PersephonesDuality

So, big changes.  Step one:  Separated from my husband 3 weeks ago, but no worries, it's mutual.  We're still friends, so I'm not terrifically angry nor depressed.  Step two:  There isn't really a step two...  Anyway, I decided to do some stuff.  I went on a trip to Texas recently and took some lovely photos, and since I finally got my computer to my new (temporary) abode I figured I'd fiddle around with some of those photos.  I STILL can't find any of the art software that came with my tablet (which I got like a million years ago), so I just downloaded some free stuff.  Gosh, I've blathered on, hu?  Here I am, I'm still alive, maybe my new f

I got, courtesy of my super awesome husband ~revbeej (https://www.deviantart.com/revbeej) a brand new Nikon D3000 camera!  BEST PRESENT EVER!!

Crappy week.  I broke, or damn *near* broke, the middle finger of my right hand, so now it's in a splint.  Of course, I'm right handed.  My computer had a fit a few days ago.  Today it died.  My hard drive is fried and because I'm a COMPLETE moron, none of my files were backed up.  I have no copies of any of my DA stuff.  Most of my photos, gone, save the ones that my husband also has.  All my music, and there was a lot, gone.  Though, luckily, my husband and I shared all our music files, so I can at least grab them off of his compy.  All that stuff I was working on, half finished art...gone.  But you know what really bothers me?  The compute