I don’t have enough time…
for enjoying the max out of every friend I have
for building all my ideas to fruition
for giving my family as much time and love as they deserve
for keeping up with movies
for reading
and especially not for becoming a true artist. At anything.
But Bob seems to be able to make it work. SketchBob.com.
How does he do it? By his journals, it’s clear he’s somehow getting more than we are. Time that is. Maybe he found a secret portal.
I’ve got to sit down and watch Land of the Lost with an engineer and see if he can’t find me a way to double the amount of time I’ve been getting. In case you didn’t know, I’ve been fantasizing about having a personal assistant. I need a right hand man. Man or woman, either one is fine as long as they don’t give me a lot of lip. Santa?