Oct 22, 2020
I swear, I can't read your stuff. It's going to ruin me. I have to stay away. I'm sorry. I keep picturing you as someone who wrote for Letterman. You're in the tank like that.
I swear, I can't read your stuff. It's going to ruin me. I have to stay away. I'm sorry. I keep picturing you as someone who wrote for Letterman. You're in the tank like that.
Artist, rockstar, recovering designer, and general all-around do-gooder; that’s me. Please add to this that I am intrepid, dogmatic, and fastidious.