Mmkay, I live.
I was just thinking to myself two seconds ago, "I shouldn't make only comics. They never get done because I'm thinking too fancily and taking too much time to draw them. I should make pretty things where I'm supposed to do all that."
Then I thought, "Silly me, I can't draw non-doodles for my life. I HAVE to make comics or my very existence in this world will perish."
Another thought came to me: "Who cares? Nobody but friends come here anyway and they won't kill me if I can't draw."
Suddenly, this fact was pushed upon me:
I am having a conversation with myself in my head. I must stop being so schizophrenic and continue to update this journal with with all of the sanity I can possibly muster from my feeble bones.
Then I forgot what I was going to write about.
So now I'll write about my mood and bore you even more to death.
See, it says "amused". The only thing amusing about it is that it is amusing. If you weren't really amused before, you are now that you've seen the breakdancing emoticon of amusement. I, for instance, was merely looking for an emoticon that could display my bleak, drab mood, and I found this thing. Now I am happily amused and writing to amuse even more people.
It doesn't portray amusement. It merely instigates it.

This has been yet another pointless journey through the mind of Keruri. Have a nice day and try not to scream in agony, for you may wake the kittens. And if you wake the kittens...
THEY WILL DIE D: