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So, about 30 minutes since my last post and I just found another 2 pictures I done a few days ago to add here, oh lord.

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Hello blog.
How are you?

I haven't done anything productive for the past 3 months.

Nothing at all.

Been trying to draw something that actually looks presentable to people, but I can't draw.

However, things have been looking up.

I've recently REDISCOVERED Harry Enfield and Chums (shit is hilarious) and got my sleeping back in order (late nights and early afternoons). I also have a kitten on the way for when I move out of this godforsaken house-that's-actually-quite-nice-to-live-in.
His name is Ultra Magnus and he is small and black.
Work is still boring. Stacking shelves and cleaning chiller cabinets really isn't my idea of a career. And the old people also annoy the hell out of me. Oh god, they ask for the most ridiculous things.

So, anyway, picture here is something that enjoys ruining flower beds and other types of garden shenanigans.

Enjoy.

Lawns and Jam

So, today I thought I would post a list of things I hate about work.

Unfortunately, I could only really think of the one.

Old people.

Old people that seem to be oblivious to everything thats ever happened ever.

Old people that still try to pay in shillings and tupence.

I hate old people.

Celebraties Of The World

These are some of the few celebraties I cannot draw.

Oh, sweet betrayal, thou art any different today

Jose is a silly man for setting up his pinata friend.

Well, I feel like crap. Too much Relentless. Here's some 30 second 'art'. It's a giraffe man.

Lost me other sketch book thingy as well, so everything is shit.

Good Evening One And All

You open your eyes. You're in a room. You're in front of a computer. You've stumbled upon this blog.

You're scared. You don't know what's happening. You don't know how you got here.

Did you click on a link by accident? Did someone give you this address? Were you redirected from a rickroll just in the nick of time before you started internet screaming at the immature 12 year old that sent you it on 4chan?

You can't remember.

All you know is that you're here.

Welcome to my blog.



Hi, how are you?