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SO… Hi.

Wow. FAIL. What’s it been? Nearly an entire MONTH without a single post? I am so, so sorry guys. : ( I wish I had a good enough reason for my absence here, but really it’s just been your garden variety inertia and quibbling with bratty art materials that used to cooperate. I will post something new again soon (SOON=THIS WEEK, DAMET.)

Disclaimer: This is how I feel about plain soy milk, but just a few hours after inking this, I had the pleasure of trying Silk <3 Apparently, flavored soy milk drinks are really quite lovely : ) Problem is they give me gas like a senior citizen with fickle guts and a hankering for beans. Although again, SILK really is delicious… too bad I can’t stand the regular stuff. Hee..

I’m sorry for the sudden hiatus. If you’re reading this, thanks for being so patient and for being so faithful. You rock, and I love you.

Yes! Yes I can!

I’m cheating; I don’t own a tub.

I actually drew this little thing earlier today when I wasn’t feeling too hot… I had only slept a handful of hours and woke up promptly 3 hours after with bloodshot eyes. Ah, Such is life after having marathon’d US of Tara ’til the break of dawn @_@ God the series is just so riveting. It was so damn hard to break away from John Corbett’s Air Supply belting and Showtime’s general sexy raciness. Oh my loins.

Either way, the rest of the day only got better from then on 🙂 Fatigue aside, I had a pretty awesome day… It never fails to wind me whenever I hear genuine appreciation for my work here on CerealSat. It’s so wonderful. I only wish I could express just how grateful I am for my friends and unexpected readership. I’m all set with new goals and CONCRETE ones too. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

Now it’s time to slip into a peaceful coma. I love you guys; Good night world.

I love you, baby, but no.

Last Friday, Giz got himself a hair cut…

Yaya Nonette, God bless her cranky soul, is Gizmo’s old yaya. She’s efficient, sharp as a whip, and she loves The Sangco dogs so much, I’m willing to bet she loves ’em more than people. Also, as you can see here, she tells it like it is with little remorse.  I love her. hehehe

Whoo! Boobs on a Monday

I know I promised this Sunday (or my name is Mud, which it is, apparently) but our internet crashed some time around midnight and I was unable to upload the new goods 🙁 Either way, I’m here now and I promise-promise that I’ll try harder to be more consistent with uploads- new schedule and hours be damned.

In other news, it’s Monday and we’re out of coffee. I’m drinking the instant kind that tastes like over sweetened, bitter crap, and I’m feeling downright murderous. Ah well, at least the floor’s quiet. ‘Morning all! See you soon.

Cue music!