Butt Cookies.

One of these days I'll get the hang of blogging, I promise (says the girl who's had a blog for somewhere around 10 years). I've been attempting to work lately, but I'm sure you guys know how life is. It really does take sadistic pleasure in getting in the way.



I also baked some cookies, and yes, the lovely Anne Koyama pointed out (not in so many words) that I'm mentally challenged and spelled Conundrum incorrectly.

These two images are the front and back covers of the mini i'm desperately trying to pull together for CANZINE (yay) this weekend. So far it looks pretty grim dudes, but I'll try to keep you posted. If not, you can find these little hoboes in my book which you won't be able to find any information about on Conundrum's website, because I haven't given them any. Tell life to move the fuck on and let me be a hermit like I've always wanted to be since I saw that Muppet Babies movie and kermit runs away to become a hermit and wears monks robes and lives in a cave. I already live in a concrete cave, now I just need robes and some green paint.

Love and kisses,
Zaphod.