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What is this December shit?
Today there was much cookie-eating/tea-drinking in studio. And somehow two pages got (mostly) inked.
It has been brought to my attention that I don't really talk about anything but comics here. I don't have much else to talk about, I guess. Work, sleep, subwayreading, studio, internet. Sometimes my friends trick me into coming out to Library or something, so I sit there, drink cider and watch from Dusk 'til Dawn for the hobillionth time (I never mind, mhm hello gecko brothers.) Some weekends I sneak up to Boston and sleep/internet there. I make beans and rice, watch cartoons, and knit. That's about it.
Senior year is barreling on, and I can't say I mind. I'm tired of college, and despite knowing what's in store for me (no health insurance, scrounging around for a decent day job/freelance, rent, paying off loans etc.), it's about time to rush at the world. (With my galaxy-sized mech, and my comrades feelings etched upon my body.)
Hahaha. Sleep.
Today there was much cookie-eating/tea-drinking in studio. And somehow two pages got (mostly) inked.
It has been brought to my attention that I don't really talk about anything but comics here. I don't have much else to talk about, I guess. Work, sleep, subwayreading, studio, internet. Sometimes my friends trick me into coming out to Library or something, so I sit there, drink cider and watch from Dusk 'til Dawn for the hobillionth time (I never mind, mhm hello gecko brothers.) Some weekends I sneak up to Boston and sleep/internet there. I make beans and rice, watch cartoons, and knit. That's about it.
Senior year is barreling on, and I can't say I mind. I'm tired of college, and despite knowing what's in store for me (no health insurance, scrounging around for a decent day job/freelance, rent, paying off loans etc.), it's about time to rush at the world. (With my galaxy-sized mech, and my comrades feelings etched upon my body.)
Hahaha. Sleep.