Oh Shit

Last night I planned on posting about cosplaying. Either that or my progress on Vincent. I was even going to mention my issues with trying to use Paintstorm Studio on a regular iPad Air.

Then I woke up late this morning to the sounds of the Jock Flock downstairs. They usually don't show up until Friday night or on a weekend, but for some reason Bucket is home and dragged the rest of his flock for a midweek Xbox shitstorm. Sometimes I really wish my mom didn't install that T-1 line for Dad's home office. Now they all come here to game.

I pretty much don't care. I ignore them, they ignore me. And since I didn't eat much yesterday after putting in some serious time with Vincent, I went down to grab a bowl of cereal. 

That's when I almost ran right into Twitch.

He said hi. Okay, he said "Sup." I think I acknowledged him. 

Bleh. 

Why the fuck do I care that I went down in my plaid PJs and my You Smell Funny t-shirt?

I dunno. I think I'm gonna text Lex, or maybe Sam. Fucking Sam is nowhere to be found now that she has a boyfriend though. So maybe Lex.

Anyway, here's today's entry and I'm working on another illustration but I can't be bothered to post it right now.