nail_boy

It's one of those months where karma decides that your credit isn't that good and so starts freely charging for a hefty deposit. Damn it. That's all I have to say. No bitching or anything, just damn it and now I'm moving on. Things may get better, keep your fingers crossed kiddos or you just might lose them. It's a fragile eggshell bridge I walk to the land of being okay but it hasn't shattered yet. I'm trying to get a colletion of leather accessories ready to put in a retail shop. I'm also working on my Christmas comic which will star the zombie-slaying queen of hotness Jem Suicide and your favorite, my brother, Monkey Skratch! Then there's a gift set of greeting cards, the holiday cards and a big holiday painting to kick off the cards. Oh, so goddamn much. I hurt now. If I don't get back to you right away, fear not! For it is not that I do not love you like I loves me the little tacos, for I do love them good, it's just that I have no internet right now and its all sorts of suck. But soon, hopefully.

May deliciousness rain upon you as babies rain upon trailer park hos.

the nail boy