I'm your basic "artist archetype". I draw stuff. I have social anxiety. I'm crap at explaining my thoughts. And the icing on the preverbal gluten-free cake is that I just cannot get my shit together!
Heeeey, so I was drawing today and suddenly realized I didn't actually know what Andrew's house looked like so I sketched a floor plan. Uuum, and i just noticed there's no laundry room. Fuck.