After that firestorm that had me kicked out of the house of friends I formerly lived with, I gave it a good month to think. That house of friends were mostly Gaming Colts members, and I was one of them.
There's a lot I can say about this, but I will cut the story short. I've left the Gaming Colts. Unless there is a resolution that may pop up later on, I am no longer working on Alicorn Princess Blast. Another artist will have to take my place.
Right now, I'm battling another low. Lately, I've been preoccupied with alcohol and night life as if I was entering yet another passing phase in life. I can't let these phases come and go as they please. I've made a name for myself as an artist and game developer and I don't feel comfortable with leaving behind what I've started, let alone starting a number of projects only to emotionally abandon them before they can be finished.
About two weeks ago, I went to a nightclub for the first time, had a blast. A friend brought me along since he also wanted to go clubbing on a regular basis. I just went along, observed people, I think I got a hang of nightclubs. Danced around with a friend couple of ladies, three the next night.
I've been spending a lot of my free time just playing Fallout New Vegas, discovered that melee characters are actually very easy to play. Been trying to kick my ass to drawing, started with computer icons.
I've wanted to do computer icons for a while, getting started was the hard part. Maybe getting enough done is a whole other hurdle.
I really hope I can kick my ass back to gear after getting hit hard with depression, and rejection. I got another appointment with my psychiatrist the next day.