Bemoaning about an art project and plea for attention

Yeah, so, uh. If I hadn't forgotten to bring the icon that is proof that I am a terrible person, I would be doing an icon dump right now. As it is, you're stuck with the one Snooch icon, and will have to wait for the others later. Wrrrryyyyy did I have to forget that one? *fails* And yeah, if I drank, now might be a time I'd go for it. 'Cuz I've got yet another art project due tomorrow that I still haven't really started on. And every time I think about starting it, I get an attack. Unless it's in the abstract sense that I'll be able to make everything up and it doesn't have to be from real life or something. Then I'm... not terrible. But I'm still dead meat tomorrow, as me doing this and the final is pretty much my one chance of passing the class at this point. Which I would be considerably more okay with if the teacher hadn't pointed out (in front of the class, no less) that I (specifically) was going to fry if I didn't start turning things in. Just because I don't look like I've got ADHD in class doesn't mean I don't have it... *grumble grumble* *should reeeeeally get to work on that paperwork* Also, mood is now back in the gutter range ¦D Go, me! So much for it being a really, really short bout of depression. Hopefully I'll feel better once my meds are changed. Or something.

Anyway, someone distract (read as: spam) me. I feel like talking right now.