Time moves slow when you sleep too much.

At the same time, it sort of moves past you too fast. I need me some excercise, some activity. Might take a walk. Walks are good. Once I get this lethargy out of my system, maybe I'll finally settle down to getting some more of my sketches up online. We'll see.

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I put it to you:

What is wrong with moustaches? Eh?

For Every Problem, a Solution (4)

God as depicted throughout the ages. No Alanis Morissette, and, no, that isn't ironic.

My room is a mess, my painting unfinished.

...and I still haven't found a good alternative to my scanner with its missing power-cord. Almost finished with this painting, though. I just need to put in a bus seat in front of and behind the passenger. Incidentally, the Seattle Metro buses have the ugliest upholstery I can remember seeing, and I spent five years working at a used furniture store.

Pointless Man

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