Last year kicked my ass.
This year, well, I'm thinking of coming up with an illustrated version of that. Quite a time. And we're only five months in.
I really didn't mean to disappear for over half a year. In November I somehow managed to get job. It's something I'm grateful for, and something that's really taken good swing at kicking me when I'm down. Blood, sweat, and tears, quite literally. Especially the blood. shudder. Things aren't looking good at the moment so I'm trying for another one that would be so much ace that I can't explain other than squee! Less chance of death or dismemberment as well. (it's not quite that bad, bu