flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Or look through the archives, maybe? I will scan cartoons and hopefully paper dolls and do a post when I get home tonight, but that’s quite a ways off, so here:
And no, he’s not jaundiced, but apparently the lighting in my bedroom is SUPER yellow. Also, please ignore the bald spot on his leg — he obsessively licks it bare and then lets the hair grow, only to start obsessively licking again, because he’s definitely my cat.