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I made my Daily Doodle.
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Woah. Things just got meta.
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I made my Daily Doodle.
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Woah. Things just got meta.
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I am awake?
Also, my bed is HUGE!
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Whuh-oh. I’m awake early on a Saturday. This doesn’t bode well…
I’m feeling icky and tired.
That’s right, my spirit animal wears ugly brown shoes. Want to fight about it?
As we speak, by the waterfront in Lunenburg Nova Scotia, right nearby the house I’m staying, there is a three storey building burning down. I hear tell that it is not in fact the Foodland, but a building directly adjacent to the Foodland. I hope the Foodland doesn’t burn down. I don’t want to have walk all the way down to the Atlantic Save Easy, just to get milk.
Anyway, doesn’t this show how dedicated I am to my whole stupid “DOODLE EVERY SINGLE DAY” project? I should be running for my life, but I instead sitting here and drawing stupid junk.
I also got some pictures of the fire, but I don’t think that any of them turned out well. I have no idea how to shoot fire at night.
THE SAID THAT IT COULDN’T BE DONE.
THEY SAID THAT I WAS A MADMAN.
WELL WHO’S LAUGHING NOW, HUH?
WHO’S LAUGHING NOW!?