Work drudges on, not being particularly bad, but still being fairly monotonous at times. But money talks, and money is what I need. So I slog on.
Talking to lots of random and not-so-random people here and there, such as the guys who work at Quiznos. I've become a regular there, so I usually have long chats with the fellows there. Good men, good men.
MSG Man 11's drawing is almost done. Often I still wonder why the hell do I keep bothering, with it, and I probably just seem like some silly twit who's working for nothing.
But then I tell myself it's something I just have to do.
Work drudges on.
Routine, routine, routine.
