To whoever may be reading this...

On second thought, that's a bad idea of addressment. Don't you think? I know I can't acknowledge absolutely everyone, from my real life friends, to internet friends, to people looking for community, to even the occasional google bot. But since I've already mentioned you all... Hello there! How're you doing? Oh, that's really too bad. But hey, the future is just possibility, so whatever happens, just think that whatever you dread or hope for, it hasn't actualized yet.

Now that that's out of the way... well, I realize I haven't posted anything up in a while. Mostly because while I've tried making poems this one school project I have is weighing me down (though it'll be fun, I mean it's going to take a lot of commitment of my time). That and I am evaluating my ideas more, so... well, it's spared you all from at least three poems I suddenly realized were not really going anywhere [must remember to cleanse gallery of the like as well. I mean, where's the efficiency in something that is based around a single pondering and nothing more?~].

But I do have some things I plan to do. Started drawing something inspired by something of :AxMxK: 's ... what I am speaking about is his "ID" drawing. I'm in a psychology class, and well, I noticed the fact there's a certain category called "Deviant ID"... So I've started drawing what I think the ID of a Deviant (like, a member here I mean) would be like... hopefully I won't botch it too much. But it's definently something I will finish... eventually, as opposed to some other drawing I'd start, not know what to do with, scrap, and then try and make some sculpture out of the shards. Hmm... I should do another one of those sometime too...

Regardless. That and keeping an eye out for that "springtime" contest with the deadline May 31st I believe (check my favorited news, I think it's there too)... and it's been nothing by snow and freezing rain. Ah, that's Canadian springtime. A time where no one need walk, but slide to practically anywhere! Smell the car exhaust as the plow shoves yet more pounds of muck and salt across the ever-growing snowbanks! C'est la vie.

But yeah. I am not dead yet, just... focusing on other things.
Thought you ought to know~

-Ryan / Fwipp