i am your canadian boyfriend

I may have backed myself into a corner

My thumb is just about healed, but everyone at work is putting in requests for new characters.

In the words of one coworker, “I hope you NEVER take the bandages off!”

Which is great. Except I type for a living. And I can’t type right with this thing on.

I see myself in six months living a vagabond life, roaming from town to town, drawing characters on my thumb for food and board, having adventures, wearing lots of flannel.