Poor Mal, that void isn’t anywhere near as empty as it should be.

My life is slowly coming back into focus after the flurry of activity that came with starting a new job. I’m in the odd position of still enjoying my work even after being at that job for more than a month. I actually look forward to going to work (although I also look forward to going home too), which is still a weird feeling for me. I’ve said before that I’ve often thought of companies as being like the Great Old Ones of our universe; powerful amoral entities that look evil because we’re squinting at the through the lens of a human morality that they’ve never even considered. This cynical take on work doesn’t really apply here, although no workplace is perfect and there is definitely still strip material coming out of the office every day.

Cthulhu Slippers is going to get weird is what I’m saying.

In other news: my book, even though I thought it was done, is very much not done. I am in the unfortunate position of having improved as a writer since I began writing it, and now I need to go back and fix my rookie mistakes. I might not actually cry blood tears, but at the very least I think there may be some wailing and gnashing of teeth. I do a lot of gnashing. I should get a mouth guard. I initially typed ‘mouth guard’ as ‘moufguard’. I’m not sure what that would be and I’m too scared to Google it.

In other news we’re going to have our first shirt ready for sale next week. I will give you more details then, and I hope it’s something that you’ll want.

It’s my birthday tomorrow. My wife has something planned and an evil laugh that would make the Joker proud. I’m a little worried.

Until next time may your enemies be able to perceive the entropy at work on their frail mortal bodies and the only jellybeans they can find be coconut flavor.

– Andrew