Sleepy? Hungry? Gassy? Gassy? Is it gas? It’s gas, isn’t it?

First day of the second week of the play. Adrian and Kathryn and Mr. Slater came to see the theatrical shenanigans. Good show, but I was feeling gassy. Then when I got home for some weird reason, out of nowhere, I get a shooting pain up my back. This will make it difficult to draw. We’ll see how it goes. I’m off to try that right now.

I could post something else that would be more entertaining – maybe a rant or something, but instead I’ll just go draw, and let you fill in the blanks. Grab your favourite crayon: _____________________________________________________________
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