
I appear to have wrenched my neck. Life is suffering.

I appear to have wrenched my neck. Life is suffering.

I’m busy with a thing, so you’re getting that same little critter that I’m drawn a million times before.

So tired. Falling asleep.

I think that this is one of those parasitic bugs that plagues small villages.


It can see into your brain. I now knows all your turn-ons and turn-offs.