A proper entry because I'm in the mood for it.

First entry not containing pictures of any real thoughts other than about myself.
Things are rather decent with me, nothing new to report. Still single and under -achieving as ever, but actually actively taking better care of my body, exercising, almost every day, and mostly content with life, though I have fallen to the darkside and picked up a romance novel, but I got it because the main character's name is Arion which was eerie, given my screen name (and cheesy, but damn good since I was like 12 vampire story) being TheVampireAirion for years until RandomPrefect, and plus he's really a unicorn, so seriously like a bad sci-fi channel movie in book form and without lesbians
Artistically I think I'm doing rather well, leaning heavily towards ceramics as a chosen medium, along with jewelry, but since both those take money to set up outside of school I'm looking into print making/ silk screening, I still adore painting but no one will ever care for my style, no matter how much I develop it, not in the real art world. So just trying to learn everything that I'm interested in and still not working towards a degree. Also I'm finally around people whose abilities I admire and yet they take interest in my work, so nice to finally get some sort of... well respect, even if its small.
Still no driver's license though I can drive just fine I hate it, eventually, probably this summer, I'll get a damn license.
On the relationship side of things I still hate having no emotional support or succor, and miss physical love desperately, but the past few months I've been feeling remarkably content alone, more than ever in my life (I'm weird and romantic and my greatest desire in life has been love, since probably age 7). Just don't know how to, can't seem to, meet anyone, but whatever, so it goes.
Still filling my time with tv/movies, reading more than I was for a while. Finishing With Nails which is fabulous for a movie/actor geek.
Debating whether or not to treck to Chicago in November for a Doctor Who convention, including Paul McGann... leaning heavily towards not going, a) POOR and b) still have this thing where I don't want to meet people I adore, but secretly I want to kid nap them and have a lovely tea party with them.
OH! Riff Trax did Twilight, finally, about 10 minutes into that movie all I could think of was "Riff Trax, now, do it' and then 'Carlisle and Jasper are kind of hot...'. If you don't know Riff Trax, check them out.
Also I got a twitter reply from Michael Sheen about him quoting Withnail & I... geek swoon.
This entry is truly how skitso and point jumpingly odd my brain works at full speed, when not ennuied or melancholied. Get me going at 3 am sometime, it's endlessly pathetic and amusing.
Poirot time, before I keep going on for another five paragraphs of nonsense.