I'm back! The laptop is hanging in there for now. It's got an issue from before repair that's still happening, but I've got a fix to try in the morning when I attempt to turn it on again.

Tiny house is a trap.

Tricking myself into taking on important routines by turning my door into a quest board was a good move.

17 years ago, I drew a political cartoon of an eagle-faced dragon with a dollar for a tongue smashing the twin towers and saying, "Fuk teh Amerikan peeple." like some kind of internet shitbag.

17 years ago, I drove down to visit my brother because I wanted to smoke weed for the first time.

17 years ago, I bought Battle for Los Angeles by RaTM.

17 years ago, I stopped getting up Saturday mornings for cartoons. I didn't have the enthusiasm any more.

Skin is just a full-body sensitive sock.