I predict myself doing absolutely nothing this year. Just like the last few years of my sad little existence. Oh woe. Woe.
In my head I am a god, ruling the planet and smiting those who look at me funny. But in reality I am just a lazy fat f**k who puts everything off because I can. So there. Take that.
Seriously, though, I would like to do something with that Shima comic. Maybe actually writing something coherent. And sketches. And possibly the front cover. Don't want to go too crazy. It might inflate my already bloated schedule of sleeping, eating, and playing games. Can't have that.
Other award winning mystical items of pure golden delisciousness might also appear here. Stay tuned to possibly not see them.
I have no idea why lately everything in my head comes out as sarcastic a-holery.
Grr, my dog tells me she needs to go out by trying to rip off my sleeve. And my shoes. D=< Bad puppeh!
Listening to: Deftones
Eating: Tina's burritos because yum
Drinking: Hot Tea