I push my fingers into my ass…

It’s the only thing, that helps me masturbate

Tryin’ to see how many digits I can take

If I get in a thumb, I’m gonna nut so hard

I think I read that on Instagram. Anyways…

Things have, mercifully, been going alright lately. I’ve gotten into a decent rhythm between work, art, and Emi. I’ve slowly but surely been making progress on the MTC inks at home and the pencils on the next comic, now called “l Am Un Chien, and a Loser” (Chien for short) at work. I’ve also generated about 90 ideas for stories, erotic shorts, and essays so far.

While I’m still enjoying living this year relatively goal-free, given that I turn 40 next year, I am starting to work out some goals for the next decade of life. My main goals center around the aforementioned ideas I’ve been generating. I’d like to produce to completion at least 30 of each and publish them here on my page. I’d also like to periodically compile them into published compilations to sell as well. If I could sum up the overarching idea, it will be to get back to what I wanted to do back in high school that I lost track of oh so many years ago.

Graduating college, I seemed—at least in my mind—to be on track to make my dreams come true, but, if I’m being honest, I was already working to undermine myself. I was straying further and further away from the things that made me happy in favor of things I’d convinced myself would make me happy. Quite frankly, I’m kind of over that. I’m too old, too tired to care that much about things that don’t bring me happiness and, since I’m trying real hard to want to stay alive, I figure I should probably pay more attention to the things that make me glad to be alive.

In any case, dicks for listening!