That’s how long it took to blurt out the rough draft of the latest story. There’s quite a bit of refining to be done still, so I’ll get started on that either Saturday or Sunday, when my eyes are fresh.
Guess I did the MySpace version of drunk dialing last night. The funny thing was that I wasn’t drunk, just mildly buzzed. Still screwed with my spelling, though.
The short list of artists for Saint James is getting shorter. This probably means I’ll still be searching when Comic-Con rolls around in July. We’ll see how it goes.