One day in class, I impulsively doodled a dinky-looking robot on my notes. This was kind of a big thing, because I never ever ever draw anything remotely mechanical, because I completely suck at it. But apparently drawing dinky old-fashioned looking robots is a bit easier. Anyway, the doodle eventually evolved into this oekaki (drawn with a mouse, way before I got my beloved tablet). And the robot himself eventually evolved into a main character in a dinky NaNoWriMo novel I wrote. The moral of the story is, doodling in class ALWAYS PAYS.