It’s like Janus, if you replace ‘being a god’ with ‘footnotes.’
One of the sorrows pictured is currently: ‘Where’s my favourite shirt gone?’
Filed under “introspection is a thing other people should do”
I have a 100% reliable posting schedule. Honest.
“I’m still not Demetri Martin, you say?”
“Bugger.”
Am I Demetri Martin yet? No?
Oh.
I made this with a pen shaped like a flamingo.
According to people I know, it’s also useful for sounding ‘truthy’.
I haven’t slept much recently. Maybe you can tell.
And they eat all the beef.
File under ‘Christmas Discoveries.’
I may or may not be eating drinking pesto as I write this.
And it’s all just an attempt to disguise how little experience/familiarity/goodfulness you actually have.
