Well, I am. And Beer Slaw is passed out on the couch, so he's also technically home. But it's pretty quiet.
It's also after midnight. I had planned to paint for a while, but now I'm doing this. Hmm.
It appears as though motivation/inspiration has finally struck. I'm stoked.
I had a dry spell of a number of months, so finally feeling like creating shit is awesome. I've painted, I've been drawing almost every day. These things are good.
Also, with the re-introduction of the mighty ganja into my life, I've been baking up a storm, this is also good. Gotta keep the room mates fed.
Beast is getting fixed soon. She has fleas, though. That shit sucks. Especially since I've already treated her for them and she got them again....
I went to Outcast today, had a chat with Chris, concerning the future of the shop and my involvement with it. I expect to go back there soon. I've spent too much time frigging around, I might as well get back to work. Can't run a tattoo shop if I'm not there.
And so, my career presses forward. Amen to that.
