flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Last week was sparse, I know, but I’m really hoping to get all the way through Collins’ proposal this week. I’m going out of town on Sunday for eight days, so no guarantees what will happen while I’m gone.
I redrew this way more times than it deserves, because there is no damn way to keep a cartoon otter from looking cheerful. Facepalming is the only reasonable solution.