first of all i want to appologise completely to and please understand i realise this is no excuse, inevitably it is my own dumb fault that i haven't been able to live up to my art jam obligations i would just like the chance to explain myself before being thrown to the wolves...

also please note i'm never-ever notably sick and whilst at my old place i only have internet at 's house

welcome to Louras two months of hell

i spent the first two weeks of February mostly feeling sorry for myself, the famous freezing cold outside and having to walk in crazy arctic temperatures back and forth along a icy canal each morning and night was doing nothing for my health or spirit, so being a chronic procrastinator with a bad cold and ideas of obtaining a copy of flash to do afl with i just curled up into a duvet ball and hid little did i know i had it good.

in mid February my little sister whom i live with accepted redundancy and it was then decided she will be moving in o a new place with her boyfriend - during this time my cold had progressed into a chest infection and i was blankly wondering what to do next with my life, feeling writers block i needed to do something mindless, it was about then that i started the afl quitfights which was quickly followed by more curling up in duvets as i developed a nasty reaction to my brand new mascara which left me fading in and out of consciousness and staring zombiefied at stuff for long periods without knowing why... inevitably when i found out the unlikely source of these issues i had become mentally rather frozen with my chemically recovering zombiehead which i fed boxsets of dexter, heroes and lost.

cut to March the 'big move' sounds fine in theory but damn its crazy how much stuff you can accumulate in 3 years so an endless few weeks gradually boxing stuff up, repainting, hoiking stuff up and down stairs, applying for jobs and new tenancy then the manic clean to win my deposit back.
eventually i decided to move to america for a few months sidestepping all but the finale of the hilarity that is the visa application delay dance whilst sorting out my cash, living arrangements and travel (that not been fun but it'll be worth it when i get there)

wonderfully the chest infection eventually gave way to make room for crazy heart palpitations, two different types of panic attacks which at first were triggered by almost everything, limb confusion in my arm and severe eye strain and head pains (which makes it really hard to type this)

luckily it turns out i haven't fully developed the hereditary condition from my grandma that i have to take daily hormones for the rest of my life however at the moment i'm currently on meds that will lower my heart rate making the attacks easier to cope with whilst i learn to live with them *joy now i can climb stairs without having to stop every 3 steps*

Upside, i'm going to finish two - three of my afl fights after schedule as i cant stay on computer very long and draw fan art for the people i didn't get to do, will be getting back into drawing the old fashioned way (aka not on retina burning computer) as i wait for my eyes to go back to normal
i don't know what to do about secret wars, perhaps just post what i have in pencils?
again i'm really sorry about what has happened have to go, head hurts