This is an update journal of the goings-on in my life. If you don't really give a damn, you don't need to read it because there's nothing special about this journal at all. I even removed the skin.

I have received a new tablet (Wacom Bamboo Pen & Touch) and after two hours of struggling to download it I ended up getting it to work, finally. I can't say it's any better than the one I had originally, but at least it works. I just need to get used to it.

I've been at Nana's house all week for some reason. Not my choice. She bought me chocolate-chip cookie dough ice cream, however. And she gives a damn enough about me to ask me how I am, gives me hugs, makes sure we both have enough to eat, and actually asks me if I'd like to go places with her (and is kind enough to warn me if a location she's headed to is going to be crowded or not, which is a plus because I have a problem with that). I feel safe here.

Yes, the house really was auctioned off for a hundred dollars, back to the bank. As far as I know, mom has yet to receive word on what's going on. Most people say the banks buy houses in order to force people out. Others are saying that because mom's tried to work with them for so long that they bought it back to give us a break. I have no idea what either of them are talking about. The house is a shithole, anyway. Good luck to whomever lives in it next.

I had an emotional breakdown last night. I was shaking, crying, couldn't breath, came to throwing up. On top of my home drama, somebody online decided it'd be a great idea to add to it by being the dick to me that he usually is.

Anyway, yeah. Tablet. I'll be picking up on commissions again as soon as I get used to this new one. Sorry Andi, Jhu.

Also, you people should go read this. [link]