Big spider crawling up the wall, that no one seems to want to touch right now. Icky.
Well, Mr. Scratchy, I'm going to give you a first name. I'm going to start calling you Herman. As in the Munsters. After all this time, I think it's okay. Mr. Herman Scratchy... it works for me.
Okay, Herman, how was your day? Did you have to kill any large spiders? I imagine you reading this right now, laughing at what I just wrote. It's time to lighten the mood. The mood around here has been sort of blah all week.
So, Herman, I imagine you reading this right now, having maybe been out to a soccer game, because it's not time for hockey yet... lest not where I am. I imagine you are dressed in those pajama bottoms, a very large mug of tea in hand as you avoid a large stack of research notes you have to do for something. I like the idea that I'm a distraction from your real life. It's a cozy idea.
I imagine, that you are drawing superheroes just to relax and unwind. I think you'd be an excellent comic book artist.
Okay, Herman, I would like to ask what was up the last few days, as the right side of my body has been scratched off. Is everything okay? Should I worry?
Anyways, Herman, I will wish you a good evening if you're reading this before 3am, and a good day if you're reading it after getting home from somewhere after 3am.
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