All Stop

I have to confess this is a last resort at salvaging some sort of credible output for today. Was pretty stoked to work on sketches/do something this 3-day weekend, but so far its been a gamut of my ass growing roots versus trying to unclog my girlfriend’s massively clogged/shat-in toilet. So far, not so good.
Partly I blame this fucking macbook. It’s not mine. There’s no way I’ll buy a laptop again until I’m absolutely forced to reenter this century as a tech savy individual, but the downside to that is I can not tear myself away from a fucking screen if one’s around. When I’m at my place, no problem. Not one there, no cookie jar of idleness to dip into.
Actually I don’t even know why I’m still over here. It’s pretty depressing for me over here. Big, new development part of town where everything looks like it was designed by Robocop (with pan-asian eyelids). At least my neighborhood is kinda trashy and a complete pain in the ass to do anything in. Cheap too, that helps.

Ah, fuck it.