welp that did not last for very long!
I will be traveling in a few days so I feel that, given recent failures, I may as well throw in the towel on this whole journal comic thing.
I mean, I may continue to journal-comic if I think of things, but it will not be a thing to be counted on!
they estimate they’ll have about 30-35 hours of work for me a week, which means that I will be falling even further behind on all my obligations! \o/
for…somewhat more than minimum wage and flexible hours, which, don’t think I’m not glad…but still, my poor time management skills are about to get pushed to their limit.
that last panel might seem like a non sequiteur, but LITTLE DO YOU KNOW it’s been the subtext for all my interactions over the past few days.
as I think I said last comic: normally I hang out with friends and drink and game over the weekend, but I spent this past Saturday hosting dinner for some family friends (read: conservative White Xians) which was just super stressful in about a million ways. so yeah, still recovering from that.
wow, the art in this one definitely took a downturn
but considering I have had little to no sleep over the past few days, I’m giving myself a pass on that
holy crap am I tired
kinda wordy! but I didn’t want to stretch the last couple panels out into their own comic because I couldn’t think of enough pictures to go with them.
I am an accomplished human being
edit: I am okay! ♥ I am just grumpy about my current inability to do things on my actual to-do list.
the graphics are only tenuously connected to the text, if at all
also that zoloft blob was the shit
exciting episodes in my life!
I do think the art here is better than in the last couple, which is maybe because I spent more than five minutes on this comic.
this would be substantially more accurate if I were curled up on a couch in a bathrobe, but I did not feel like drawing a bathrobe.
not my finest hour!
