*Kzzzkzzkzzzk* Come in. Come in. Good gravy! Has it really been that long? Why, I’m embarrassed. They call me a Deviant and I haven’t updated my journal for more than half a year? Why, if you could see me blush… I’m embarrassed. Embarrassed.

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Well, I can give you an excuse, but it’s an excuse not worth listening to. So if you’d rather read what I have to say about business rather than read what I have to say about my excuse, skip down to my next subcolagon*. My excuse is one that makes perfect sense, but what also makes sense is the crafty improvising I could have implicated to assist my lack of Deviant activity. The fact of the matter is, my bedroom internetting has been disabled since the beginning of last summer. I still don’t understand why or even how. All that is who… or rather, it: a diabolical evil from the legendary resting place of all deceased crap: the Recycle Bin. Deep, deep within the Bin, in the deepest dreariest dregs resides a sinister void, a void of virtual vengeance that would stop at nothing to destroy all Personal Computers from the inside out, one hard drive at a time. To my horror, the void has begun its virtual conquer within the labyrinth of my internal electronics. Its first target, as you well know already, is communication to the outside world; I am being forced to face it alone. I have been fighting it’s mere pawns for months now: viruses, spyware, trojans, cookies. I am already weary and glazed-eyed, and the war has just begun. What the future holds in store for me, only God knows…

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“I'm sure my beloved patrons are crestfallen due to the large lack of new art. As I have already explained, this is because of…” Legospencer, September 9, 2007.

… my longtime disconnection from the World Wide Web. But don’t worry; I have connection with a computer with Photoshop and a working scanner, so expect some new stuff on the way!

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Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about those sketches. They will be coming up very soon. So, without any… AHHHZXXCNSJKH! < END MESSAGE >



*Don’t bother looking it up. Yes, I am an ass.