This image actually came to me during a fit of mopeyness where I was attempting for perhaps the bajillionth time to contact my Tak via a cursed Human land-line phone.

(It really is cursed, messages to cellphones seem to poof into nonexistence the moment meaningful sounds called words exit your noise-tube. And you may as well be a ghost, because there are no missed calls.)

Anyhoo, this means that the terribly amusing messages I left her to wish her merry Christmas and also to give insightful details about the IZ comic we had been planning during finals week of the previous semester do not exist.

Sooo, I hope she (and any viewers who may chance upon it) enjoys this dumb little joke I cooked up, and that I haven't somehow mysteriously fallen out of touch with her as a friend during the month-long absence of speaking or communicating in any way shape or form.

P.S. I hope your trip to Disney was a blast, and I plan on making you muffins or waffles when I see you again. 0_o<3