CONDENSED
this is my room. this is what i do my work in. which explains the craptitude of it. there's no air conditioning, no ventalation and no inspiration. my desk is tiny. it looks big, a vast desert of white laminate, but no, its tiny. it's like a mirage in a desert, but in reverse. it's a pool of blank, in a desert of clutter.
so i do my work on the dining room table. its better that way.
the reason im telling you all this, is because... uh... it's in my comic. my room is a part of my life, and personality, so it is important to the comic...
or any other generic lie you can think of.
iesso
so i do my work on the dining room table. its better that way.
the reason im telling you all this, is because... uh... it's in my comic. my room is a part of my life, and personality, so it is important to the comic...
or any other generic lie you can think of.
iesso
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