September 11, 2020 by sandwichcontrol
Yep. The best kind of pajama party.
It’s because I can sit in a cloud of my protein shake farts in peace and not be judged by anyone else.
Yesterday was another blur of a day.
This week is flying by.
A giant fucking whirlwind of me not knowing what day it is.
It’s going by so quickly that I have no memory of taking the photo yesterday…
I’m fairly certain that it happened somewhere in between taking a client’s car to the shop and taking GooGoo for her check-up.
But I’m not a hundred percent.
Coffee with the Blacksmith was awesome.
He surprised me with a belated birthday/wedding present.
He had a comic artist we both really like turn one of mine and Jitterbug’s wedding photos into a comic-style panel.
It’s so fucking rad.
Perhaps everything started to blur because of all that coffee I drank…
Today is Friday.
I’m going to attempt to catch up on all that stuff that I kept forgetting to do all week.
If only I could remember what it was.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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