Here’s a quick rundown of my day:

• 9:00 am to 9:15 am - Wake up. Trying to draw. Quit because called to the table for brunch.
  
• 9:57 am to 10:05 am - Trying to draw. Again. Quit because called to store to do retailing activities until 2:10 pm.
• 3:02 pm to 3:10 pm - Trying to draw. Again again. Quit because called to the nsfw blog to answer questions. Then quit THAT because called for grocery shoppin.
• 4:00 pm - Didn’t even attempt to draw. Avoided need to quit for dinner. I am so goddamned smart aren’t I.
• 5:00 pm - More nsfw sunday shit. Tried to quit for draw at 5:40 pm. Guess again dickhead.
• 6:00 pm - Bodily fluids evacuation time. [REDACTED]
• 8:00 pm - Even more lewd interactions. Whoopdee doo. No draw.
• 9:10 pm - No, I’m fucking done! I’m fucking done!! This is bullshit! This is fucking bullshit!! WHAAAAAT IS THIS?! WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT IS THIS?! WHAT IS MY LIFE?! …I can’t do it, Jon! I can’t fucking DO IT ANYMOOOOOOOOOORE!! …I appreciate it, but look at what we’re dealing with, man! WE GOTTA DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE!! YOU GOTTA DRAW A FUCKING LINE IN THE SAND, DUDE! YOU GOTTA MAKE A STATEMENT! You gotta look inside yourself and say, “What am I willing to put up with today?” NOT! FUCKING! THIS! 

Fuck all y’all I am drawing now t(-_- t)