I have been especially fertile with drawings and ideas as of late, and all of them are sassy.
This one is a shout out to the person who I would most likely wish to fall into a planter instead of talking to… which would be a stunning award to receive actually. But somehow, there are never planters when he’s around… never even a potted plant. Anyways with him in mind I make this simple wish:
Like so alone, that I forget the annoying voice you have, and maybe even your annoying face. Like so so alone, that I could brag to Superman about my straight up dandy solitude.
I’m working on a really important doodle right now, and *hint hint* it’s about my wonderful friend Isabel. While it is not done right now I feel sad neglecting the doodle-hood of the internet… So I drew a pony. A pony that wants to be shared with the world.
And in related news Isabel is trying to lure me into leaving the San Gabriel Valley for the lush oceany wonderland of San Diego. And it does sound promising. My Brother and Sister-in-law are luring me with Seattle. For some reason I’m eternally lured to Chicago. And somehow Christine and I ended up discussing Boston. Does anybody else have any ideas of where I should relocate? Maybe France? Australia? The Moon…. of Jupiter?
All I know is that I can’t stay where I am anymore. I just know I won’t make it. I don’t know whether to put a song in this place to describe how I feel about where I am at work and in life or a picture. But since my picture idea can have Jim from “the Office” I’m going to go with picture. And if you watch “the Office” even the context of this picture is right:
I need advice to figure out what I really want, I guess. Or a transfer to Stamford.