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Holee shmolt.

This cannot be July. It can’t. This is unheard of. Every year at this point — every year — we’re slogging through a heat wave. It’s 100 degrees every day, the skies are cloudless, the grass turns brown, and it lasts for so fucking long that i literally can’t remember what cool and cloudy feels like.

This year?

Cool and cloudy.

There’s something happening here, what it is ain’t exactly clear. I just took the pups around the block, and i didn’t see a single living soul. It’s overcast. It’s cool. There’s a breeze. And there were tons of large croaking crows wheeling about. This feels more like a Stephen King book than my life ever has. It’s wonderful but slightly unsettling… and if things continue like this, i’m going to get my hopes up that we’ll finally have another EPIC WINTER.

Fourth of July, nothing but clouds and rain and cool in the forecast. You don’t understand, this doesn’t happen here.

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Yeah. I’m still talking ’bout the weather. My life is that boring. The most exciting thing happening — apart from drawing for money — is that i’m watching all the old episodes of Star Trek. Yeah, the original series with Kirk and Spock and Bones. I’ve always wanted to do that.

So far? Awesome beyond words. Except why does Yeoman Rand disappear?

Why don’t women still get beehive hairdos?

Meh.

Fuck, i love our new black work shirts. They’re slimming, stylish, and made of sturdier material. We all look so cool now, i can’t begin to describe the glory. Well, the other good news is that they can only take Muna’s post away, legally, if she’s gone for more than 12 weeks. And she should be back in five or so. So she should be safe. Whether or not Dahir can survive working with random people, that remains to be seen…

…oh, the Fourth of July. My tradition of working 16 hours that day will be upheld again this year. More people skip this holiday than any other, even Christmas. One of the morning girls has been gone for days, each day calling in with an excuse like “in a car that broke down far away from the city” and “then was in a different car accident but is medically fine.” It’s funny how that happens so often near holidays.

Hey, you want a foolie? I’ll give you a foolie. Here’s that fake thing i made for no reason at all. I think it’s funny.

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…and here’s one of my latest drawings, the kind that people actually pay me for.

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…the crazy thing is that after being on DeviantArt for over 10 years and winning enough fans, people are creating characters that were influenced by my earlier stuff. So instead of paying me to draw something out of the blue, they’re paying for more of the stuff that i would have drawn for fun anyway. I seriously used to give away drawings like that for free. Now i get remuneration.

If life gets better than this, i’m not sure how.

Bonk! Bonk! Right on the head, Mr. Lovey-dovey, bonk bonk!