I'm going to stfu till something good happens. Rargrthbth. I'll close on happy noteage, and that is that I watched the Producers tonight, and it was good.

Nothing more, no more, okay, hi, no, bye.

Ganked from neogrotesque

( Just something really long, but with interesting questions. Nothing more, no worries. )