flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
The days kind of run together when I’m not working a set schedule. Anyhoo, who wants some tartan?
I have Lagerfeld on my list because someone mentioned him, but I just don’t think I can make any of my poor little characters play that disgusting fat-shaming mummy of a corpse. Screw you, Lagerfeld. You chose Slytherin, and now you don’t get a cartoon.
In other news, I need to come up with a badger drawing, stat.
My life is filled with important deadlines.