It took me over 45 grueling minutes of work, but I did it! All my hair is gone, just like the emoticon this post is made with!

A few weeks ago I was like, "In three weeks time, I'm going to dedicate my time to projects and work!" and had basically decided I'd get shit done on a certain week and maybe all weeks after. Well now it is that week, and it even says so on the whiteboard. I have to finish my mouse painting, write a story, complete digital stuff, and that means, most importantly...
I have to, and am going to finish Death From Minecraft. I just don't know how long that will take.

And now: I have direction, for the list of tasks I must complete lives in the physical world!

So hopefully my Minecraft flash will make it onto one of the six taskboard signs pretty soon and it will be done in good time.

That's really annoying. There's a lot of stuff I could have been doing over the last 9 days, but I guess it's fair that my current illness be a fucking oscillator.

Well, Cameron's gone. But at least I got to see him this week. About 7 minutes ago, he said goodbye and then disappeared once and for all like the other support workers at that company.

I'm gonna back up a bit. Over the past 3 or so years, I've had a pair of helping hands from just one human being doing temporary work for an organization. It involves that person showing up once a week and helping out with things, whether it's buying sawdust for mice or something bigger like getting help obtaining ID or the end of a long term goal.

As I said, it's temporary. Cameron lasted the longest, and he was only around for 18 months. Only problem is, once they're done with that job, you completely fall out of communication. They are legally forbidden to contact you again. I think it's to stop potential harm from some asshole messing with personal information or something. The three I've met never seemed like they would do that.

I had no idea this was a thing until about 2/3 of the way through my time with Cameron, and eventually I realized this would be pretty sad in time. The issue is that over the time with a support worker from this NGO is that you get pretty attached. Obviously since Cameron's era was the longest, he's the one most attachable. He's gone now.

We finished our final visit by watching my movie Jaws: The Great Battle together. Fulfilling enough, I guess.

Power on, Ward. You will FUCK pain in the arse and heal by tomorrow.

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So now I can upload this crap. Happy painting catchup day, Groundsbros.

One month ago I finished the first season of my other webcomic, so it's about time I started planning out the future comic and getting it ready for production. I'm still busy with stuff that interrupts my spare time and I keep getting super tired during the day, but that doesn't mean I can't start thinking about what I'm going to draw and how I'm going to draw it.

I can't say much about it now, but I'll tell you one thing; it's about a dude called Ron Curman who lives in a fictional island nation and there's a thing he goes to called "Minecraft Group". Humour ensues.

...I guess.

Have you ever tried it? It's super tasty. I wish I had some right now.