Kind of.

After months of being absent I finally drag up the energy to tell you that I'm back to the Lands of deviantArt. Isn't that spiffy? Thought so.

Unfortunately, I cannot present anything new of artistic nature because RL and procrastination are bitches.
And I have to read and watch my way through over 400 messages and deviations. Err? What's up with you people? Don't you have a sunny day to enjoy far away from art supplies?

Anyway. Fandom has a firm clutch on my being again. There was a time (mainly last year) when nothing fandom-ish could touch my heart thus reducing me to a puddle of fangirlish goo.
I had my moments of squeeing and drooling and selling my first-born to British actors that shall *not* be named but those were not fandom related.

Cue "Heroes" wandering in with its billowing cape of awesomness (yes, we're still in season 1), with its emo-tastic characters, inappropriate sibling touching, glasses-wearing bad-asses, tea cups of homoerotic doom AND! Sylar. He can slurp on my brain anytime. Unfortunately, the only power I have is Migraine-Brain-Splodey.
I loves me some Wednesday Heroes! I want a Sylar Plushie. With sprinkles.
Though I *know* that they're going to cut out the Power That Is Peter's Scream this week. Boy, can he scream. *shivers like an earthquake area*
I just cross my fingers that the network won't introduce scissors to the Dysfunctional Petrellis and their UST with glass shards. Be still my heart, I'm looking forward to the heart breaking sobs and WHY???s when Nathan moles- I mean, hugs his not-so-dead-dead brother to his manly chest. I think a unicorn barfed rainbows in the background. Their wuv is twuuu! *shot and shipped to hell with her Heroes DVD box*

Ahem. This is getting rather long.

Anyways. Expect that sometime, in the near future, I will get around to respond to your messages, journals and comment on your pics.

Love all around, friends!

Niya