Computer fixin' gigs have been few and far between lately, so I hooked up with a certain third shift at a certain distribution center to fill in the money gap. Never let it be said that I'm not versatile.
Almost as good a workout as when I lived in Galveston and rode my bike twenty miles a day. And $45 a night is good money, I guess. Pays the bills, anyway. The non-art continues, though, and that's not the way I planned it. Aeris is my co-pilot, what can I say?
Note to self - DRAW SOMETHING THIS WEEKEND.