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Chronic remorse is a most undesirable sentiment. It is as undesirable in relation to my art as it is in relation my bad behavior.

A land fill ate my plate and work ate my life. I feel more like an ill-tempered recluse than my usual buoyant self. For the sake of keeping my foot out of my mouth, I'm practicing the art of stfu. iow, I have been doodling half ass evil pictures and writing scatterbrained evil things; which i keep safely hidden somewhere on the internetts. I've got a stack of stuff that needs a little fixing up before I share. Hopefully this will happen soon. Have a fabulous day, cork suckers.

Tow your index finger back into your fist and give it a heartfelt shake. Then, ever so gently, get the fuck over it.