I've been kind of lurkin' the past few days, but I haven't been exactly super cognizant (Or able to respond to anyone's comments coherently) considering I just got two DD sacks of fat taken off my chest and have been on a lot of different substances.
My surgery went super great, I didn't throw up, I didn't have to take any narcotics, I haven't been in any pain, and I was up and walking on Thursday just fine. And of course, my cursed tiddies are gone and now being burned in some biohazard facility.
I'm still kinda fucked up, I barely have enough energy to write this let alone draw the crappy sketch above, but I felt it necessary considering its New Year's (Which I didn't even realize until I checked Snapchat this morning) So don't expect a huge amount of activity from me over the next week, but I'll promise I'll start drawing again soon.
Now, I can't complain too much about 2017 from a personal standpoint, considering literally the best surgery ever just happened, but from an American standpoint...2017 was a teeny bit worse than 2016, which is a very high bar to set. I welcome 2018 with slightly pessimistic arms.

Also, if I'm allowed to, I'll post a pic of myself after I get my drains removed on Tuesday.