Angel of Trade.

It took everything I had not to go back to bed after workout yesterday morning…

Wednesday, January 31

It was a rushed day.

And I only had one new comic waiting on me in my box at Rock Bottom Books. Sad face.

Thankfully, Lucky pointed me at this.

Today is Thursday.

My usual craziness will combine with payday and the arrival of my third beehive to form a sort of Voltron/chaos/shitstorm/fever dream/social experiment.

At some point I need to buy groceries and pay bills. Because grown up stuff.

But I kinda just feel like hiding from everyone and reading comics.

Ugh.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC