Touch me. Touch me like you didn't touch me last night.

What's next?

Did a Sir Reginald last week, working on a bigger story, can't immediately think of a Fuckbrain Comic, and am in talks with several artists about collaborations...

What should I Interweb now? What will increase my Base Field of Monkeys?

Also, somebody please cut open my head, Athena is ready to be born, armor and weapons and all.

*ugh*

OH! WAIT!

You remember chuckdawg right? He wrote the magnificent Things That Will Never Happen bit, and often has very clear and level-headed and insightful things about politics?

Well, he's unlocked some of his fiction. Just a bit--not his Devil's Year stuff, which is fantastic but a work-in-progress--and you should go check it out.

It would help if he tagged things with words like "fiction" or something, but if you jump on his LJ right now, you'll find some of his Hank and Tim stuff, which is terribly good, particularly if you're drunk and depressed. Or hopeful. Or all three.

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If my fuckshitting headache goes away, I've got a skeleton of a short fiction in my head that I want to write for you. It's something without humor or sarcasm, Harini. Thought you'd like to know.

I'd planned on studying the games/puzzles SHONEN JUMP has had in the past so I can make some to sell to them, but I'm not certain my head is up for looking at puzzles, let alone making one.

I also have recent pictures to put up, but right now I'm just going to drink another fucking quart of water.

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