DÍA NUMERO DOS
I seriously don't know how I'm awake right now. That 14 page paper from hell combined with a lack of good sleep is hitting me hard. Seriously, this is one beat (and somewhat lonely) panda! Thusly, I have reached the conclusion to end my week by doing absolutely nothing except draw more 90s cartoons and angry babies. Ew. Babies......
Uhhhh..... Can you say struggles? |
Courage The Cowardly Dog.... Can you say Boss status? |
Regardless of this nonsensical tangent, the point is, I successfully completed Day 2 (aka Día Numero Dos) of my Thousand Days of Happiness. Wow, that's cheesy. *Note to self: In the very little productive off-time you have, a new title must be created! Can't be soundin' like a hippie up in this joint. THAT AIN'T ME* Tangents are rampant today.
ANYWHOOZLES
I hope everyone was able to enjoy today like I did. Even if it was the most overcast day of the year, you stepped in dog feces, or got accosted by a Jesus-loving, sign-waving, pamphlet flinging psychotic, I bet that you found something to make it worthwhile. I hope you read cozy book by the windowpane, bought yourself a brand-spankin'-new pair of kicks, or got a pamphlet asking where Jesus has touched you..... I hope you let that inner sun shine. Doodoodoodoo.....
PS I totally got a pamphlet that asked me that once. Pretty much couldn't stop laughing for like three days.
PPS Finally don't have to thank Google images! Like a boss son.