flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
So yesterday started off slow — I was going to go to my parents’ house, do laundry, visit Skippy the Cat and (if she’d let me) Meg the Grumpy Cat, go home, and do my Saturday post. However, Yesterday ended up being laundry-unexpected food truck festival-more laundry-run home and change-unexpected concert-unexpected socializing, so Saturday post did not so much happen. In exchange please accept this photo of Skippy chilling on his terr like a pimp:
And Meg pretending she doesn’t loathe me:
And also some drawings.
Licensing laws or restraining order? You decide!
So clearly the food truck festival was fun. While there, a roller derby girl tried to recruit my friend Val purely because of her amazing hair, although apparently the fact that she’s clumsy and also sometimes violent is good too.