There’s supposed to be a few updates here by now, but my phone got disconnected. Stupid reasons really. Most significant is probably I got a million things on my mind right now, and the last thing I want to deal with are bills. Freaking fucking bills. I’d rather not see them, touch them, or even know they exist. But I try to at least acknowledge their existence and tolerate dealing with them with as much minimality as possible. Is minimality a word? I don’t know. If it is, great! If it isn’t, consider it invented. By me. I’m putting that down on record right here. Is there any money in it? There should be, dammit.
My phone, and Internet, should be coming in shortly. In the meantime, I’m in an Internet cafe with no coffee, surly, irritated and annoyed. Freaking music they play here. Jeez. Yeah, I don’t care if they see what I’m writing, freaking hovering behind me.
Working on Timawa right now, part 11. I get two pages mostly lately. But that’s OK. I need a lot of extra time right now for Elmer, as well as a few additional income generating things. Holy shit things are tight now, aren’t they? Holy crap. Very tight. I gotta go. See you all later.