Give it a break...

Today was cloudy and gloomy...




Seriously... ˘-˘

My neck...

Hey guys...




It really hurts unless I hold my head like this. ._.

There was this time...

Let me tell you about this one time...





And the reasons for that decision* were because: A: I was smart, and B: I wasn't drunk. :)

*Unfortunately, knowing myself, the story will be told sooner or later... -.-

Not quite sure...

Are you unsure about something?




Hrm? ._.

Why is it sad though?

A kind friend made the following panel up for me really fast. Thank you! :D




But she did not explain why the apple is sad.

Is it sad because it was bitten?

Is it sad because it was bitten and then not finished?

Was is mushy or grainy inside and thus not worth eating?

Perhaps all of this condensed into a realization that it's a failure as an apple, and now, rather than being consumed and enriching the life and body of a person, its fate will be to lie at the bottom of some trash bin and slowly rot away or be fed upon by insects?

We may never know. ._.

There are some things I don't care for...

There are some things that I'm just not a big fan of.

Like...






Honestly, there's just not a lot of fun to be had with them. ._.

Inevitable Failure...

In a comment on my last post I was dared to draw a zombie.

I started a few times then just stopped.

I found myself hearing the voice of a head creature...




Its name is currently unknown.

It is formed, by you, in the back of your mind, where there is nothing but an ever-stretching waste of gray and black.

And if left unchecked, it will consume you*...

*By comparison the Kurkrug and the Metsgeg are pretty ok. ._.