Hey party people.
The comic is too small because I am an idiot and can’t remember how to size things for the intranet when I haven’t made comics in too long.
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This comic was one I started back when I was in Colorado. Living next to a slaughterhouse.
I mentioned (way too often, I wanted attention for it) that I rescued a kitten from under my friend’s house during winter. This is a dramatic reenactment. Of how ungrateful the kitten was.
Seriously though, it was abandoned and freezing to death, huddled on top of a water pipe in fucking winter. I heard it mewing when I went on the back porch to smoke (pot, yes). I terrified that poor little bastard, shining a bright light in it’s face and grabbing it by it’s emaciated skeleton-ribbed body. I then tortured it with further bright lights, delicious fatty foods and oppressive love.
That kitten feared and loathed me for weeks. loved my room mate, her other cats, and her grandparents.
I became a visual reminder for one of the worst days of it’s tiny life.
Thanks Amanda, BTW, for feeding and clothing the little fucker when I left. Sort of a dick move, dumping an orphan on you.
WELP
I’m in Skagway, Alaska now.
And this place is fucking rad.
Mountains up the wawzoo.
Trees up the yinyang.
See a doctor about that.
I did, see a doctor.
Turns out the affliction I thought was Hypoglycemia is in fact an interesting and elaborate form of panic attack. That would explain my terrible paranoia of the Slender Man. Does that happen to you when you get hungry?
Yes?
Yes.
Alright. Now I have to decide whether to try anti-anxiety meds or not. Lots of horrifying side-effects…. Huh.
Jeebies aside, I hope you are all having a wonderful Summer.
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