Once upon yon time, January was merely an afterthought. The sigh after the nuts of Christmas. The great Thank God That's Over. Now, I think it's becoming 'Oh, my. My bank account. How uncouth' month.

Maybe if I'd been drawing this whole time I could ask for commissions, but dang am I rusty and everyone who used to know me has bounced off the internet into adult life. I guess I've got these rings for chainmail, but selling a bunch of 3 dollar aluminum Persian bracelets seems like a waste of time when you start factoring in shipping.

Class starts today. Oh yay, oh joy. Anyone need a part time irritant?