October 12-15, 2009

Oh ho ho!
This works out much better now, doesn't it?
I'm still drawing the comics on those 3 x 17 scraps, but I reformat them after they've been scanned to make things easier print and read wise.
Now, hopefully, you don't have to do so much clicking.
Yep.
I do this all for you.


10.12.09
I actually have no idea why.
But it seems like I should.
I've been racking my brains trying to figure out if I have some sort of trigger for these fun little anxiety-attacks-without-actual-anxiety.
So far no luck.
The only thing they seem to have in common is that they tend to show up when I really want to sleep.


10.15.09
You know, sometimes creativity works against you.
But the worst is when you know you're frustrated and you have no means of stopping it.


10.16.09
Sorry the type is so tiny on this one. I'm evil.

Seriously tho'
I think about this stuff ALL THE FREAKING TIME.
With no stimulus.
And as irrational as I know it is, its a very difficult voice to cut off.

October 7-9, 2009

10.07.09
I am so simple.
Give me a cookie and I could do anything.

As for the Artwalk Merchandise I've been going on about, keep an eye I out.
I may very well work something out here so you can get a visual.
Which leads me to my next point:

Does ANYONE
for the love of god,
know how I can get a gadget (those nifty do-dads on the sidebar) -->
that will post text and pictures.
I swear I have spent many a night in a obsessive death spiral trying to figure out how to do just that.
Keep in mind that I haven't a clue how to write code, and I'm not really looking to learn now.

The answer is probably so simple I've overlooked it completely...

10.08.09
My cat is so simple.
I let him out by accident, forgetting he had an appointment later in the day...
All I had to do was sit on the brick wall outside our house.
As per usual, Chris showed up, eager to monopolize my attention.
His mistake.
Although, he is really at his most adorable when he's terrified.

I'm traumatizing him, aren't I?

10.09.09
Ahem.
I submit for subject of today's educational moment: the doggie bag.
This is a bag in which one relocates their doggie's mess once they've... messed.
Now, pleased as I am to say that not only are dog walker's in my area familiar with this practice and (more surprisingly) putting it to use; a crucial aspect of the doggie bag etiquette appears to have been overlooked completely.
Allow me to clarify.
Once the time and effort to bag the dog's mess has been taken:
you must take it with you.
Don't just leave it in the middle of the sidewalks for slubs like me to collect.
Just because its wrapped with a pretty little bow, doesn't mean I'm any more thrilled about having to pick it up.

September 29- October 2, 2009

09.29.09
The cupboard next to our front door holds my dogs' leashes.
It is literally impossible to open that cupboard for any reason without exciting them.
Thankfully in this case, I actually intended to walk them (I just wanted them to remain calm.)
Otherwise we would have been in for a huge disappointment.

10.01.09
I get stuck during the process of dressing on a fairly regular basis.

10.02.09
Um.
I'm going through some sort of fall cleaning phase right now.
I guess.

September 21-25, 2009

09.09.21
...and they didn't.

09.09.23
A day lost to the void of melancholia.
Not much happened.

09.09.25
Cookies.
And not just any cookies.
Paradise Bakery cookies.
One dozen of them.
And so I sat.
Eating cookies.
All evening.

September 15-17, 2009

09.15.09
Is it weird that I really enjoy using power tools?

09.16.09
That was a fun day.
Luckily, we're all chemically stable now.

09.17.09
Alright, this one needs explaining.

As you might remember, I've avoided driving for the past four years.
(I was lucky enough to go to a school where it wasn't really necessary.)
And even before that I didn't relish the idea of being behind the wheel.
It's a quirk.

Thing is though, I've sort of come into possession of a hand-me-down car.
With the expectation I'd drive it.

First though, I had to get it back from the Collision Repair Center (its reasons for being there are completely unrelated to me.)
This was the first time in... possibly ever, I think... that I've driven alone and let me tell you, I didn't even have a chance to pull out of the Collision Center before very nearly causing a collision myself.

The rest of the drive home was a series of rapidly induced panic attacks and near misses.
It's truly a miracle I made it the nine blocks back home.

September 8-10, 2009

I just can't seem to get my act together.
Maybe I should resign myself to the life of a night owl.

Other than that, tai chi was fun.
More so than I first expected.

Yeah, short week.

September 1-3, 2009

So dogs don't need much explaining.

But card games do.
Firstly, if you've never played Apples to Apples, you've missed out.
Apples to Apples is a game with two sets of cards: adjectives and nouns.
A player designated as judge pulls an adjective (say 'classic') and the other players must put down a noun they feel the judge will chose as an appropriate fit for said word (such as 'Beethoven,' 'kilts,' or 'shake and bake.')
The judge picks the card they like the most and the player who put it down wins that round.
Another judge is picked and the cycle begins anew.
This was the long way of explaining what I was doing in the Sept. 2nd strip.
Which doesn't matter because the point is:
I AM VERY COMPETITIVE.
You'd just never know it.

And finally.
I have been working on a full blown book lately.
Anytime you've seen me working, that's what I was working on.
It's taken longer than it should have.
But phase 1 is done.
I have two more to go.

Bring it!