In all the insanity over the holidays, working overtime at the office and the fact that procrastination is kind-of my M.O., somehow or other the fact that I've been a member of DeviantArt for 10 years slipped away like a fart in the wind...until, ya know, now....phew.
10 years. Holy shit balls, that's a relatively long time and I really have abso-fucking-lutely NOTHING to show for it! LOL. I accept the little-to-no impact I've made on the creative world because the goal of joining the deviant schebang was never to make a spectacle of myself... However, it seemed to have happened at the most inopportune moments because of my varying tastes and fandoms and the fact that I can be a very opinionated little twat with the Irish temper to boot. We all have our kinks and many of them I've grown out of (much to some of the collective's chagrin) and left all behind in the tumbling sage brush of my creative past.
I often ask myself "Why am I still here and what the hell am I doing with my life?" ....to one who is rife with self doubt and is often overwhelmed by the vastness of a future full of uncertainties... well, it certainly blackens one's mood... but then I'm reminded of all the friends I've made and the others that I've inspired. It's nice to know that sharing one's art isn't about popularity, whether it's about the latest fad or who has how many page hits. All that is bullshit to me and though I can be pretty competitive in some respects but certainly not in regards to my artwork. (at least not anymore). I take pride in the fact that I'm reaching out to people across the world, even if that's just a handful of people, I know for a fact (and I've seen the proof), that there are at least one or two people, maybe more, from every country that has viewed and taken interest in what I do. I've inspired people and that's the greatest gift I could ever ask for.
So... 10 year anniversary.... yeah, just means I'm getting older and that I've matured into a responsible adult woman who is anticipating yet another milestone of her life - that being her 29th birthday on March 1st. I'm not afraid of age. I enjoy it and flaunt it and I most certainly am eager for the day that I turn 30 and get totally hammered (because sometimes drinking with the buds and laughing about life is fun) because then I won't be 20-something anything and for friggin' Primus' sake, that's a goddamn blessing. Lol. I hated being a Teenager and though I've had good years in my twenties, it'll be a relief to leave that decade of life behind as well.
I'm getting older, gathering a bit of dust, despite all the trials and tribulations of life and the challenges ahead, this ornery Scotch-Irish git hasn't lost her love of life and looks forward to however little I can contribute to this humble corner of the art world I exist in.
....now if I could just overcome the excruciating pain I'm in from the dental surgery I had done in the wee hours of this morning, I'd be fine.... After taking several various forms of oral sedation/sleeping pills to keep me limp as a noodle, I went in and had myself a jolly good time in the oral surgeon's chair under intravenous sedation for a Dental Implant, which is a titanium screw that was drilled into my jaw bone to help fill the gaping space in the back of my mouth to replace the broken molar I had yanked a few years ago and now I'm drugged to the nines. ...doesn't seem to be helping me much ... if the bone successfully bonds to the bullet-sized bit of metal in my head, in 10 weeks from now I'll have a brand new tooth made of awesome tacked on and then I can chew on the right side of my mouth properly again and all will be right with the world. 3 painful abscesses and 3 root canals in just the past 12 months were the result of too much chewing on one side of my mouth for so many years... The left side wore out faster since I'm missing an important chewing tooth on the right side.
I'm fucked in terms of my teeth. I've accepted that fact and have been a very responsible lass and am getting my teeth taken care of ... I have to share a funny story though. When I'd thrown my back out a few weeks ago and went to see my primary Doctor, he turned to me after assessing my files and all the dozen or so antibiotics and heavy pain meds in my medical history, etc I've been on, did this
, arched a brow, and asked point blank "WHAT
is your Dentist DOING
TO YOU?!" My boyfriend promptly laughed out loud, the Doc's assistant giggled and I looked...well, meh
. XD I'm a veteran victim of dentistry so I'm used to this response from my Doctors, friends, family, and coworkers.
Everything sir, everything....
I'd take a long time for me to explain everything I've had done to me in the last 15 years.... So when people complain about dental woes and all the pain it brings, TRUST ME, I KNOW, I can relate. On the plus side, my Dentist, his assistants, and the Endodontist who looks and sounds like a cross between Emeril Lagasse and some dude from the Sopranos are all very close friends of mine. They smile and know me by name, mother me and worry about my stress levels and if I'm relaxing enough and genuinely enjoy my company because I'm a good little patient, great conversationalist, and there's always the plus side that my insurance pays them VERY well. LOL.
so yeah, that was long winded and I'm boring the living daylights out of you....
Happy 10 Year Anniversary to me!
hnn....10 seems to be my number this year....
10 years ago I joined Deviant Art.
I know it probably doesn't count but it's worth saying but I also graduated highschool 10-3/4" ago, which'll be 11 years in June.
10 years ago in April at the age of 19 I met my then good friend
who we mutually discovered were soul-mates and committed to a serious relationship 4 years ago and are still happily, madly in love and enjoy sharing are lives together with our two adorable cats, Spitfire and Delenn. Now the love of my life, the ornery bugger, and his folks, particularly his wonderful Mom who I've dubbed "MOM THE AVENGER" because she is awesome, have done nothing but hint at an impending proposal... so yeah, things are looking up and I'm loved and well looked after.
I'm rambling. I bid you good afternoon and good night to those of you on the further reaches of the planet and/or hemisphere.
...maybe I'll feel up to actually finishing that Moon Baby comic page I've been such a cock tease about for so long... yeah... there's this thing that I do like procrastinating and falling off the face of the earth.
Secretly. I'm a ninja.