I haven't had a lot of time for art anymore. I haven't even touched my tablet since I moved to Boston, which makes me pretty sad, to be honest. I bought a sketchbook a couple weeks after I got here, but I think I've drawn maybe three things. I really, really want to get back into it, but I find that I sorely lack inspiration.
College has been... interesting. For the first few weeks, I said yes to everything I was invited to, and that ended up being a bit of a nightmare. My first weekend, I got dragged to this shitty party, which was, well, an experience, I guess. It was very crowded and loud and hot and sweaty, and they ran out of alcohol ki