What the heck is this? It was literally 7°F less than a week ago, which I think is the coldest it's ever been in Tuscaloosa in my lifetime. Dumb Alabama weather.

I was in the library at school, waiting for this woman to finish printing her stupendously long document. It's free to print stuff at my school, but they ask that you be courteous and only print documents under 10 pages. Sounds reasonable to me. So, I sat, and I counted 247 pages! What document needs to be 247 pages long? Was she printing the manuscript to her unabridged fantasy epic? Or maybe it was a list of reasons why JK-FlipFlop needs to return to New Grounds.

What do you think she was printing?

I have a tough time dealing with stress. I'm sure a lot of my friends here on New Grounds do as well. So, I took action and I signed up for a stress management course at my college. I wasn't required to, but I thought it might be helpful. I'm not trying to work myself to death to graduate college in a hurry. College, to me, is more of a marathon than a race. Health is more important than getting a fancy degree. Plus, I don't want to look back on my college years someday and realize how miserable and stressed out I was along the way. Life doesn't begin after college, or high school, or after you get a good job, or after you get married and have kids, etc. Life begins at birth so I think it's very important to not neglect the present and always put your own well-being before any goals you set for yourself. Your health is your wealth.

Today was my first day and I'm really liking it so far. It was only an hour, but I felt like I learned quite a bit. As soon as I got out of my first day of stress management, however, I found out that my uncle, who was suppose to drive me home, was in a terrible car accident. He's fine, but my mother's car sure isn't. I don't know how I'm suppose to get to school tomorrow. By the same token, I suppose I'm in the right class.

There once was a peculiar boy who had this strange obsession with putting things in his mouth. It could be a rock, a penny, or even a little Lego man. One day while at school he found a lovely red paperclip on the floor and just as sure as the Colorado sunset, he plopped it into his mouth. He tucked it neatly under his right gum with his tongue and went about his day. The paperclip remained there all day long, but no one who looked at him or spoke with him would ever have guessed that he had a paperclip in his mouth. Why would they? Though he was certainly unusual, he looked like any other boy.

Okay, so I actually started this on January 1st of 2017, but on April 27th, all my pictures, including the backups, got deleted, so I had to start over. The twist is that in every picture, I stand five steps back from where I was the previous day. When done for a few weeks, it makes for an interesting effect - me moving down the road as my hair grows and everything is changing around me. It's gonna be especially nifty when the seasons change. I never post selfies, don't much like putting my face online, but this project is something I've wanted to do for awhile.

But why should you care? I don't know. Maybe you could try it yourself :-)

One time I lost my shadow and people told me I had bad graphics.

Heather the Redheaded Robot wishes you only the happiest of holidays. I hope all my followers and all the talented folks here on this site have a fantastic day tomorrow. Peace <3

So my very prescription randomly went up like 6000% and now I can't afford the medicine I need. I don't feel well. I haven't been eating enough, I can't sleep, and I haven't really been making music or animations or (duck) drawings. My downs have been casted and all my melons are choly, but here's hoping things will turn around, and I'm sure they will. So in short, I'm just being dramatic and posting my personal problems online even though I'm gonna regret it and be embarrassed when things get better.

On the bright side, I found some of my old boardgames from back in the day. Small victories :)

November is National Novel Writing Month so I'm coming up with characters and ideas for a potential story :)

The world is an alternate reality very much like our own, with mostly the same countries and cultures, but with more fantastical elements such as magic, vampires, robots, gods, a sky with two moons, and sometimes animals who can speak.

In the town of Moberry there's a rusty old steamboat called the Southern Belle which has since been fashioned into traveling river hotel where folks of all walks of life pass through. As a traveling hotel, its residents have been on many strange adventures to all sorts of faraway lands. The hotel is owned by Mr. Bentley, a corny older man who's always willing to help anyone who asks. People come and go, but his doors are always open.

A few people live and work in the hotel full time, though some of the jobs are less important than others. There really isn't much need to employ an acrobat full-time, but still she's on the payroll. Mr. Bentley is not one to ask questions. If someone asks for something, he gives it to them.

Judy "Jude" Strange:
Jude was brought up in only the most dysfunctional of households, having a drunkenly annoying father and a loving but mostly uninvolved mother; she's never quite fit in anywhere and isn't very good at the whole "talking" thing, a skill that everyone else seems to excel at; her life is given a newfound sense of meaning and brotherhood when she befriends the decidedly strange residents of the Southern Belle Hotel and gets the family she never really had

Mr. Bentley:
a very wealthy, extremely kind and generous older gentleman who lets people of all walks of life live in his hotel free of charge, no questions asked; everybody at the hotel respects him and treats him like a father; when it comes to the latest trends he's comically behind the times, but he does his best to be cool; his incredibly outdated slang and apparent lack of any current pop culture knowledge whatsoever makes him come off as kind of a goofball, but charming in his own way

Ricardo Gomez:
a mustachioed, chain-smoking "master of the mystic" and hunter of all manner of strange and demonic forces

Shirley-Card:
a fast-talking morphine addicted actress from New York with the fashion sense and personality of a 1920's flapper girl

Marilyn McCarthy:
a dyslexic but otherwise highly intelligent stage and film director with dreams of being famous; however, he's difficult to work with because he doesn't use scripts, seeing how he can't read them

Angel Valentine:
a sarcastic female ninja who hunts aliens, armed with nothing more than a kitana and a ponytail

Alice from Wonderland:
as an adult she works as a psychiatrist of all things, though, she herself is a little mad

Grief:
the very literal embodiment of grief and sorrow; a supernatural being with the form of a porcupine who wears a wooden mask to hide his face, as just the act of looking into his eyes causes people to kill themselves; he works at the front desk of the hotel to check people in

Azul:
a wise, bearded mandolin player from India who seldom speaks, but always has something meaningful and insightful to say

Chelsea Rhodes:
a depressed acrobat with a love for cats

Jackie Boothe:
a kleptomaniacal female Irish lawyer with an eyepatch

Dr. Ono:
a robotic Japanese MD with the appearance of a little girl, who speaks in fractured English

Ms. Cook:
A very fat anthropomorphic rat who, living up to her name, is in fact a cook

Baaz:
a chubby anthropomorphic fox businessman who sells pomade and other haircare products

Scatman Duckworthy:
a forgetful and dimwitted bartender known for his blatant incompetence, drunken behavior, and utterly inexcusable inability to bartend

Ariel Watts:
a very contented janitor who just happens to be the daughter of the queen and heir to a throne she doesn't want

Greg Thomas:
an abnormally normal middle-aged intellectual and voice of reason who always seems to end up in very strange situations

Marina Moon:
a prickly teenage girl, seamstress and the co-founder of the indie rock group, Marina and the Mischief Makers; she is known for her lazy but rebellious nature, and for her unique fashion sense; she wears a hand-crafted porcupine quill hoodie, various piercings and rings, and sports a set of shiny braces

Cheryl Moon:
a smart, pretty girl who gets good grades and tries her best to avoid trouble, except for when she takes the blame for Marina's wrongdoing; she is a nice, easy going, and caring person who would do anything for her friends, although she can be whimsical at times when she doesn't get things her way

Harold Parr:
a forever single man in his 50s who has spent the last 35 years in bed watching TV

Dot Elliot:
an incredibly sweet man who is admittedly very effeminate and doesn't have much of a masculine side at all; he is a very talented cartoonist, but struggles with emotional issues and has great difficulty socializing with others

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