got a call from my dad yesterday sometime while I slept. He didn't sound good, maybe sick, depressed, or i don't know, but it made me feel guilty cuz I haven't talked to him in a long time, nor visited due to his and mine work schedule being almost complete polar opposites.
Depression door: unsealed and wide open -grumbles-

Decided to make a plan, draw a picture every night while on my half an hour break while at work as a means to force myself to draw faster, get better at detail, and regain my love for doing traditional artwork. Also as a means to pump out more adoptable ideas/designs to finalize. Might also draw random monster thingies.
Creativity door: opened
'Them' door: Don't remember opening THAT thing O.o

Beware the semi-ralistic Bun'E. I saw him last night in a dream, and he scared the hell out of me.
Yes hes being drawn first...