Rip to people who saw my crashout journal (deleted now) lmao but in all seriousness, things were bad. Things are still a lil tight so...what's good? Well, I'm incredibly blessed that my art can still save me, that even in this ai hellscape, I'm still desirable enough that people will buy me bread so I can keep doing what I'm doing. That makes me feel worthy.

Before all this started, my brother offered to take me to megacon ....which was a bit of anxiety nightmare. Literal biggest con I've ever been to but I was determined! While my brother and his friend where there to see some of the celebs, there was only one dude who was a celebrity to me. Tim (the GOAT) Jacobus. The fucking LEGEND behind the original goosebumps covers. :'D I just feel so bad they shoved him all the way in the back and it was hard to find his booth....I also felt a lil bad that a lil prior to meeting him, due to staff negligence (guiding me to a deadend path while I was having an anxiety attack) where I almost blacked out...^^;' I was a lil pale and disheveled when I actually got to meet him but he was so nice dude. Normally I don't care about typical celebs, the people who are famous to me are often smaller artists. Aside from that, I spent a bit of time collecting weird japanese gasha because I love gashapon machines (the weirder the offerings, the better).
(now if only I can meet R.L.Stine and Walter Wick aaaa
Skip skip skip cause after the con I got very sick and nearly had organ failure and that's not good skip. Along with people buying comms that have helped me stay afloat, I also had enough for a new bed. As silly as it sounds, I felt some emotions cause I haven't had a new bed since I was a child and it feels nice to be sleeping on something that isn't V shaped.

Anywho, that's all for now