Maybe there's just a bit of nostalgia tipping my perceptions, but I'm pretty sure I painted way more when I was in college.

Perhaps it was the atmosphere, or the time, or perhaps I'm wrong. Though I've been submitting much less I've also been doodling a lot, enough that I should do a sketchdump just so I don't look back on this sketch of time and feel useless.

I've doodled ceremonial power armor for the Jhoutigari, for my character Manul. I've doodled a demon named Maiden, several iterations of Hunters of the Grandmaster of Light, and so on. A couple of them made it here, but they had to get through the expansive coloring process first. I tend not to submit uncolored works anymore, I realized how important it is to have a piece as finished as you can emotionally/chronologically/physically manage.

It's nice to have a job, and to have earned one. It's nice to live with Sam. Since Thanksgiving got miffed by Christmas this year I'll give it a shoutout by putting it right here, far into what is these days Christmas Territory. Happy Thanksgiving yall, may it last every day of the year and survive as a holiday about family rather than capitalism.

Projects, yes, many projects. I made great headway in the book. Seems like whenever I start making good progress I catch the writing bug and write the outline for another story. Mind you, it benefits my main one in terms of skill and keeping facts straight, but it's still such a pain. On top of that I'm intending to embark on a massive programming quest soon. I've done little things here and there since graduating, nothing worth showing but all tests of concept, such as a water physics simulator that worked pretty close to Terraria.

Wish me well. Wish me luck. You and me got some ass to kick in this world and destiny calls.