I dreamed that my mom had sent me to this basketball camp. I hadn’t really wanted to go, but I’d gone anyway, figuring it might be OK. But on the first day, I discovered that the very first thing we were going to do was a series of televised one-on-one matches. My opponent was Misao. She was my good friend. But I was like -__- about this match because I am fat and out of shape and Misao is a freaking ninja. I was torn between asking her to go easy on me and asking her to be super awesome badass and draw everyone’s attention away from how much I sucked XD There were other random aspects to this dream, including a board game of some sort, the usual collection of shelves full of books that somehow contained nothing I wanted, and pretty formal dresses. But mostly basketball with Misao.
Joker here for Halloween, presenting horror movie reviews and spiders!
Everything sucks right now
Two October horror movies, a long segment about a picture I finished drawing a while ago, and some clouds.
In which I give one movie a fairly proper review, and then talk about Get Out for, like, eight minutes
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