Employment.

It's official.  He hates me.  That's why he won't even give me a job at a friggin bookstore D: It seems like I'll really be working on the phone for the rest of the holidays.  Don't think I'll get to even listen to the inkspots then.  It sucks to be me.  At least MJ doesn't have to deal with people treating him like shit and writing about him touching guys anymore D:

Maybe I'll make a banner.  Don't think it'll be up anytime soon though.  Watercolouring didn't turn out as expected so I ditched the painting I was doing halfway.  I'm pretty sure it was the orangle fro that killed it.  Dunno.