So, I fail. Again.

Fuck, fuck, fuck-a-doodle fuck-fuck. Another fucking self-imposed deadline missed. I don't know why I bother, frankly...

Anyway, secret project is still a go, but start date is postponed due to lingering illness and lack of proper equipment.

Fuck.

[...this post brought to you by the letter "Y" and the number "fuck."]

P.S.
I identify with this comic so much it's scary.