Yesterday I pulled a double shift, and believe me, there's nothing like being huddled up in a freezing cold lobby in your polyester uniform during your 30th hour of sleep deprivation listening to Zorba Paster On Your Health to make you take a long, hard look at your life choices to date.
Anyway, my brain was too fried to read, so I grabbed the art stuff and started sketching -- and it actually sort of turned out! I blame all flaws on the fatigue. Yep. Well-rested, I'm perfect ... ^_^