Working, Working, Working . . .

So I work full time now. I am officially a wage slave once again, which means I am crank, I smell, I have no time, I have no fun, and needless to say I have not work on subversive intentions even once since I finished school. So much for summer. But I found some good news I might get a job with a local news paper. A friend of mine says they are hiring all the time. But any who . . . I still don't have a mic, but the track list is finally up, and I have posted new art online. So besure to swing by the art section.