Deadline pressure has gotten to Jim and he’s started in with the funny late night emails to me.See what I have to put up with? He’s mad as a loon.
Jim wrote this to me in the middle of the night, making me laugh, while I’m trying to paint the fires of hell for a heavy metal album cover, harshing my whole evil vibe! Argh!
Inbreeniation has lept…leapted…jumped upon me, and I have become drunc…drunnch…tipsy.
I will continue working, as I am much better when I am…you know.