Well, there's been a lot going on in my life, and I haven't been able to get back on DA for a while. I really apologize to all the people who requested icons from me while I was gone, but I've finished and uploaded my backlog of icons, and I'm willing to take more requests (for free, of course; nobody ever requests icons when I try and charge for them, and I say fuck it).
If you don't want to listen to me rant about my life, you can skip the rest of this journal.
A lot has happened and I've had a lot on my mind since the last time I was on DA. My mom has been living up in Washington with her boyfriend, and it's really hard to be away from her for such a long time. Her boyfriend got laid off right in the middle of trying to buy a house, so they want to move back down to New Mexico. Mom's flying in the day classes start back up again, and her boyfriend will follow later if he can get up the psychological gumption to leave his shitty family behind like Mom and I have been saying he should. (My mom's not normally the kind of person to say someone should leave their family, but his family is REALLY SHITTY. His kids are all freeloading fuckups who care so little it's like they TRY to make him miserable, and one of them is even dating a sex offender. It's a hideous mess that he would do well to get away from.) I can't wait for Mom to get back down here, because she's the only person I care about in the whole world as much as I do.
My best friend of 8 years stopped being friends with me on my birthday. I couldn't afford to pay my share of the rent in our roommate arrangement, so I told her I had to move out. She said it was on too short a notice, and I'd have to give up the money anyway. I was so upset, I emotionally burst after the birthday party, and my dad and his sister were so kind to help me go down there and grab my stuff (which we did at the buttcrack of dawn, having drove through the middle of the night to get there). So I had gotten out of there, having a bridge burned under me in the process, and then I was stuck staying with my dad and my sister for a month and a half because I had nowhere to live. I was forced to leave the Pokemon club under the care of the vice president for way longer than I had anticipated because of the sudden move. I finally found a place in town; I currently live at a hotel a few blocks south of school.
The primary point of anguish/worry/sadness/whathaveyou in my head right now is my dad. He's fifty years old, and he's almost certainly going to be dead by the end of the year. The worst part about it is it's entirely his fault. He's been an alcoholic since before I was born, and has not once made a serious attempt at quitting, even though a) I've been trying to get him to quit since I was a little kid, b) he lost one of his best buddies to liver cirrhosis FIFTEEN YEARS AGO, and c) his doctor flat-out told him if he didn't stop drinking, he would die. He has to go to the doctor every week now because his liver is shutting down, and yet he still won't stop. It makes me sick. What the hell am I supposed to do when he dies? Live with the knowledge that my dad was a weak piece of shit who threw his life in the trash because he refused to get his mouth off the fucking bottle? All I get to do is mourn, be pissed off, and try to sell his Hot Wheels collection.
So that's my life. Right now the only things I really have to look forward to are Mom coming back and the imminent release of Pokemon X and Y. (Even though I really wish I could get that X-preloaded Xerneas-and-Yveltal 3DSXL, because it's fukken SEXY.) I'm gonna do my best to be on here regularly from now on, though, and I'll keep accepting icon requests, since it makes me happy when people like them.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go do something stupid and pointless in Minecraft for the rest of the day.