ConsciousChaos

Sorry I haven't updated, at all, I'm still trying to find a job in this damn city.

I'm back, with a vengence. THEME MUSIC!!! Had some good times in P-Town. Just working, mostly, the rest of my time was spent doing... things. Incriminating things, so, we won't be mentioning them. Most of my time was spent jamming with my bro, Doug Jim. Wicked guitarist that boy is. We're anxious to start a full band, but we need one more guy, at least. Good times. As far as my artwork goes, I haven't picked up a pencil in about two weeks. I'm going to start again and should be updating shortly.

Well, the comic con flopped. And, I'm going to have to take a break, simply because I won't have any internet for a little while. I have to move back in with my parents because my roommates got a wild hair up their ass, and decided to leave me homeless. God, I know I'm on my own at the age of eighteen, and it's perfectly normal to live at home at that age. But, I was doing just fine. Lord knows I didn't have much money, and sometimes I could barely afford to eat, but I was surviving. Until they decided to do this to me. That's right, I worked my ass off to build a more-or-less comfortable lifestyle, and it's destroyed by some trust funders.