My head is spinning. I think that the chemicals at work (i.e. the epoxy they put down on the counters to prevent 10 gallons of water from soaking in {ok ok more like 9 gallons}) is affecting me in weird ways. Midway through work I started coming up with a variation of a Christmas Song. If I can mentally handle it I will post each piece of the song here (along with a drawing).

Hopefully I will be able to pull my act together and stop playing on the computer and start painting and drawing (outside of class) again.

I think Bob is a good name for an adventurer, right?

The Industrious Captain of the Harem