Questioning my Sanity

I can Explain.

tonight i wanted to draw, and first i came out with the Sad looking alter ego fox me.

Then, I drew My dog, Gabby. We were 'supposed' to me staring off as if into nothing.

But then, the Cricket came. Crickey is my favorite cartoon character ever besides stitch, and i've always believed them to be good luck. So, in he went.

Then.. The shoulder Angel.. a Chibi fox, munching blissfully on a cookie. I like cookies.. So Okay. She also represents my Daughter, Hannah. Riight.
Then the shoulder Satan, who seems to be trying to steal my favorite Pencil. uh-huh. Representing my daughter Deanna, She always steals my art supplies.

right. I must be bored if I'm doing this.
Then.. an hour later.. Its 12am... okay....

Mini Dr. Gregory House came along, equipped with Cane and Vicodin. He decided to Prop himself on Gabby's head and ask the self same question I had at the time been wondering....

WTF.
OOoooh-kay then. Lets make an assessment of Kayla's mindframe.
Shoulder Angel, Shoulder devil. K.
Puppy. K.
Cricket. Right.
A small, chibified House M.D. When the hell did he come in???
Hubbys in bed asleep... Why the hell am i awake??
Sometimes.. I really, really Hate my imagination. Spongebob can stuff it. Mine is demon possessed.

And suddenly.....
I want a taco.
Goodnight. pray for me T_T

oh, and if anyone wants to try to color this for me, please do. Deanna has destroyed all my markers.