Kay, so the other day I was..-ahem- inspired. i'm not sure if "inspired" is necisarily the right word, as much as appauled is.. but ANYWAY

I'm working on a comic type thing.. i really should be doing some maor Outcast comics, but i am an idiot...


AND THE STORIES ARE AHCOMMING AS WELL. i swear to god i actually am working my ass off on zem (okay, that's a lie. shut up. I DO WHAT I WANT)

I know it's okay to gush over your first kiss, but what i said last journal was kind of rediculous.. lol. Sorry guise, you know i'm not usually like that... and that's actually what the upcomming comic is about... annoying girls that do what i did... X(

ME = HIPPOCRATE.

SO, how are things with you guise? New art comming? New friendsicles? Pissed off by all the gooey steriotypical love-shit in the air? yeah, me too. But at the same time, I am a victum of the viral infection in the air. (sounds kinda poetic, no? )And I don't mind. I'm still me, just happier.

LIFE AS A MARCHING BAND NERD ROCKS.

No joke. We're all weird as fuck. IT'S AWESOME.

SEE YOU LATER BITCHES.


BYEEEEE YALLLL