2012 came and went with me drawing fucking nothing. Serious art drought, seriously messed up.
But I've gotta put these somewhere, regardless of wether or not I choose to follow through with them.
RESOLUTIONS (in no particular order)
Change Voicemail; "Why don't you come over here and feel my titties!" is super unproffesional... and super hiLARRYious
Prevent Fleas; Not letting my baby get worms again
Hang Out with Taja; I miss you, we have problems hanging out
Play Terminator at the Arcade; Like just put a hundred tokens in that bitch. Also how the fuck do you hold those damn things???
Write a Full Pilot; No more unfinished gobbldygook
No one reads this shit, or if they intended to I wouldn't recommend it. I need some serious ventilation.
On week three of birth control now. The whole point of taking it in the first place, was to get rid of that awful two weeks before period time where I'm not a person. I can't be out for the count half the fucking time! What no one told me, is that the adjustment period (or maybe even the whole experience, idk what to think anymore) is basically some odd weeks of my body thinking its pregnant!! Because what I REALLY need in my life right now sore ovaries, two huge pain targets on my chest, and THE COMPLETE INABILITY TO THINK RATIONAL THOUG