Time to celebrate the end of hell on earth... I should just go to sleep, but i feel a drunken binge occuring with my so-called mates... don't they care for me... dont they know how weak i am around alcohol...
Ah fuck it... hand me a bottle of liquor and i'll see you sunday afternoon...
Meanwhile remember that "your mind is a weapon" and to "use it"...
And focus on the graphic novel you've got ten days to draw...
Coz this was a shit week... but it was my best week for months, so that's gotta be a good thing...
Though aparently some Japanese dude died of a self inforced lack of sleep; so maybe i should take it easy.
Coz that'll happen.
Ah fuck it... hand me a bottle of liquor and i'll see you sunday afternoon...
Meanwhile remember that "your mind is a weapon" and to "use it"...
And focus on the graphic novel you've got ten days to draw...
Coz this was a shit week... but it was my best week for months, so that's gotta be a good thing...
Though aparently some Japanese dude died of a self inforced lack of sleep; so maybe i should take it easy.
Coz that'll happen.
If my mind were a weapon I'd liken it to a spoon made out of Philadelphia.