save a mountain spring, drink butter.
Didn't make dean's list. surprised? nope. Didn't make any lists. Well, except maybe the unemployment list? Or, maybe the highest consecutive number of morning classes to be slept through in a row list.
Currently taking a well deserved break from the insanity of christmas at my mom's house, by hanging out alone in my dark apartment with a gigantic pan of garlicy white wine butter. All the mussels are gone, but damn, this sauce is fucking delicious. I clearly am better off drowning my sorrows in clarified seafood sauce and brie cheese than my usual whiskey pittance.
The fam got so drunk last night that aunt steffi beefed it on the stairs and royally fucked up her ankle. There were tears. There was spilled red wine on white clothing. There was a gigantic ham steak and like 20 lbs. of half baked brownies. I'm a little shocked I didn't immediately start my period after being around so many emotionally charged estrogen producers. Youngest and yet still driest member of the family, represent. I had to make up for it by being the man of the house and drilling and setting up the christmas tree, staple gunning the lights to the porch, and chopping fire wood. I'm officially the shortest man in the family.
Spera comic coming along very slowly. Due date rapidly approaching. Nothing done since last update except the layout and linework of the second page. I think it's probably because Palmer's been hanging around sooooo much, and all he wants to do is roll around on top of me and eat food and drink booze and take naps and make me watch East Bound & Down. Enjoyable, but certainly not productive.
Christmas card making madness to take place right now.
Currently taking a well deserved break from the insanity of christmas at my mom's house, by hanging out alone in my dark apartment with a gigantic pan of garlicy white wine butter. All the mussels are gone, but damn, this sauce is fucking delicious. I clearly am better off drowning my sorrows in clarified seafood sauce and brie cheese than my usual whiskey pittance.
The fam got so drunk last night that aunt steffi beefed it on the stairs and royally fucked up her ankle. There were tears. There was spilled red wine on white clothing. There was a gigantic ham steak and like 20 lbs. of half baked brownies. I'm a little shocked I didn't immediately start my period after being around so many emotionally charged estrogen producers. Youngest and yet still driest member of the family, represent. I had to make up for it by being the man of the house and drilling and setting up the christmas tree, staple gunning the lights to the porch, and chopping fire wood. I'm officially the shortest man in the family.
Spera comic coming along very slowly. Due date rapidly approaching. Nothing done since last update except the layout and linework of the second page. I think it's probably because Palmer's been hanging around sooooo much, and all he wants to do is roll around on top of me and eat food and drink booze and take naps and make me watch East Bound & Down. Enjoyable, but certainly not productive.
Christmas card making madness to take place right now.