Mustache Win!

My best friend. Man, she's so great.

--m

This is Why I Can't Use the Internets by Myself

Hypochondriacs + the internet = disaster.

I have a funny bump on my finger (not wart) that looked like a callus but I couldn't figure out what would have given me that callus. Tonight I realized it was because I hold my pen differently when I draw. Yay not going to die after all!

Anyways, after that TMI, night!

--m

Noooo! (Alt. title: The Interwebs is Broken at Casa Octopod)

Lack of high-tech drawing tonight because there are interweb malfunctions chez octopod. Insert sadface here.

Tomorrow morning at 8am I get to talk to Apple about a b0rk3n Time Capsule. It's so broken it's b0rk3n.

And this is what my drawings would all look like if I had no tablet to draw with. I need to get my Intuos a gift or something. I always remember exactly how much I need it when it's gone*.

-m

* gone = downstairs, where I am too lazy to go and get it.