Who's the naughty boy not updating his blog? Pontius Pilate! Oops, I mean Setsuled. Almost gave away my secret identity . . .
Seriously, folks, I'm feeling bleached. I drew a picture last night, first bit of productivity in "days". Why in quotes, asks you? Because of my weird ass sleeping schedule, because of meeting Trisa for dinner at 7am for days and waking up at 6pm. Pull it together, me.
Trisa drew a picture of me. I told her it looks a little like Lucien from Sandman, but that doesn't diminish me feeling happy 'bout it.