That was 5 1/2 months of straight cray-cray shit, y'all.
Like, bat-shit cray-cray. "The Maury Show" cray-cray. The saddest kind of cray-cray that initially is really funny but then when you're alone makes you realize that we as a civilization are on a runaway rollercoaster heading straight for hell.
BUT I AM DONE.
(Should you feel moved to get me a graduation gift, won't you consider these?)
I have finally--FINALLY--found a use for spending late nights hunched over my desk alone in my room with cramped hands and inky wrists for the last 15 years.
It also means that A.) now I have time to draw more comics, B.) now I have time to perform basic life functions such as sleeping and eating, ideally both in prone positions, and C.) now I have graduated from 19th grade!
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Congrats girl! I need to come visit you again soon - maybe before New Years? I have a wedding that night, and I might embarrass the bride if I come as I am.
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