i barely finished that shit. but like.... no one else had any idea of what we were supposed to do, so mine will just look better.
i remember why i like gary, we just spent an hour talking about freelance business practice and stuffs.
i'm still pretty stressed out, just from having to bust my ass working like that. i'm so going to go home and nap.
edit: gary hated all of my sketches. yay!
and by yay i mean: fuck.
