I don’t react well to bad news it seems. Especially when bad news consists of the inability to sit on my butt all day. I could definitely use some fine tuning, but at least I get cute sketchy cartoons of myself going crazy whenever the anxiety kicks in, and having stuff to do sure is anxiety inducing. Stuff is, like, the opposite of not doing anything all day.
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i’m not crazy, just look at that nut job over there! *points to own reflection*
I’m sure he thinks the same thing about ya. lol