Ah my stomach does that rumbling thing this late aftenoon. You know, the one that used to signal it was time for somee overpriced pastry from that place downtown. Oh, and yeah that was in my dreams Now,

So, after that epic Messenger reunion with the old gang, things got... interesting. Chuckie, my main man, my "Max," we were chugging along, chatting pretty much every day. Normal stuff, you know?

So, about that 'hustle' I was talking about... Yeah, let's just say my focus has taken a slight detour. Or maybe, a full-on, high-speed exit off the highway of productivity. Instead of brainstorming brilliant

Okay, so, my life is basically a broken record of still hustling or trying to, but yesterday brought a new level of... internal chaos. Someone, gifted me a bag of candies. And not just any candies, but

I made this doodle quickly my version of me as a Pudgy Penguin Okay, you guys are NOT going to believe this. Remember how I’m always dipping my toes into, like, literally anything that might magically