Good day to you, the reader of this.

@NoNamesLeftToUse The Writer/Artist Himself here.

Face It

Do You See Them?

^{Of course you do.}

If you didn't see them, look for them. Take your time. I have all day.

You know what?

^{I didn't plan on writing a post today.}

I didn't do anything today either. That's probably a lie.

• I woke up early
• I made coffee
• I drank coffee
• I made more coffee
• I drank that coffee too.

What a Boring Article

^{You'd think I'd at least stop typing...}

Nope. Still hitting those keys. I have a feeling, eventually, if I keep typing, something will be said.

Nothing is said when I stop. That's what I noticed a few seconds ago.

Would you believe: It has been thirty minutes since I started writing this piece of shit?
^{Totally fact.}

So What Else Did I Do Today?

^Nothing.

Sure, it took a long time to produce that image up there. I lose track of time when I do stuff like that though. It's like time doesn't exist when I enter that zone. I did another as well but I think I'll save that for tomorrow.

Oh!

^{That reminds me...}

Earlier in the day, when I was busy doing nothing, I went out for a stroll. I was trying to think of something to write about. You know how it is. I was hoping a joke or two or maybe the plot to a story would just pop up within my mind because, well, that's how it works.

Blank.

I overheard the television once back inside. It was a dieting commercial. You can eat anything and still lose weight! One of those commercials.

My mind wandered away so I pushed the button that puts coffee in my cup, again. Anytime my brain goes into power saving mode, my body seems to walk towards the coffee and push that button. I just follow along, go with flow, see where I take me. I never seem to get lost, so that's good.

Anyway.
^{The cup was nearly full.}

I had already turned the tv off. The Price is Right was over. Suddenly my brain kicks in and I'm given the gift of thought once again. This one caught me off guard.

Why don't they just eat skinny people?

Seriously. That's what my brain said.

I don't know how to work that joke into this post. Not a clue.

It has nothing to do with the art.

Who really gives a shit about me and how I did nothing today anyway?

Three rather sudden and random reasons why I shouldn't post this:

• Wtf?
• I'm rambling again.
• I can't even think of three.

Alright.
^{That part is done.}

Would anyone here be offended if I stopped writing now? Just raise your hand if you have a problem with that.

I don't have any hands.
^{I meant to write: I don't see any hands.}

Everything backfires. I do have hands and I know this because I can see them.

I hope my face doesn't wrinkle up like these palms.

Suddenly Inspired!

^{My brain went funny just now.}

Imagine a palm reader; with a short attention span.

Now I suddenly feel like drawing a hand with TL;DR written on the palm.

Screw that though...

I have money!

^{Better put it to good use.}

The first one to write TL;DR on their palm along with their username, take a photo of it, and leave that photo under this post in the comment section; they'll win 5 SBD.

There. I just gave everyone an opportunity to earn money by doing a quick hand job.

Have a nice day.

Credits: _{All art and images seen here were produced digitally, by me. "I didn't see that coming either. These things just happen."}

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