MidgetPhantom

Oh my goodness!  I just wanted to say thank you so much to everyone who's been favoriting my work.  It really means a lot to me as an artist, and I appreciate each comment, emoticon, and favorite you guys leave me.  Thanks so much!  Mwah!  xoxoxo

Oh my goodness, I do think I might be getting addicted to deviantArt, lol.  Especially since I joined about twelve more groups since I've been on this site in the first place.  For once, I'm actually getting excited about work I've  been doing, and have not only been wanting to do more, but also submit them here too.  This is a very good thing when I don't have school.    Otherwise, my grades tank and my life will be in the toilet.  Lol.  Gonna search through old art to see what I want up, then it's time to get ready for work.  Joy.  Toodles!

According to deviantArt, I'm the admin of one of the groups...which I distinctly remember not being an admin for...oh well.  #NotQuestioning  

Wow, two journal entries in as many days!  Sweet!  New record, lol.  So.  The reason for my title is that Loki really is following me.  I swear.  The awesomely cool God of Mischief and Fire has been causing, well, *mischief* nonstop for the past several days.  

I go to work yesterday and reach for the hand sanitizer.  So far so good.  Press the pump and BOOM!  It's all over the front of my apron, and as soon as it's all mopped up, I get a customer waiting to check out.  I sincerely hope the register hid the huge honking wet spot in the middle of my stomach.  So awkward.  

Today's Loki experience started with my phone going haywire.  And staying haywire, even after I restarted it (and promptly dropped it and made the battery pop out).  Then things literally started jumping off of the counter onto the rug while I was trying to wash the dishes, and every time I reached for them to put them back, they'd fall right out of my hands onto the floor.  IF that wasn't enough, the candle I had wouldn't stay lit and randomly went out while I had my back turned, and I must have gone through three matches trying to relight the darn thing.  Thanks God of Fire.  Thanks.  Last but not least, I drop my phone again, and the battery pops out.  Again.  This is all on top of getting splattered with india ink all over my face, neck, arms, and hands last night while doodling Loki's name in my drawing pad.  I'm just waiting for the two candles I just lit to start dancing around my room shooting sparks.  -.-

Okay, so this is pretty much just gonna be useless ranting because it's exactly 1:01 in the morning and I'm still not tired.  I decided it's high time I change this thing, don't you think?  :3  So, it has been decided!  I am going to minor in Art.  Yay!  Woohoo!  Wheeeee!  *blows horn*  Okay.  Now that the excitement is over, hopefully I'll be posting more pieces that I've done in my classes.  I have some already from first semester that I like, but seeing them in person and seeing them in a photograph on the computer screen are two completely different things, so until I can get a better camera than the one on my phone since they're too big for a scanner, they're not going up.  Boo.  Alright, I'm ending my useless griping now.  Gonna read more Loki fanfic and then try to fall asleep.    

Also:  This is what happens when your mind wanders to the Norse God of Mischief while doodling. You drop the cap to your bottle of india ink and wind up with it splattered not only on your floor, but on your hands, arms, neck, and face. Thanks, Loki. Thanks.

True story.  I'm covered in india ink.