You ever get so pissed at someone you want to punch them in the face and send them rocketing into the atmosphere halfway to Valhalla? Yeah, I've been feeling this way for a week now and it's being exasterbated (yeah, 'exasterbated", look it up) by the act of moving, which is a human torture unlike any other. I hate it with a passion and I can't wait to be done with it this weekend. I'm extremely sleep deprived at the moment and was simply motivated by anger and frustration when doodling up this doodle. So until I get super strength and flight powers, drawing a punch is the best relief I can get. That, and hard drugs. I kid, kid.
(whisper) Or do I?