Currently sitting in Starbucks (what a cliché...blogging in Starbucks) wearing a Sweetwaters shirt. I might be roughed up by the employees here as I attempt to leave.
So this is an older doodle but I kinda just want to share it with the world as it's so entirely random. Which is the way I function most of the time.
This is a snippit of a larger page-o-drawings, however I could not scan the whole thing as it also includes some attempts at poetry that I don't want to share with the world. Unfortunately, it kinda snakes through the drawing, so I was really limited in what I could scan from the larger work. Oh its also unfinished. Take that!
In other news, I'm really, truly, and pervasively exhausted. I'm very far from being a functional human being today, which is sad because I have (in the poignant words of someone or other from Tool Academy 2) "shit to attend to". Im not sure how much this is coming through in writing, but if you talk to me today you will see exactly what I mean. Its not good.
What else? Well the bugs have been killed. Quickly and without mercy by a really friendly exterminator. I came back to the apartment to lock it up after he finished and he let me come in (as long as I didn't touch anything) and showed me the contaminated mattress, being sure to point out the bugs that were crawling out of it to die, which effectively satisfied my morbid curiosity about the whole thing. He was also married to a beauty pageant coordinator, which means that he works the pageant beat on the weekends, traveling all over the United States.
I was expecting something more akin to the exterminator/alien from MIB to be honest. People are so interesting.
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