One Life, Tangled
This week's doodle is something I did a while ago and am posting now because I've had a dry week creatively due to a nasty case of the flu.
It's part of a series I did after a particularly messy break-up in which I was left for a lesbian. Nowadays I laugh about it because it's pretty much the only sane option.
It's part of a series I did after a particularly messy break-up in which I was left for a lesbian. Nowadays I laugh about it because it's pretty much the only sane option.
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Holy hell...If I could draw like that I wouldn't be doing THIS or a living.
How, Where are you?
I'm at Boxxes/Red Cap these days. I like a job where dignity is allowed and encouraged.
Just yesterday one of our chefs asked me why I'm wasting my time bartending when I'm obviously talented. I'm still not entirely sure what the answer to that one is.
You are not wasting your time bartending. You are ministering to the needs of us less fortunate souls. Like Jesus did - except you make a much better Tropical Suicide.
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