I'm sick of looking at myself
There's a sense of desperation in this doodle. As I've described before, I tend to start my doodles by drawing the little guy. It stands there, staring at me, while I try to figure out what he's doing. This one stared at my so long that I grew sick of him. Hence the disguise.
NAIS is going very well. I've settled on the design and I'm finalizing the mastheads. Most of the interior work is done, and I'm getting very close to going live. Julie can barely stand to look at the old sewcrates site (why didn't anyone tell me it was so ugly?).
