This is where I bitch and complain about my lack of commitment to posting silly entertainment for your british eyes only.
Did I tell you my man steppd on my scanner? I bet I did, too. Well, he stepped on my scanner, which I had figured out, and broke it, then found me a new one, which I haven't bothered figuring out. I am bad. With machines and all. Bad.
But I'm getting settled into my new place, eh, and I gotta make a website this month, because people seem to be wanting me to seem more serious, I mean about the art, and I never want to link to my DA 'cause of all the nasty old scrap I can't bother to delete. I need a dorke.com to write on my buisness cards. So Ima be making shit and scanning it soon, promise. I gotta, 'cause an other En Masse type of project is about to come to life, and it'll happen at a music festival, so contracts ahoy but maybe I shouldn't talk about it yet, so I'll shut up 'bout it already.

Got my chinese boss into grunting "MEAT" like Kowalski does in Ren and Stimpy [link] . There's a Ben&Jerry's ice cream shop next to our Sushi Shop so we get to see warm ladies licking and licking away, which makes him incredibly horny. Two days ago he was going on grunting a high-pitched "LICK THE MEAT" and it was hella precious. Amazing I tells ya.

I go do groceries, get some Jameson and start packing for CAMPING! Hurray!