I need to post the art I am drawing. To the real internet that is not my phone's!

Lately I've decided to start exercising. That's exciting for me. Turns out if I walk for five minutes outside of work, my feet want to kill me! Oh well, on to day five of my half hour walks! I downloaded a very fun app to motivate me. It's called Zombies, Run! As you would expect from the title, you're spending your time running away from zombies. You don't go into the app expecting to get the hugest nerd crush on  the Comm's expert of the fictional base, though. I just want to hug the silly little chinese boy. BE REAL SO I CAN HUG YOU, SAM YAO.

Also not next month but the one after I'm joining a Kung-fu class. One of my coworkers attends it and likes to spend a lot of time explaining all the various ways my body's gonna wanna kill itself after one lesson. And it meets twice a week. So if I suddenly drop off the face of the earth for an extended period of time it's cause martial arts.

Now you may be wondering why the sudden interest in fitness?

This is why: [link]

I WANT TO DO THIS. So I need to get my body to where it can actually handle running for five miles.

Let's see, in other personal news, I'll be moving closer to my job in a few months. Bigger space, five minute drive from work, less rent, in the middle of nowhere, and I can do anything I want to the building short of setting it on fire. I'm also encouraged by my soon-to-be landlady to decorate the walls like Sherlock's. And I'll have my kiln on hand, so I can start doing my own ceramics

OH YEAH I BOUGHT A KILN LAST YEAR lol
A customer was selling it and a bunch of doll molds and the glazes. I got all that for $300. Hell yeah. I can sell half the molds and make that back easy. So, new hobbies when I can afford the materials.

Also my Loki cosplay is almost completed. Hopefully I'll have enough time before the convention to make the helmet.

I've also had the unusual luck this month to get rejected by two guys in the same week. I'm not overly upset by either of them, but my record of rejection is getting ridiculous. It's actually kind of funny.

Okay. Well, off to bed. Need to wake up and get chased by zombies for an hour tomorrow. Work cut me back a half hour a day until we pick up, so I'll see if I can handle the longer walk.