This week I had a possibly well meaning but ultimately annoying friend tell me to get a real job.
Before you ask no, this comic is not my day job.
So yeah most of my thoughts this week have been me justifying my living situation to myself and having imaginary follow up arguments with aforementioned know-it-all friend.
In conclusion I'm very confident and secure in my career plans and goals... Unless anyone ever even vaguely criticizes them. Then I consider packing projects in in order to do warehousing or something. I also become terrified at the idea of not getting things self produced and being a failure in general. Still haven't decided if I'm making the right decision disregarding these impulses.
Gotta pay the Troll toll
Made by Sean
... and subsequently butchered by Me.