So last night I was very, very sleep-deprived. At some point I drew this panel:
I thought it was a good direction for a comic. So I worked a little more on this essay on theoretical feminism contrasted with lived feminism, and then I had a snack, and then I went back and added a second panel:
I was really getting into this comic, but again, that pesky essay kept looming into my guiltdar (this is like radar but it senses neglected responsibilities rather than foreign objects) and so I continued to work on it until about two in the morning. At this unhappy juncture, I was very delirious from exhaustion. Yet for whatever reason, I still felt compelled to finish the comic strip. Here is the last panel.
Again: I apologize.
3 comments:
hahahaahahahahahahahahahahahaha
this is better in actuality than i ever imagined in falselife.
ALL GLORY TO THE HYPNOTOAD
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8AOfbnGkuGc
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