Malum et Bonum

Okay now that I don’t feel like throwing up… few resumes sent out, got in contact with two old coworkers, one of which knows that her place needs assistants, so with luck… hopefully something pans out this following week.

Otherwise, guess its keep looking and open commissions. 

Speaking of which… still got some to finish.

Let it be said, anything that is running Windows 95 and or requires a fucking serial mouse to work, needs to be taken out back and put out of it’s misery. 

But than again, it’s going into a 1 year old room, so given a week, it probably will finally die. 

Horribly.

Three starts and my brain has gone flat line on each right when I’m getting speed.  Fuck it, sore, tired, bless the notepad on my nook, but going to relax and try again another day.

askshi:

((I feel like I should write something smutty, since its been over an hour since I got that anon and my follower count hasn’t changed. After all, I am evidently memorably disgusting. I’d hate to disappoint my angry watcher, since I assume they’re just frozen by disgust and anger over my posts.))

Can… can I?

<_<

>_>

And likely upon saying that my brain goes THHHHHPPPPPPPPPBBBBTH in terms of coming up with anything decent.  But boy howdy I’m willing to try.

I don’t even think that made sense, or my reading comprehension is completely borked at the moment… soooooo… taking that as a sign to get my weird ass to bed.

Night nite all.