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Journal Entry: Fri Nov 6, 2009, 6:10 PM

<--Secret Santa!

_{For the purposes of the Secret Santa, I now get to post a minimum of one female character and one male character. However... since the purpose is to give options to folks who are better at one type of thing than another, I think I'll give even more options than that.

The woman:

FEEL FREE TO DRESS HER IN DIFFERENT COLORS. If you'd like to take off the sunglasses, she has perfectly normal gray eyes. ^_^

The guy:

This is a fantasy character--not an elf, but a god-like man with power and a deep connection to plants, and he tends to look a bit plant-like himself.

The little girl:

This is her when she's older, but I'd love to see her as a little girl in a dress--with or without a dragon near her, totally up to you.

The drag queen (man who dresses and acts like a woman):

Feel free to change the design however you like--as long as it's a guy dressing and acting like a woman, you're good. ^^

The dragon:

((It's the little one tugging her hair.))

If you're hoping for a different kind of character than you see here, I have more. Feel free to ask ~Secret-Sandy-Claws to ask me for more options... I have a ton of characters, various body types and personalities, so feel free to ask for something you know you can draw.

Thanks for reading! ^_^}

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_{Ivy: All drawing inspiration died in the middle of sketching this.
Ishy: Thylacide is next in line as soon as inspiration returns and I finish Ivy.
darknessversuslight: Your 4 ladies are in line right after Ishy's Thylacide.
Krysta: Yours could be done tonight or done Lord-knows-when, because that one will definitely be spur-of-the-moment. XD

Life is chaotic. On the upside, I don't have any features left to put in these journals!}

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_{Ishy's Thylacide (anthro form, halfbody or bust, info in Digis PM)
Ivy (anthro, halfbody, sketching)
characters of ~darknessversuslight (info in Note, 4 fullbody females for Gundam fanfic)
Kasha's commission}

_{~Nith47 (for Cassandra in full paladin armor, in combat) *unpaid, need to confirm amount*
~Princu (for Corellia) *paid?*
=DarkVanessa (for assorted late Christmas gifts
--now just Ivy and Kashala. ^^) *paid*
~IridescentInkSpell (for the Butterfly,
Cassandra/Cookie character sheet, and the 7 princesses) *paid*
*saintpepsi (for 11 pieces, mostly Black Mask Age stuff)
8/11 done (Jynx, Rasfta, Rogue, Sarah Gray, Lori, Kidd, Contact Gray, Rockstar Jane),
1/11 WIPs (Unhae),
2/11 unseen (Team Gray, Gray family) *paid*
~Rensing (for Wanderer Ala) *$10-15 on completion*}
[other artists have been targeted; waiting on more money]
_{~blueduality also says I'm commissioning him, but I have no idea what it was for, so he's off the hook if he wants.}

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_{Painting by =anikakinka, CSS by =vsconcepts, assorted journal madness and coding screwups by me.}

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Mood: Daily Needs
Listening to: Playlist
Drinking: water

EVERYTHING update + Larissaroo

Journal Entry: Sat Oct 17, 2009, 7:39 PM

This journal:
_{This journal CSS was done by =vsconcepts, a guy recommended to me by Lenden. Not sure how I like it... but then, I wasn't even sure what I wanted in the first place, having never commissioned a CSS before, so that could just be my general uncertainty bleeding over. It also took a few days to work out the bugs and figure out what the limitations are, and... well, heck, it's just too new! I'll be using this for at least my next several journals, seeing if I can get used to it and like it.

The art used for this journal is Acel [link] by *anikakinka. Acel is not a character, per say, but a personification of my avatar. I often use the name in video games (Golden Sun, Zelda, Pokemon etc.) as the name of my in-game self. This particular rendition of her/me is based on the beginning of zETA (GaiaOnline's zOMG game, beta version), using the new newbie dress-up items first introduced on that server. For the brief day or so I tested the game, this is what my avatar looked like: [link] The only current use of Acel is as my trainer-character on Digis. [link]}

My artistic status:
_{In my footer down there, you'll see a list of characters I have to draw. They make take a while, I'm not sure. The last thing I drew was that trench spike... I was about to draw the Fire Pilots' cat o' nine tails next, and then either the Gravity Pilots' proposed sling/boomerang thing or Corellia's sword, but then Grandma died and... well, more life updates below. The only artistic thing I've done since then was write the Twygirl short [link] on one plane trip and a short about the Rogue on another. [The Rogue short will not be posted, since it's longer and I realized while looking at it later that it's not even decent as a rough draft.]}

Commissions:
_{I am trying very hard NOT to commission anyone right now. I cannot afford it... even though, as you can see from the existence of this CSS, I have a lot of trouble NOT commissioning regularly. >_< I can't afford it!

I'm still taking commissions, though I'll have to ask for something more specific than Kasha's. XD Give me raptors and Naruto clones storming the Last Supper! Give me your character's chain-blade weapon! (these are both real commission prospects) Poor Kasha needs her money even more than I do, and her commission is terribly friendly and thoughtful. T_T I have zero idea what to draw for it.}

Assorted websites:
_{dA: I am what you see. Mostly going through messages and deviations, cutting down on watching and building up watching at the same time... so, really, I'm finding good artists but trying not to increase the daily messages I already get. Most of them seem to be from DarkVanessa, and all things considered, I think I'll just un-watch her completely as soon as she's FINALLY done with my commissions. >_> Other than that, not much new.

Gaia: Barely present. I post relatively regularly in certain main-forum threads, and take care of my PMs, but I haven't walked in a guild in a long time. I want to know what's going on in the rp guild... but if I look, I'm going to cry. I know I've missed a lot (or very little, which would be even worse), and I'll feel horrible about not posting if I see it, feel obliged to post... but you know what? I can't rp. I just... can't.

Digis: Doing dumb things financially, trying to get that raccoon Nibble and red panda Nibble. Again, avoiding my rp obligations and not starting new ones. I can't even play freakin' NN, because I just start crying... >_< It's me, not the game or the math. When I first joined, I played that til I hit the max earnings each day, and rped every day.

DragCave: Yay, dragons! Doing my basic routine of collection and project-breeding, and black alt tickets in hopes of trading for a chicken. No new inspiration for either the dragons or Lorraine [link] , so no new descriptions, stories, etc... Just collecting and waiting on the purple's breed action, for now.

RBC: Lurking and now and then playing through this flash. Not much new, just collecting blood and money... nothing new with Cassandra-Kide's story, either, and it's probably safe to say no one I knew will still be rping there when and if I ever get back into that.

Google sites: I do plan to grab my domain name and develop my own website someday soon. However, I don't know coding myself and think it would be good to have a temporary site to pre-organize and play with some of the formatting ideas, so I won't be clueless and holding on to a jumbled mess when I do get the website. We started up a small google-site for a dragcave project, and it seems pretty simple to work with (the equivalent of the old Geocities, only with different options and a more user-friendly format in some spots), so I started one up for my stuff. This should also help me organize a lot of my characters and misc. information that currently is in paper format. I'll still keep the paper, mind you--but when someone asks me about a character, or who's good to commission and who's not so good, I'll have a page I can link them to instead of trying to remember it all off the top of my head. This site is still very much a work in progress (just started yesterday), so I won't link anyone to it just yet. Once it's more complete and I'm just updating, rather than building it, I'll add the link to the top of my journal here so anyone can see it. ^_^}

My job status:
_{I'm signed with the Colorado National Guard as ammo/munitions. Basically, I'll be counting the bullets, grenades, missiles, dummy missiles, and whatever else we have here and keeping the accountability lists. My job is to make sure no one takes them without asking. And, you know, proper paperwork and procedure and stuff. I told them to send me to training school as soon as they had an opening, because I'd rather get it over with quickly (and get that big sign-on bonus!), but I was told the school was booked up and it might be a few months.

Looking for a job again/still. Yay.}

My car status:
_{Back on 12Sep09, some 50+ high-strung b*tch with a stupid haircut left-turned on red and T-boned me. Susan (my '99 Jeep Wrangler) was still drivable, but my insurance declared her totaled and told me that if I kept her, I'd have to pay all the repairs out of pocket. Given that, even without being T-boned, she was having trouble (engine wouldn't start or run well in the cold, or would stall at every stop, gauges would die suddenly while driving or simply not turn on when she started, exhaust problems, back wiper never worked, etc.), I had no choice about it. I gave her back to the bank, who paid off my loan and handed me $3000 to make a down payment on a new car.

Problem. I have no job, and am $1000 short for my friend's well-cared-for Mazda truck. I tried to get a loan with the same bank, but was turned down for "insufficient credit history"... That was very fishy, since I wasn't turned down a year ago, so I got a free credit report from Equifax (which is where that bank gets its credit reports from), and checked it out. Fun, fun, I have false info on my credit report! Shelled out the cash for my FICO score and the other two reports (from Experian and TransUnion, the other two national reporting agencies), and all three have the same info, which is significantly hurting my score. Still above 650, but I should be above 710 and have an "average account life" of two or three years, not ONE YEAR. "Insufficient credit history" must have been them looking at that average, not my oldest account. I'm disputing the false info with all three companies, but that could take a month and a half. I need transportation NOW, so I can do Guard stuff and get a real job.

So, my friend has this other truck, a real beater, that he just bought for $400. There's no way I'm buying it (hell, NO!), but once he fixes the front suspension and puts new tires on the back, it'll be road-worthy and he's going to lend it to me until I have the money to buy his Mazda. I don't have it yet, though, so friends are driving us to the grocery store and back.}

Pennsylvania:
_{I learned a lot, saw a lot, and met a lot of people. I didn't cry at all... until at the actual grave, I saw my great-aunt Regina (Grandma's older sister by 14 years, now about 91 years old) wearing a silly fur hunter's cap of my uncle David's. She's very old and frail and her ears were cold, so it was a brilliant move on his part... but that hat. I just saw that and thought, "Grandma would love that hat." Heck, if it were David's, there's probably a picture somewhere of her WEARING that hat! She loved outrageous stuff, loved wearing silly clothing and acting like a clown, entertaining people. It was her sense of humor, and it was amusing even when it made no sense, just because she was there laughing about it. Even now, I'm never really crying, even though I know I need to... until I think of that hat. I'm crying right now, because... you know, she would have loved that hat! It looked ridiculous on Aunt Regina, and nothing could have been more appropriate.

My mom said that most people don't wear black to funerals these days, unless they already have something... or sometimes even if they do. She's even seen flowery sundresses at funerals, which strikes me as highly disrespectful. Everyone wore black (primarily black, at least a black coat with a dark dress or black slacks and coat with a different-colored shirt), and almost all the men were wearing suits and ties. There's a certain level of respect... and as silly as she was, Grandma was from an older time. You respect that, you respect that she would be serious at your funeral, and you do right to honor her. That's just how it is, and how it should be.

Grandma's service was in the Catholic church she was baptized in, in the tiny town she grew up in. She was buried in the same cemetery as her parents, grandparents, and many of her cousins. She rests next to her sister's husband, and her sister Regina, my Aunt Elaine (the paranoid-schizophrenic, never married), and my Uncle David (a globe-trotter, also never married) will all be buried next to them in the same plot. There's a beautiful view of the valley from there.

I had a Philly cheesesteak right before the flight home, at Joe's Steaks. It was nothing like what I expected, and it was freaking amazing and addictive. For these past few days, I've wanted another whenever I'm hungry. According to ALL sources, no "Philly cheesesteak" made outside Philadelphia tastes the same... and according to the guy behind us in line for one, whose business is making the grills they cook it on, it's the water. "You can get the meat from anywhere, you can get the flour from anywhere, but it's the wawder. Somebady took a wawder tanker down to Florida to try it there, an' he's got the best outside Philly."

For many reasons, I plan to go back to that area often someday.}

My husband's status:
_{I had no cell phone reception in rural Pennsylvania. I had it in Dushore, the town my grandmother was being buried in, but I had my phone off and left in the car for the service and lunch afterwards, and didn't turn it on until 8pm EST when we were driving away. During that time, my husband starting feeling worse and worse, and the pain didn't go away. He told his best friend, our apartment-mate--Nick blew it off, because Maahes often feels bad. So he tried to sleep... couldn't sleep, called his mom (who told him to call an ambulance and assured him that payment was nothing to worry about)... waited five hours and called the hospital front desk, asking how much it would cost if he called an ambulance and came it. The front desk guy said, "Uhhh... why are you asking? Hey, if you need an ambulance, you really need to call it right now." So he called an ambulance, got dressed, and went to the hospital, where they told him he maybe had a day or two to live.

Apparently, many or all of his lactose intolerance and back problems have actually been his gall bladder. When they did the tests and sonograms, they found that he was perfectly healthy... except that his gall bladder was full of stones and inflamed, the walls 6mm thick (3 times thicker than they should be). They made 4 holes in his abdomen and pulled it out. He was in the hospital recovering for another day, eating solid foods right off the bat, and they sent him home the following afternoon, a few hours before my flight got in.

I didn't know anything about it until 7 hours after the surgery, when I turned on my phone and found 8 voicemails: 4 from him and one from his mother (which convinced me very quickly that he was about to die, even though there were no details whatsoever... sometimes, it's just the voice someone talks in), one from the recovery room nurse (I almost cried, because "out of surgery and doing fine" means STILL ALIVE), and then another from his mom and another from his nurse (letting me know his room number). I'm surprised I slept that night... but in the end, it was all just too much. I got on MSN from my phone (which happens maybe once a year) just to tell someone and let it out... cried a good bit... and sometimes you sleep no matter how bad it is, just because it's all overwhelming and too much to deal with. I slept in my aunt Barb's guest room, near her marriage quilt (which I watched my mother sew, fifteen years after, using all the squares family members had made all those years ago).

He's home now and doing fine. I've been taking care of him, keeping track of how much Vicodin he takes and when (that's one of the medications that makes you lose all track of time), cooking (read: attempting to cook scrambled eggs and stir-fry), and staying open energetically... I was sleeping at least as much as he was for the first few days, and yesterday included an interesting experience in which we were both just sitting with each other and he took my hands in his... and WHOOOOSH! All gone into him, and he wasn't even reaching out for it. I guess it's just one of those things where we're connected and I recognized that he needed it. It was weird, though, because I almost immediately flashed through dizziness, being punchy, yawning, and that sensation and experience of falling asleep... but only for an instant, and then I was wide awake again and energetically close to normal. Very odd. Either way, he's healing fast and NOT having any of the same problems that he was before. He says he can feel that he's healthier, and that's a good thing. Also, his body seems to have re-set (which does tend to happen after surgery) so that healthy things taste good again and unhealthy things like McDonald's not only taste bad but make him very sick. It's awesome, because now he doesn't WANT to eat all the cr*p he's been shoving down his throat his whole life! He WANTS to eat real food!}

Status of me and her:
_{If you've read this far, you're a real trooper. I've been debating whether to even write this, and I think it'll be alright if I make it brief and cryptic and put it so far down that most right-minded people will never see it.

She still hasn't said what I "am" exactly, and it's unlikely she ever will. However... today, she let out what she's figured out about what should have happened, what life and all that I was intended to have. Understand, please, that this is all connected to her deep sense of guilt, because she and I both know I would not be who I am--or even talking to you--if she had not abandoned her place here to fulfill personal desires. The simple fact is that we all have free will, and people make mistakes that affect lives beyond their own. My destiny, at least this part of it, is forever changed because of that choice she made.

I'm 9 years old this month, living in the life and body of a 22-year old woman. I should have been born into an infant, 8 or 9 years old this year, a child living a child's life right now. A dancer, joyous and innocent and pure and naive, blooming into self-awareness just as puberty hit... awakening into a vivacious, beautiful, tall, curvy and with the strength to withstand those proportions, sexually-driven young woman with a wisdom and awareness to fulfill my purpose. What is my purpose? It is those first words on my lips, whenever I'm asked that question: "To make people happy."

She was supposed to be a hardened, cute-but-not-appealing, nearly flat-chested older woman who lived quietly and humbly, fulfilling her own purpose as one who watches and records all that is and happens in this portion of history. This has always been her purpose, life after life, but she grew arrogant and restless and unhappy this time... and so we have the current situation. She carries a deep sense of guilt, possibly even regret (that latter is a guess, I don't know if she regrets it or not). She may be a horrible person, often purposely, but she is not the Acelr I made as a character... she is human, and she torments herself night and day with the guilt of her past actions and how I was affected by them.

I want to forgive her... but with the timing of it all, I don't know if I can. I have to know that it's actually okay. How does my absence affect the family I would have been born into? ...Did they even have a daughter (did some other soul take my place), or did the body die in infancy? Was there a miscarriage? Do I have would-have-been older or younger siblings out there? A best friend? My husband is bonded to me at a deep level--Is it my soul he is bonded to, is it this body (that would be awkward!)? Would he still be in Florida this and the next several years, still waiting to meet me and be whole? Would he even be alive? Would he have married Elaina (or anyone else) and be old and taken and a father before I even met him? Would I have met Taiji, and through him Namea?--Am I even one of their group, or was I meant for a different destiny? Hells, would I have ever saved ZulluX? I would never have been online that night. Would I have still been suicidal in high school and California, or was that a chemical product of her own brain--or born of the inconsistency between my spirit and her life?

I don't know these answers, and I don't know if I'm permanently screwed by this or if there's some way to salvage my own destiny and hers. Without these answers... Forgiveness? I love her, and I eventually forgive everyone, whether or not I forget. But no one can truly forgive without understanding the crime, and I cannot understand the full extent of the crime without understanding the ramifications of it. I don't know. That is where we stand.

Today, I did not recognize the face in the mirror as mine. It's too round and short, the eyes too hard. I looked into those eyes and for maybe the first time, saw her looking back. She's deep in there... It wasn't like before, when sometimes I'd look in the mirror and watch the switch as we talked to each other. I was the one looking... but she was the one I saw. It was eerie, and I looked away, and remembered what my husband had said about looking in the mirror and seeing himself too deeply; it may not be me, but seeing any of her at all is so much... I don't know. There's more than one reason she holds back from me. I think it would be easier to have her for a friend than like this, so there would be silly, surface-only breaks between the deep stuff. I don't know if it's possible to open up at this level and then close that off again, the way you can with someone you don't share existence with.

Wow. That wasn't nearly as vague and cryptic as I was hoping.}

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Features: Those Who Helped Ink Get Commissions To Pay For The Vet (see previous journals)
#Twelth:
~larissaroo

Lemon's--I mean, Lenden's--sister. A sweetie. ^_^ I don't know her as well as others on this list, but I do know that she was dismayed when she first heard about Ink's cat, because we didn't know how she could help when she was so new to dA. Props for leaping on the idea for a journal, etc., when the idea came up.

This girl is a writer. I'm not subscribed... but looking through her gallery for feature-worthy stuff, I realize that maybe I should be. For the sake of my picture-oriented viewers, I've chosen only short ones to feature here, though it is most certainly worth your time to wander through the longer ones on your own.

"Dreamer"

"Wistful Wishes"

"Different"

"A Smile Plays Across Lips"

"Meaningless"

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_{Ishy's Thylacide (anthro form, halfbody or bust, info in Digis PM)
Ivy (anthro, halfbody, sketching)
characters of ~darknessversuslight (info in Note, 4 fullbody females for Gundam fanfic)
Kasha's commission}

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_{Painting by *anikakinka, CSS by =vsconcepts, assorted journal madness and coding screwups by me.}

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Mood: Daily Needs
Listening to: Playlist
Drinking: water

Grandma

Tue Oct 6, 2009, 9:39 PM

My maternal grandmother died last night after surviving an incredible 8 years with multiple myeloma, a rare bone marrow cancer. [link] Mom and I inherited her voice and her very strange lack of aging. She claimed that every birthday was her 16th, which kind of bugged my mom, I think... but Mom herself looked 16 til she was nearly 50, and I still look 16 at age 22, so probably Grandma did, too.

Grandma Nelson was born on a stormy night in Dushore, Pennsylvania and christened Marjorie Martina Dieffenbach. Her parents actually wanted Martina to be her first name, but there was some trouble about there being no saint with that name and the church requiring all children baptized there to be named after a saint. They were Pennsylvania Dutch, the descendants of one Conrad Dieffenbacher [link] , an immigrant from Baden, Germany. They spoke a bastard mix of German, English, and colloquialisms at home, to the point where none of her teachers could understand her; when she started school at age five, they had to teach her English.

When Grandma got married, it was to a Methodist by the name of Donald Nelson... and because they were married in the Presbyterian church instead of the Catholic one, my great-grandmother phoned them every day to tell her she was living in sin. Finally, they got re-married in the Catholic church, just to shut the woman up.

But really, Grandma herself had no preference. When Mom and her siblings went to visit their grandmother, they all had to pretend they were good little Catholic children for the duration--but once they got home, they were Protestant again. The charade was dropped after Great-grandma's death.

I don't know a whole lot about who Grandma was when my mom was growing up, because Mom just doesn't talk about her childhood. It's actually kind of creepy, because Dad talks about his all the time, the good and the bad, but Mom just hints about stuff occasionally... which leads to some misunderstandings. I know, for example, that Grandma and [I think Grandpop? There's a Grandpop mentioned in my baby book, but I've never met my mom's dad and don't know what to call him] did not get along very well even when they were married, and that my mom doesn't get along with him either--but for the longest time, I thought she'd been sexually abused by him, and apparently that's not the case.

So, no idea. All I know for sure is that she painted my mom's bedroom a ghastly shade of yellow and never wanted to do anything interesting with Mom's hair (though, no offense to Mom, that might have been because Mom's hair has always been too straight and flat to do anything WITH. Even perms don't stay in).

We've always lived in the wrong part of the country to see Grandma very much, but what I did see, I liked. She was the kind of grandmother who would have been sitting in a rocker knitting socks and caps and whatnot, telling stories from a hundred or two hundred years ago, baking cookies and wearing silly hats to church on Sundays, if she hadn't gotten cancer. The kind of stereotypical, sweet old lady everyone wishes they spent more time with while they could...

She spent 8 years going through round after round of chemotherapy, transplants, and various new treatments, never in remission for more than a few months. When she was first diagnosed, she already had stage 2 and the family was told that she had 3 years, tops. When she hit 7, she might have broken a record. I knew her as a frail, white-haired old woman who loved traveling to see her grandkids (and every other relative under the sun, from her own remaining siblings to her nieces and nephews and most distant cousins). No one ever knew until the day of whether she'd be able to travel, so all plans were flexible, but she managed it more often than not and was a part of everyone's lives. She was traveling just last week... she's been frail and on the edge for so long, there've been a lot of false alarms where they thought it would be the end. There was no particular warning for the real one. I don't have details on how she died... but when my mom says it was last night, I assume she went in her sleep. I hope she did. After all that, she deserved a peacefully passing. I really hope she did. I really hope she was just suddenly out of pain.

Her funeral is on Monday, in Dushore. I'm going to be there, though I have no idea yet when I'm flying, where I'm flying, or where I can stay once I get there. According to Mom, all the local hotels are booked... something about it being hunting season there, I dunno. We'll figure out something.

I wish I could have seen her one last time. I wish I had more pictures. I wish I'd written her back more often, and sent out Christmas cards these past two years, and talked to her on the phone more than once a holiday. I wish she could have made it to my wedding.

I'm glad my mom told her that Mike and I got married already with a civil ceremony (even though there was no ceremony), and I'm glad she approved and was happy about it. I wish I'd called her up myself to tell her, so I could have heard that happiness from her own lips.

The obituary: ht tp://www.legacy.com/obituaries/courierpostonline/obituary.aspx?n=marjorie-nelson& pid=134067439
dA's stupid automatic smilies mean I can't post the link straight. >_< Spaces...

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Mood: Miserable

Skin by =Thewinator

Lenden and OPEN COMMISSIONS

Journal Entry: Wed Sep 9, 2009, 12:27 AM

Baroness account GaiaOnline art contest

Who needs your money right now--and will give you art in return.

This time, it's me. See below.

Opening Commissions

Yep. I'm now that desperate, and I think I won't make too much of a fool of myself. I hope.

I'm having trouble getting a job, trouble making the National Guard thing work out, and trouble sleeping whilst my husband claims to have nightmares about what will happen if I DON'T get an income soon. Commissions are unlikely to pay enough to help, but anything is something, and it gives me an excuse to draw constantly and thereby de-stress. That's a good thing, right? He ruled out Hooters, so I don't know what else to do.

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Commission info:

When you commission me you can choose to receive a free sketch or discounted commission from one or more of the deviants featured here: [link]

_{Will do:
Anything, FAST

Won't do:
Can't think of anything... but please don't ask for p0rn/hentai/erotica. I can try it if you want me to, but I've never done it before.

Samples and Prices:

Headshots: $7

Busts: $10

Halfbody: $5
NO CURRENT SAMPLES

Fullbody: $7
NO CURRENT SAMPLES--these are the most recent, but NOT my best work.

Surreal/Abstract/Other: price negotiable

For pencil shading, add $5
For colored pencil, add $4
For colored pen, add $3
Colored pen not available for headshots or busts.
For marker, add $2

To order:
Send me a Note with the following:

Your name: [username]
Type of commission: [headshot/bust/halfbody/fullbody/other]
Color/shading?: [pencil/colored pencil/colored pen/marker/none]
Subject: [what am I drawing for you?]
Refs: [any references or description you have, simple or complex]
Price: [total you are paying, or how much you want to pay for a negotiable work]
Payment: [PayPal/Western Union/check/money order/other?]; [pay upfront/pay at WIP/pay upon completion]

Payment:
PayPal preferred, e-mail is ArynChris@gmail.com
Other payment methods, such as check and Western Union, are also perfectly fine. ^^
You can choose to pay upfront, halfway through, or upon completion. Commissions that have already been paid for will be done first, and finished commissions that have not been paid for will be watermarked until payment is recieved.

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Features: Those Who Helped Ink Get Commissions To Pay For The Vet (see previous journals)
#Eleventh:
=lenden
My first real friend on dA. ^^ Someday, I will kidnap this poor girl and drive off into the mountains laughing hysterically, with her tied up and gagged in the back seat. No, really. No, I'll make sure the bindings are clean silk. Pink, in fact.

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Who I'm drawing:

Ishy's Thylacide (anthro form, halfbody or bust, info in Digis PM)
Ivy (anthro, halfbody, sketching)
characters of ~darknessversuslight (info in Note, 4 fullbody females for Gundam fanfic)

Clubs I'm in:

Who I'm commissioning:

_{~Nith47 (for Cassandra in full paladin armor, in combat) *unpaid, need to confirm amount*
~Princu (for Corellia) *paid?*
=DarkVanessa (for assorted late Christmas gifts--now just Ivy and Kashala. ^^) *paid*
~IridescentInkSpell (for the Butterfly, Cassandra/Cookie character sheet, and the 7 princesses) *paid*
*saintpepsi (for 11 pieces, mostly Black Mask Age stuff) *paid* 7/11 done (Jynx, Rasfta, Rogue, Sarah Gray, Lori, Kidd, Contact Gray), 2/11 WIPs (Rockstar Jane, Unhae), 2/11 unseen (Team Gray, Gray family)
~Rensing (for Wanderer Ala) *$10-15 on completion*
=vsconcepts (Journal CSS) *paid*}
[other artists have been targeted; waiting on more money]
_{~blueduality also says I'm commissioning him, but I have no idea what it was for, so he's off the hook if he wants.}

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Mood: Daily Needs
Drinking: water

Skin by =Thewinator

TerrorEffect and my own RL status

Journal Entry: Mon Aug 24, 2009, 1:56 PM

Baroness account GaiaOnline art contest

Who needs your money right now--and will give you art in return. XD

~TerrorEffect is a chick who's been having so much trouble in the past year just finding a place to live (much less the money to eat, maintain the internet connection to do commissions, and buy necessary toiletries), that it's ridiculous. I've helped her in the past as much as I can, but I'm fresh out of income and she needs more help than one person can provide anyway. Will you go to her page and consider commissioning her or donating? Her last known location is a local women's shelter, and she needs all the help she can get!

COMMISSION HER OR DONATE TO HELP HER. SERIOUSLY. SHE'S A FRIEND IN A BAD, BAD SITUATION.
Whether you can help monetarily or not, please help me spread the word.

My RL

As of Saturday, I am no longer a member of the United States Air Force. I'm in the Individual Ready Reserve, yay legislation, hopefully not for long... but I was hoping to sign with the National Guard today, and for various paperwork reasons, that's delayed. I'm really hoping to have that taken care of by the end of this week, so they can backdate the paperwork and not have to go through the hassle of "transfer" from the IRR to ANG.

I'm also hoping to find a job by Thursday. Let's all pray for that, shall we? If our new apartment-mate doesn't get this one job tomorrow, we're screwed, and if I don't at least have a job lined up by the end of the week, we're all REALLY screwed. So... yes. Let's pray for that. x_x The getting a job part, not the getting screwed part. I've seen enough friends go homeless; I don't need that to happen to me. Really, I don't. REALLY.

The apartment is going to be nearly spotless by the time I go to bed. D*mn messy apartment. This is what happens when you tell a guy the cleaning is HIS job.

_{I'm going to try and update the journal again soon, so the next feature is going to wait until then.}

Clubs I'm in:

Who I'm commissioning:

_{~Nith47 (for Cassandra in full paladin armor, in combat) *unpaid, need to confirm amount*
~Princu (for Corellia) *paid?*
*NaRai (for the Goddess of Mysteries) *paid*
=DarkVanessa (for assorted late Christmas gifts--Eulalia Danae, Ivy, and Kashala. ^^) *paid*
~IridescentInkSpell (for the Butterfly, Cassandra/Cookie character sheet, and the 7 princesses) *paid*
*saintpepsi (for 11 pieces, mostly Black Mask Age stuff) *paid* 4/11 done (Jynx, Rasfta, Rogue, Sarah Gray, Lori), 4/11 WIPs (Rockstar Jane, Contact Gray, Kidd, Unhae), 2/11 unseen (Team Gray, Gray family)
~Rensing (for Wanderer Ala) *$10-15 on completion*
=johnbecaro (for A+R) *paid*}
[other artists have been targeted; waiting on more money]
_{~blueduality also says I'm commissioning him, but I have no idea what it was for, so he's off the hook if he wants.}

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