Excuse the profanity...

Hi (waves sheepishly)

It’s been a while since I was here last.  I’ve been neglectful, I know, but I’ve had some life occurring in the background and there’s only me.  So, despite time being a social construct, I have been lacking.  Time, as useful as it is for measing speed, velocity, whatever, has been on my back like a psychotic monkey.  Or rather, a group of psychotic monkeys: pooping, eating fruit, fighting, dry humping, and throwing poop, that said it has been a means to an end.

I did, however, fuck it up.  I’ve been working.  I know, bowing to the man: getting up and ready, going to work, getting home, feeding the cat, making dinner, going to bed, rinse, repeat.  My first three weeks were spent temping through an agency on a contract for three weeks helping to clear the mess after a company-wide cyber-attack.  That went and straight off the back of that, into working with the exam team at the local university, making sure none of the buggers cheat.  I wanted to get the money together to buy some equipment to lower the prices dictated by the print-on-demand company and pass the savings onto my customers, at worst scrapping the delivery charge on some items.  Well, I did.  I got the sublimation printer, the heat press, I got a few mugs too.  Not many, just a few to take to shows, events, fairs, and conventions.

So much as I’m considered ‘gainfully self-employed’ by Universal Credit, the money I did earn during those first three weeks meant I didn’t get any money from them.  That is where the fuck-up begins.  I started invigilating on the 7th May.  Payroll cut-off for May was 5th.  This means I started after the cut-off.  So, all the work I’m doing now, for the university, will be processed on 5th June.  Which means I won’t get paid until the end of June.  Don’t panic, I’m not planning to eat Goose yet, but if you happen to enjoy any of my products currently available on the website, please feel free to buy stuff, or share my website with similarly sick, twisted individuals who might want to buy my wares while I try to smash some weird meditation ritual that stops me from needing to eat.

Aside from that, I wasn’t happy with the quality of some of my earlier works and decided to vanish from public view and, as luck would have it, Nerdforge, were offering a crash drawing course that helped Hansi improve his work, so, as a patron, I downloaded the crap out of that and bashed it onto my sketchbook.  For the sake of avoiding any legal issues, I won’t be sharing any of that progress on here, but I will be posting new pictures, dick-jokes, and filthy designs for new products which I will be able to share when I line my ducks up and get something nice to print them upon.

Justin x