Some people will cut you 'til you're bleeding
But not me, 'cause I just wanna do it to myself

I'm just checking it up
Baby, one more time for you
Checking it up until the pile hits the sky
Well, even the best years are a waste of time
But baby, I'm a big star now

All these seasons, all this time
Spinning past 'til they leave you far behind
Lay me down in the circle where the spotlight shines
'Cause all this pleasure gets me high

I think I've felt every single emotion there is to feel in the past 48 hours. I've been so manic today, my word. I think I've been up since 4AM?

I will say, I just passed my 90 day probation at my job, so I feel comfortable mentioning what I do here explicitly and a little more often without worrying about someone trying to fuck with it: I have graduated from selling your grandparents cheap alcohol to fixing your grandparents' dirty, dusty Toshiba Satellites. I've learned a lot there so far; it's definitely a lot more pressure than my last job, but I enjoy it. I've finally settled in and I'm doing a pretty killer job, if the ESP numbers are anything to go by. (This has nothing to do with the Counting Crows song, as it's just a boring retail job. I just really like that one lately. The manic feelings, maybe closer to being related.)

Here, have a Cammy I drew this morning because I was fuzzy and missed him. I think, since Setter has the t-shirt and jeans comfy look going, I'll dress Cammy up a little more and make him a bit sleepier-looking to boot. This one didn't come out very large, so I can't do much with this drawing, and the sketchy coloring I did I think needs more practice—but then again, so does the way I draw Cammy period. I think it's super cute, and certainly a lot more solid than the last time I drew him in December of last year. Hooray for vaguely understanding heads now!

Alright, I gotta go get ready for work! On that saving money grind, yo.