WHAT?!

Apparently, Pringles makes pickle-flavored chips. They don't taste as good as the real kind.

So, to business.

What business? You've spent all day writing and watching 3rd Rock From the Sun. 

Shut up, Claudia.

Yes, business.

I've been drawing a lot lately. Every so often I drop into a flurry of doodling and sketching, and then abandon it a few days later in favor of Internet-surfing. I might draw a lot, but that doesn't mean any of the things I draw are proportionate to each other. And I can't draw people that look like real people (I drew a poster for my Screnzy script, and Count Brussels looks nothing like Joseph Gordon-Levitt.)

I'm sensing a theme here…

Shut. Up.

But I'm still very proud of my drawings. And I'm getting pretty good at drawing Daleks now! …If by "good" you mean "they don't look like salt and pepper shakers anymore."

Wasn't there originally a point to this post?

Yes! No. Wait, yes. At least, I think there was…

Was it that you're mad because you can't find your sketchpad?

Probably.

I'm mad because I can't find my sketchpad. And I want to know where all the little goblins are taking my things!

You forgot to give the nice people something awesome today.

Yes, of course. Here. Here is your stupid awesome thing.