I’ve got the following things left to do:

1) Get my paperwork printed out, most importantly my PayPal receipts for my BroNYcon ticket and my Artist Alley confirmation.

2) Get some Prints made. I’ll be drawing various full-color prints, Pony War included, to be selling there.

3) Get one of those nifty little lockboxes for putting cash in.

4) Figure out what a Badge is and how to make or get one (or two, I apparently need two).

5) Make a sign that says “Lil’ Miss Jay’s Stupid Cool Drawing Table!” and explains my for-sale stuff, showing Print prices and Sketch prices.

6) Finish the Pinkamina Doll Painting. I can’t debut it at the con, because it’s too bulky to take on the flight, but I’ll have a digital print sneak-preview of it available and will auction off the painting after the con.

7) Design my LMR, Double E, Beep Boop, and Pinkamina Doll t-shirts. They won’t be for sale at BroNYcon, but I wouldn’t mind wearing the LMR and Beep Boop shirts for the con.

8) <—- Good times smile.

But!

BUT.

For today: I’m spending the day with Rosalie. Deal with it.

I named it “GO FUCK YOURSELF.”

And I spit on it.

Bloody little fuck.

Fuck my kidneys, they pull that again I’ll get em removed.

That wasn’t that bad.

There was blood.

It was the size of a popcorn kernel.

And it wasn’t that hard to get it out.

My brother screamed like he was being stabbed to death when it happened to him.

Me, it hurt yeah, but I didn’t scream, just kinda panted and whined.

I owe Saphazure my life.

I feel that damn razor-blade covered pebble.

It’s almost time to pass it!

Painkillers kicked in so it hurts way less than it did, but FUCK, MOTHER FUCK, I don’t know if I’ll be able to do this.

I’m a fuckin’ sissy when it comes to pain.

How am I supposed to push this thing out!?

FUCK.

Well.

Whatever.

Within the hour, I imagine, I’ll be screaming like a woman in a 1940’s horror flick.

(It’s a kidney stone you dunks, I’m not pregnant.)

I’m proud to be featured in this video.

ahaplesssearchforthebeyond:

Lil Miss Rarity is no match for Tordo’s killer class! 

See, if Applebeans made Lil Miss Rarity fan-art, I’d go “Seriously, what the fuck man.”

But this.

This is beyond Applebeans.

This is.

What is this?

I’m not someone who normally gets legitimately confused to an extent that there can be no explanation.

This has completely destroyed that notion.

Pretty damn good though.

I also can’t stand the sight of blood, it makes me faint.

I have no interest in bondage.

I don’t like masochism, it makes me sick.

But I love LMR to death.

micthemicrophone:

awthredestim:

saphazure:

prohibition-pinkie:

sileo-and-starshine:

tellme-ninetails:

IF YOU DON’T REBLOG THIS YOU ARE HARTLESS!

IF YOU DON’T LIKE THIS YOU ARE HEARTLESS!

This is bullshit!

Nintendium is indestructible!

$1000 says you can still play that thing.

Poor perfect gameplay…

Pffft. My GameCube got it worse and it still works. Walk it off.

See, I’m laughing because, as stated above, it PROBABLY still works.

>A heartless monster abused this defenceless N64

>monster abused this defenceless N64

>this defenceless N64

>defenceless

>defence

>defence

Fuck this gay earth.

Don’t fucking remind me. My brother was screaming like he was being murdered.

I have way less pain tolerance than him.

Yeah, I have a kidney stone.

It fucking hurts. BAD.

To those who don’t know, a Kidney Stone is a calcium build-up the size of a grain of sand (sometimes bigger) that’s passing through a vein much smaller than it, because it was supposed to be liquified to pass through said vein and it didn’t quite work out and ended up solidifying.

That jagged little calcium grain is on its way out of my kidney right now.

AND IT HURTS

LIKE FUCKING

HELL

Every sudden movement, deep breath, or hell, anything other than sitting perfectly still, HURTS. BAD. FUCKING BAD.

Imagine someone’s got a really sharp pencil or a razor blade.

And every time you make a small move, they poke you with the pencil really hard or slide the razor across your stomach.

Now imagine that from the inside of your stomach instead of the outside.

Yeah.

SO ANYWAY.

While this is going on, I’m going to be doing everything in my power to not move.

So I’m gonna relax as much as I can.

Might get an LMR out today.

Hopefully drawing doesn’t hurt.