HEY GUYS! So, I just realized...I haven't written one of these little man tits in a long time. And yes, man tits is both a noun, verb, and adjective (at least in my world that is). I feel really bad because I've been around, I'm just a lazy little sumbich, and haven't taken the time to write one. Uhm, I don't really know what to talk about, considering the fact that my life is pretty boring at the moment. I'm currently in softball, and am my team's left fielder. I mean, I also catch for most of our pitchers, but lately I've been "out of commission". A couple weeks ago, while I was catching, one of our fastest and strongest pitchers was having a bad day. In a small fit of rage, she decided to throw the ball at my bare hand. Normally, this would be a mistake on my part, for having my hand in her way, but considering that I run the game from behind the plate, and tell her how to throw the ball by signing her with my bare hand, this one was on her. I had just put my hand in place to sign her (I'm left handed, so my glove goes on my right hand, and I sign with my dominant hand), when she decided to whip the ball into the plate before the batter was even in the box. The ball slammed into my bare hand at around 55 miles per hour, leaving a welt the size of a golf ball on my dominant hand. Now, any sane human would take themselves out of the game due to pain and intense swelling (and the possibility of a broken hand), but being stubborn (and playing one of the toughest teams in the league), I decided to suck it up, and continue playing. Now, I am proud to say, that even with a hand that couldn't even make a fist of grip a ball, I threw one runner out at second, and tagged a runner out at home. We tied the other team, and held our own, even with a severely crippled catcher (me). Sorry, I will stop ranting about softball now, that was just a proud moment for me. Also, after that "lovely" experience, my hand only got worse. The entire thing was purple and the size of the Hamburger Helper Hand within two hours, and each day seemed to get worse. The pain was intense, and writing my AP psych test was impossible (so I got an extension). Also, I haven't been able to draw much lately, because that happened 2 weeks ago, and now my hand is finally starting to heal. Before a few days ago, it hurt to even hold a pencil. I will stop complaining, and cut to the chase.
I am back now (mostly healed) and ready to draw. If any of you want to do more draw for draws or awesome stuff like that, just say the word, cuz I would love to! Also, one of my bros wanted me to advertise this a while back, and I'm just getting to it now. You should totes check out her stuff here [link]
and see what she's got going on.
Anyways, it was nice telling you guys about my crazy life! Have an awesome life!
OH, AND PS! If I forgot to draw you something, it's not cuz I hate you or want you to die, it's because I am a huge air head and forgot. Just tell me again what it is I promised you, and I will gladly oblige.