I think I'll go watch Men in Tights

I'm sleepy, moody, and once more pissed off that I was born into the female gender.

OW. SON OF A BITCH, OW.

Okay, that's out of my system for the time being. How about a sketch, eh?



More or less a self portrait. Because I have awesome hats. And they are;
- my FANTASTIC hounds-tooth-esque cockney paper boy hat. With my peacoat and fingerless gloves, all I need is a heavy accent.
- my super-cool pinstripe fedora. That only problem with it is that is makes people hit on me. Especially lesbians... :/
- My Trigun hat, 'cause face is, that cat is amazing.
- and my Sherpa hat. 'Nough said.

Also some little details that go into some of my quirks, but I don't feel like explaining them.

Oh yeah, dry heaves aren't fun.