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54 days to San Diego Comic Con. I’ve been laid off from my job, I’m selling plasma, I’ve got books to send out all next week (a big chunks already gone out) and I’ve got boxes and boxes of drawings I’d like to see go. I’ve got comics to draw, two kids to take care of, some random business stuff to do. I’m 231 pounds, and for the last week I’ve been doing the 7 minute workout for the last couple days and it feels really good. I had a bit too much candy and some Mountain Dew at the last day thing at work, at age 29 that stuff just seems like a lot of crap. Lots of good things, lots of things that need improvement. I’m tired of poring over Gawker blogs to little effect. I’ve finished catching up on Breaking Bad (very good) and I’ve carelessly waded into the middle of too many books and projects. Okay, ending rant. I hope to have a good followup to this in July. Cheers and God Bless.
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