You know, I'm starting to suspect that I'm not supposed to get anything done, art-wise.

My scanner doesn't work. Not only is my old P166 (which holds its drivers) on its last legs, but I can't find the fucking paralell cable... and... how the fuck can you lose one of those!? They're massive! ...AND it sucks ballsniff cheese!

I DEMAND A FUNCTIONING PENCIL SHARPENER!!!

My rage on this matter could destroy worlds. One requires correctly sharpened pencils in order to craft images. What instead I have are short, mishapen implements with misaligned, irregular tips that I must work around in order to try and form anything like the shape I desire.

On the bright side, I found a box of drawing pencils, with a variety of grades inside. That is pleasing and I have no idea when I picked it up but... I'm not touching them until I have something decent to maintain them with. I'm not having them mishapen with broken internal lead.

Dammit, maybe I'll just bite fate in the eye.
Why!?
Why you ask!?
It's a sad day come to pass when a Fox must present his justification for wanting to bite fate in the eye...