OK, I added a link to the B-dawg's livejournal, which is just like a blog except she can do secret posts on it that only her 'friends' can see (as I'm not a 'friend' I am going to continue to type in a sarcastic voice and ignore the email she sent me explaining that it only means that I'm not registered on the website). But apparently all the super-cool posts involving my name are secret ones. Which is only to be expected.

Also, I have asked permission, and she is down with me posting comics on this here website. So as soon as I draw some more (I think I have 2 or 3 still here -- sorry Bridget I will mail them to you ASAP!) and I figure out where a scanner is at school and how to use it, etc, I can put some up. That may take a while, as that seems like a rather ambitious project. But I was in bed last night and I thought up an idea for a new one, so I will have to draw that. Actually it was just going to be a letter to bridget but I think it will be easier to understand communicated in serial art form.

PS if you go to a coffee shop where everything is falling apart and the barista is spilling coffee and milk all over everything and things are exploding and on fire and it is early in the morning and also the barista is falling down and breaking the only unbroken things left in the shop, don't try to pay for your $1 purchase with a hundred-dollar bill. You're only going to get laughed at.
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