Well, there’s been no dreams lately. Most probably from lack of sleep which has lead me to believe that the sandman missed his bag of sleep dust and threw cocaine at me.
But the lack of sleep has been replaced by an incredibly rush of comics. Go check it out on PoB. Shameless advertising is really my thing isn’t it?
I don’t know what else to say honestly. I think I felt like there’s should be some posting to show that I’m still half alive. Not that I’m dying or anything. Or, I wouldn’t know if I am, haven’t been to the doctors in a while.
Is this what I’ve become? I say I have nothing to post about but then I start rambling? I can’t deny it.
And now on the fourth consecutive night I see the night become day. How fun!
And to end this post.
I’m sorry for being so sexually attractive that i ruined the t-shirt