So like. I cleaned my room for the first time in... ages. Now my closet is too overstuffed to squeeze into for hotboxing and the underside of my bed is unspeakably filled with who cares what.
All this in exchange for a meal I never got. Bastards.
Anyway earlier I was commissioned by some nuns to draw a giant picture of toddler-Jesus on a big piece of cardboard. For my own reference I have to draw 24 grains on the wheat stalks Jesus is holding, and 23 on the ones still on the ground.
I'm not sure if they'll be paying me in money or delicious and/or expensive food such as hams and cakes and gift baskets. (They've been known to provide me with either, along with paying some of my bills.) Any of these things are welcome and acceptable. I love those nuns. :<