I came home at 4pm today, showered, suffered a half assed hangover, went to Whole Foods, came home and did some sketching for a comic. I'm proud of myself for not succumbing to yet another night out with people, though I'm slightly regretful. At 8 am this morning I'd been drinking since 11:30 the night before and I was getting my ass handed to me in Marvel Vs. Capcom by my friend Mika. I want a rematch! A slightly more sober one, but no, I was good tonight.
Tonight is the 1 year anniversary for Act-I-Vate, the livejournal comics collective, awesomeness is impending, also, open bar is impending, which means trouble will follow.
Friday I'm working and seeing a friend's band play in Williamsburg (oy vey), but I'm excited because the boy I like is gonna meet me at work and go with me and... and.. Oh the dorkiness. I'm really happy.
Saturday is the 30th birthday party of my friend's wonderful boyfriend, we're going to go party like rockstars because he is a fucking rockstar (no, really).
Sunday my liver is going to make a break for it, and try to take my kidneys with it. Once I can no longer imbibe anything due to my lack of organs, I'm sure I"ll get some drawing done.
Tonight is the 1 year anniversary for Act-I-Vate, the livejournal comics collective, awesomeness is impending, also, open bar is impending, which means trouble will follow.
Friday I'm working and seeing a friend's band play in Williamsburg (oy vey), but I'm excited because the boy I like is gonna meet me at work and go with me and... and.. Oh the dorkiness. I'm really happy.
Saturday is the 30th birthday party of my friend's wonderful boyfriend, we're going to go party like rockstars because he is a fucking rockstar (no, really).
Sunday my liver is going to make a break for it, and try to take my kidneys with it. Once I can no longer imbibe anything due to my lack of organs, I'm sure I"ll get some drawing done.