MedusaJuice

Wow, I've been gone a long time.

I might make a comeback.

Maybe. Idk.

SORRY FOR THE SHITTY SCAN QUALITY AS OF LATE, YOU GUYS

I CAN'T PROMISE THAT IT'LL GET ANY BETTER, LOL

DAMMIT

When I get off of my lazy keester and open up the collage crate, that is.

So I've just rediscovered how hard drawing actually is. I am by no means an artist in that respect (or, lol, by any measure for that matter), but I've always loved to doodle. Now I remember why I gave that shit the fuck up, ahaha.

I can't even seem to pull off the ironic "so bad it's good" technique a lot of modern hipster artists employ. I tend to steer closer to the "so bad it makes you want to gouge out your eyes with knitting needles" end of the spectrum. And yet I'm stupid enough to keep doing it.

Might my insatiable appetite for concocting abysmal artistic creations bear semi-palatable fruit someday? It seems doubtful, but you won't catch this faux-art ho quitting any time soon. Bam!

Goodwill, how could you let me down, having not the usual boon of frayed textbooks to offer me? And Mission Mart, how could you sell out of old National Geographics like that (and not even bother to call me after that passionate night in Rio)? Love me, leave me! Woe, I am betrayed!