Hey, just here sayin' I'm not dead. Nor did I quit drawing. Didn't get my hands cut off either. Pretty sure I didn't get a frontal lobotomy (but I do have a bottle in front of me).
I've just been busy with stuff. REAL STUFF. Not "SHIT JUST GOT REAL" kind of real, just real life kind of real. Can't support myself just drawing gals of generous girth (though I appreciate the commissioners), gotta do jorb stuff.
Speaking of commissions: I have a list, and I check it more than twice. I diagnosed myself with OCD using webmd. I may also have the rickets and something called 'monster mash syndrome'. I don't have bone-itis, so screw every one of you that wished that upon me. I will get to my commissions as soon as I can, but my jorb makes me oh so tired. When I get through those, I'll start begging for more people to pay me to draw silly things.
Or I could just NOT get them done because the Mayan Ragnarokalypse was a few days late and we've been all swallowed by an elder god. Whatever.
Also, happy festivus or whatever holiday is happening around now. Happy Steam Sales? Sure, let's go with that.
Happy Steam Sales,
-Idle-Minded
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Listening to: Steam Sale
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Reading: Steam Sale
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Watching: It's Always Sunny
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Playing: Steam Sale
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Eating: Steam Sale
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Drinking: Steam Sale