The school year was fail, and I knew it. One semester in and I already felt like I was wallowing in a stagnant cesspool of broken record teaching and creative sedation. As my own personal, most trusted, physician, I prescribed myself a year off from school to regain my stamina through some well earned R and R. Unfortunately, in my post prescription euphoria, I took on many a project and the upcoming stroll through the country side started to look more like a long, perilous quest through the dark and dangerous land of cartooning, minimum wage employment and 10 cent instant noodles. My quest begins here my friends...my quest begins here...
