Okay, before I go to sleep, these are the remaining wounds from that motherfucker thorn bush. Maybe next time I decide to rip branches out of the ground to save baby ducks, I’ll wear thicker gloves. But for now, I’m gonna let my blood cells or antibodies or whatever the fuck my body has in it to reject those stupid thorn splinters.
Also, I just downloaded The Wonder Years’s new album. Very impressed with it so far.
Got more colour/shading done today.
This is a thing that just happened.