(Eek! Second attempt at posting this journal: I accidentally posted the silly thing half-written... how embarrassing. )

I am so sorry, guys. What kind of shitty excuse for a friend disappears off the face of the planet for a few months, makes a big song and dance (complete with top hats, tap-dance numbers and a musical encore) about coming back, and then disappears again? Me, apparently. Feel free to hurl abuse, flames, large blunt objects, etc.

*ducks to avoid wave of flying flaming objects and insults*... So yeah. If y'all - the SheCats especially - are totally pissed off at me, I understand. (I won't be entirely surprised if nobody replies to this journal, either... anyone seeing it turn up in their inbox will go "Harmonic-who?", and delete it. )

Anyway. This will probably come across as an attempt to justify why I haven't been around lately; it's not meant to be, but I figure I owe my watchers/friends/general stalkery types some form of explanation.

I've just recently started at a new job; it's the first full-time job I've ever had, and with my lack of experience and skills and general everything I'm amazed that I managed to get past even the first interview. The fact that I got kicked out of high school probably didn't help much.

The three (four?) months in between getting expelled and getting a job were hell. Deep-fried, extra-crispy Hell on a Stick with sauce and a side order of angstcakes. I laugh now, but daaaaaamn... my mum and me were screaming at each other like a pair of PMS'ing banshees every other day. (Well, really she did most of the screaming and I stuck to the classic Sullen Teenage Glare technique, save for one memorable occasion where we took turns yelling, glaring, or both at each other from across the dinner table. Boy, do I feel sorry for the neighbours. And for my mum's partner. Poor guy had to live with this just about every freakin' night.) And I'd been depressed for a long time by then, even without the getting expelled and the being an unemployed bum and the huge howling banshee-fights.

It was not pretty. It would likely have gotten even less appealing, had I not buggered off to my auntie's house for a couple of weeks. Things picked up after then - I had a couple of very promising job interviews, and me and Mum weren't wanting to kill each other any more (at least, not any more than usual ). Which is always a plus. And a little while after this I got three job offers within two days (!!!), agonized about which one to accept for a while, and ended up taking the one with better pay and more responsibility.

I'm still not sure I made the right decision, now that I'm two and a half weeks into my new job. I wake up every morning expecting to be fired. No joke. (Though this is probably just due to me being a paranoid bundle o' nerves.) And because I have a job now doesn't mean I have my shit together; it just means my shit is slightly less disorganized than it was when I was an unemployed school drop-out. I'm trying to balance work and family and my art and what passes for my social life, and I honestly don't know how the hell people do it. Most days when I get home all I want to do is sleep. Or mindlessly surf the 'net for Harry Potter fanfiction. (Now if I could do both at once? That would just rock.)

Oh blimey! The paragraphs are getting larger... I'd better bring this journal entry to a close before they multiply and, like, eat the Internet or something. But anyway. That's my little emo moment out of the way. And to everyone who's stuck with me this far - what, are you crazy? *cough* I mean... thanks a gazillion. You're crazy, but thanksies anyway. Love you all. And will draw you all lots and lots of pretty pictures once I get my Art Mojo back (it's deserted me at the mo, sadly...).

Will try to suck less at posting and commenting and life 'n stuff.
~Harmonic

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NEXT KIRIBAN: 2000 Pageviews - note me a screenshot or something and I will seriously draw you ANYTHING. (I can't promise I'll draw it particularly well, but...)

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