You guys know I’m eventually starting a comic shop, right? Well, that’s happening in Varkmore Oklahoma. So I’m moving from Springhill, a town I’ve lived in for 18 years, to Varkmore. The trouble is, the guys who are helping me made all these assumptions about what’s happening so our plan was…um…well messy. At the same time, I’ve put in an application to a business in Varkmore, but they want me to fill our their own special application in front of them on the day I’m moving. So, I’m worried that I won’t be moved in time.

After Thursday, the day from hell, is done, I get to help my friends move into the same place I’m moving (it’s their pad, after all), and then clean their old place…Basically, it doesn’t look like I’m going to be drawing for a while is what I’m getting at.

What’s weird is, even tho I have no job, it doesn’t look like I’m going to be able to rest for quite some time, which sucks cuz I don’t know if I’ll even get this weekend off or anything. Isn’t the point of being jobless NOT WORKING?!?! So, bleh.

Well, you take the good, the bad, them all, and there you have the facts of life. Sit, Booboo, sit. Good dog.

Guys, I’m outta here. I’ll see you when I see you.

Peace ouch, until then.