Hi hello.

I'm alive, in a categorical sense. Work has kept me more than occupied, so it's been difficult to work through what I believe to be executive dysfunction in order to work on writing.

I was gonna write a journal about how I think an artist I really like took $30 for a commission and then ghosted me, but I actually have so little to say about it, that I got stuck writing this journal. My lunch break's up, so I'll see you guys when the next Mandatory Training entry goes up.