My drawing tablet is dead. The soldering procedure wasn’t successful, and he died on my operating table.
I’m currently holding a funeral for him. I opened all the windows in the house so his spirit could leave peacefully. I lit some incense, too.
I had to leave, though. I was a little too depressed to stay in the house with his corpse. I am writing this report from a nearby coffee shop.
In the wake of this disaster, though, I have art to post. I will be uploading it shortly.
I am dedicating it to my late Wacom. May he rest in peace.