So in a terribly unexplainable twist of fate’s ankle it looks like RTP shall be around for YET ANOTHER YEAR. Or YAY….which is what I hope at least one person out there is doing in regards to this news.

The reason isn’t because some kind soul donated the amount needed (or anything for that matter) but instead that the guy who runs my hosting (Elessar) was guiltripped convinced into paying for one more year in the hopes that donations trickle in during it.

So that means another 12 months of me flinging textual poo left, right and slightly off centre. However things will be quiet for at least a little while as I’m working on a BIIIIGish secret comicy project and will post that only when it’s McReady….and if it fails miserably I shall deny ever even conceiving such a thing after which I will accuse your mother of prostitution and give my mother’s testimony as evidence. When queried why my mother was hanging out with prostitutes I shall go awkwardly silent and start talking about peaches.

In other news I’m now a qualified MCP which is basically to computers what a McDonalds certified chef is to fine cuisine, but as far as employers are concerned it makes me PC-Ghandi. However the really great thing about studying with Microsoft is that the more exams I write the more letters my title gets and hence it slowly becomes more magnificently unpronounceable.

And as if this post wasn’t already 4 paragraphs too long (count them and figure it out) I’ll leave you all on a highly disturbing note……on Saturday……….I turn 20…..

So my little mortal munchkins, I’m afraid Basjohnz0r has some bad news….or not so bad news….depending on whether you’re secretly affiliated with that tribe of frogs that are trying to kill me or not.

In little under 20 days, roughtoiletpaper’s server and domain hosting will run out FOREVER. Well..not really forever….but I think adding forever to stuff gives it more impact. Like saying I HAVEN’T EATEN IN FOREVER doesn’t really make any sense since that would mean you’ve never eaten and would go against even most model’s code of consummatio- err….back to the point…..

The point being the rather prickly bastard it usually is…..is this: Come May 6^th there may very well be no more RTP for you to raise your self esteem with by saying “See mom! There are sites worse than mine on the internet!”.

You can of course try to prevent this ghastly event from occurring by donating (look at the out of place button at the bottom of each page) to the guy (Elessar) who manages/donated my hosting last year.

What we’re looking for is around $40 since it’s $20 per year and I already owe the guy for last year.

Unforunately though I don’t really expect any donations as during my session of wacom beggetry instead of getting A SINGLE CENT through paypal I had to rely on Taro-san’s immense kindnessessess/temporary medication induced lack of judgement. Then again, I suppose the amount of donations is a sign of the demand for my “services” and there’s certainly no point in making so much crappy crap if no one’s actually interested in it.

If the site does indeed evaporate into the artificial abyss then I tip my hat (I don’t actually own a hat, I don’t know why I lied about tipping it) to you all and in the long run you can probably find me posting endless eons of depressing whatnots in my pootastic gallery at deviantfart.