eff mondays

couldn't deal with adulthood today, so i've called in. everyone else calls in sick -- i gotta cover for 'em -- fuggit today. i'd been hording my "sick days", but whatever. these things happen.

dirty stylus composed an original score for an animated short i submitted to a short film contest; i'll send up flares when it's up and ready for votes. it's really cool, i promise.

countdown to taxes deadline this week. will i make it this year? the suspense is destroying me...