Eww

Boys are icky and have cooties.  Oh, and nits.. can't forget the nits.
My job is draining my life force away-- no time for painty fun.
So I doodled a bit.  My ma and I played "police sketch artist" and she looks at someone in a magazine or on the computer and I ask questions.  Then I draw em.  Fun game.  HA
My tendons are tender.
Damn gravity.  Would be nice if I could float.