So once again my epic burglar skills came in handy when my family locked me out of the house again! To bad I can break in easily! I'm like Freeman, cept I dont use a crowbar. Dead serious though, I do this 1-2 times every month, IDK why they do it, but I do know I am getting yelled at for the screen... OH WELL. I need to draw more stuff that isnt dead people. Finished my first draft of my first book the other week. Turning 21 next monday, go me. Have an equal amount of good and shit going on in my life, but I really dont feel like bitching about it, no one really needs to know. My kitty is all healed though, he gained like, 5 lbs and sleeps half the day, he misses his balls....
Peace Love and Napalm

PS Oh, and Squee, 'I HEARD that Curtis!'