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I've been doing too much image surfing recently.

Or perhaps not enough.

And then I go through them and make macros out of some of them.

Some of these macros make no sense.

I find myself not caring.

In any event, here's one for you.

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I love you, ebay.

No, seriously.

Don't you believe me?

What will it take?

Should I buy this so you'll believe me?

I don't know who you are anymore.

My daily URL / pithy comment dump from Twitter...

( You want these links...don't you? THEY WILL AMUSE YOU. Click them for the children. You know the ones. )

Thank you, LoudTwitter, for tossing three or four links into the ether.

Bastard.

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Here's my submission for the jensartnight subject of "Post-Apocalyptic You":



Also, yeah, I know that I've been doing shitty drawings more than anything else lately.

For a vast number of reasons, life has been sucking pretty hard lately.

I can say, though, that there will be a So You Don't Have To recorded this weekend...and not at my house!

There are even two half-finished Sir Reginald stories on the desktop of my laptop...but time and motivation and things-that-don't-suck are few and far between right now.

There'll be other stuff, but seriously, life needs to let me catch my fucking breath first.

Smooches,

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