
March, March, March.
With every passing month, I keep shrinking into a ball because Summer will approach. (And I’m not a fan of Summer.) Not a lot of things happened in March. And if stuff did happen, I just can’t remember what specifically, ha.
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In March—
- I MET CHIP ZDARKSY.
LOOK AT THIS DUDE.
Oh hiiiiiiiiii. pic.twitter.com/m6wuALp0Yu
— Cee ✨🔮 (@tnhcee) March 30, 2017
Artist of Sex Criminals. Writer of Howard the Duck, Jughead, and Peter Parker: The Spectacular Spider-Man! Chip is such a hilarious and nice dude. Hearing him speak and joke was everything! Highlight: making sex noises of raccoon’s fucking. ;D (Also, that dude knows how to take fabulous pictures.)
- I BOWLED FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER.
I never thought I’d bowl or be that person who hung out with co-workers, but I did…both, and it was really fucking fun. It was the highlight of my week. I did terribly, but when I stopped trying to walk a certain way to throw the ball, it worked, I did fairly well (I got spares and a strike). Two co-workers called it cute the way I’d trudge up to the line, make a hard stop, and then roll the ball. XD


EUROPE, 1941. War is raging across the continent. The forces of darkness are on the march—and the magic powers of heroes like Zatanna, Mera and Constantine have been stripped away. And in the underground cabarets of Berlin, the Joker’s Daughter rules with an iron fist. 


