and me for you and you for me

i am weak to resist the powerful lure of uploading.

this was my oasis in the desert of uninspiration.

karen was my first friend in the art community.
i miss her because we never talk, but i'm okay with that.

k: i love you and someday i'm taking that two hour drive or whatever and poking you in your cuteness. over tea.



p.s. i colored our clothing to match the old scheme of our "furry selves," because i'm clever like that.