So my sister managed to pour boiling water all over my drawing hand. The good news is that I can still click a mouse and hold a pencil. The bad news is that the bandage is so fricking huge that I can't get a proper grip on a pencil yet.
It all happened while I was washing the dishes too. This is the universes way of telling me that I shouldn't wash dishes. I've always felt I was a better dryer anyway.
This is my excuse for posting this lame picture of a crate with a logo slapped on it that I made.
