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No So You Don't Have To today, I'm afraid. I had to leave work halfway through the day with a migraine yesterday. I slept for many hours and then spent the rest of the night with that whole wad-of-cotton-balls-instead-of-a-brain feeling. Needless to say, I didn't get much of anything done, art or otherwise. It was dificult to finish some sent

WASHINGTON D.C. AREA PEEPS: I've already gotten several e-mails from people who want to get together with LWS and I while we're out there. If you're interested, drop me a line at MOXY att TMBG dott ORG. We'll shoot e-mails around and find a time we can get together.

On a Washington D.C. note,

fairyarmadillo and

dr_beep sent me one of the best toys ever, and yes, it says "Super Funny Children's Toys":

Irony is a warning sticker in French:

In the HOLY SHIT, SERIOUSLY? category, a benefactor who wishes to remain nameless has done an astonishing thing for me under the auspices of "investing in [my] future."

Looks like I'd better get serious about my truly shitty art art and about compiling the results into a book, doesn't it?

I wonder if anybody would buy it, outside of my regular, nutso readers. It's a weird feeling, having been given something like this. It's like there's a smidge of added pressure, knowing that you have this to work with. Not bad pressure, just a bit of pressure. No matter, what, though, I'll keep doing "art" because I love it, not because I need to sell it.

Next stop, a proper art program tutorial...

Smooches,

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