I decided to try drawing this story, mainly because Sam sent me too many comics to my inbox today, and I figured that my sketchpad should be used for its original purpose, rather than a to-do list.
So I work at home at least for half of the week, and this results in a mild carelessness when it comes to hair grooming, and we all know how much I value my luscious hair. It also results in these artful pieces here:
I had to hold Evee close to me for that entire sale's pitch, hoping he'd end soon, so I could go inside and retreat back into the darkness in front of my computer.
He also tried to sell me on HD to which I had to tell him how I don't believe in HD, because if I didn't, all of my reality shows and sitcoms would look too real, and all sorts of problems would arise if I started to realize that those people on TV are actually real people.
He didn't care.