I continued my effort to do worthwhile stuff. Unfortunately, it didn't work out. I've never liked Battersea Park much, for some reason, and I didn't like it today, as I feebly slouched around trying to find the Pump House Gallery, for the Hypercomics exhibit. After much huffing and puffing, I got there, but as I'd feared, there were many stairs, of the kind I really can't deal with, and I saw little.
Along the line, I tried doing some sketching, inspired by the recent landscape efforts of jabberworks
Unfortunately, I seem to have no aptitude whatever in this area. *Sigh*
I did some others, but they all sucked just as tremendously. Bum.
It was a relief to finally get back to my shabby flat, have a shower and a lot of Diet Coke. I yam exhaustipated.