I asked my patrons over at Patreon to comment on a post and — if they did — I’d draw them a “silly picture.”
One of my long time supporters, Sean Fineran, commented and commiserated with me regarding the recent few strips about living uncomfortably and dealing. So I drew this comic! I should’ve put his name in it, but hey. Author’s notes count, right?
Thanks for reading! More soon.
PS. There’s actually a bonus panel up! You can click here to vote and see it.
So I don’t know about you guys, but I feel like there’s a huge stigma around psychedelics, or really anything a person can eat or drink that affects their state of mind (besides alcohol), and so it’s not really the easiest thing for me to make comics about my experiences when I know people who are close to me are following along. But, I’m thinking lately that if these people really care about me, they know I’m careful, thoughtful, responsible, etcetera. I think people see things like weed, LSD, and shrooms and think “slippery slope,” but then, I also think those people haven’t really formed their own opinions about substances. Hearsay, I guess?
I don’t mean to generalize. My point is: I’ve had good experiences, and I’d like to share that these things can and should be enjoyed, albeit responsibly, whenever you want. I’d like to share that without being judged, but people judge, so I am still going to be myself, make my art, and explore the world and my place in it. Shrooms were fun. Did you know their spores are legal in 47 states? ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
This strip was cut short because I was actually in the middle of packing as I was drawing it and Sam showed up! I didn’t wanna be rude so I decided to just not use the comic since it was half-done. When I looked back, though, it still kinda detailed the catalyzing of the trip well enough, so I figured I’d use it! Not every strip needs to be hell. of. interesting, yeah?
Anywho, lots of stuff lately. Been trying to be better about stuff. Pushing myself to interact with people who affect me or who I care about. Trying to be more of an artist and foster a positive community. Still moving forward. Gonna upload another comic, now. See ya at 75!
I’m trying to get something down on paper. I don’t know if you noticed, but I’ve been AWOL for about a month. Not that I haven’t been thinking of my art nonstop, but my life has been so exhausting and weird and just different from how it’s ever been I haven’t been able to access my healthy artistic outlet. Working to change that. Here’s a comic. I took “Day” out of the title today because I have another strip to upload. I might just start uploading strips instead of naming them “days.”
We’ll see. First things first is to get comics online and see where to go from there. Thanks for reading!!
yeah, panel 2 is definitely a reference to 71
Living with your Significant Other’s (SO’s) parents is hard.
Like, really, really hard. Like, harder than most people would imagine, I think. It’s not fun. Can’t wait to leave! But rent in Silicon Valley is expensive and I left my rent-controlled 1 BR apartment in San Jose so I could move in with Lindsey and pay off my student loans quicker! Amanda (my ex) lived with me when I was going to community college and living with my Dad in Southern California and I’ve only recently realized what an emotional struggle the day-in-day-out must’ve been for her (I was totally naïve). You’re an outsider in every regard. Totally discounted, wholly unimportant. Just, an obstacle. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.
What a mess. Oh well. Check out the bonus panel!
Still struggling through some ups and downs but everything is a continuum, yeah? Forward progress over no progress. I like that when I make a comic strip, I’m actually materializing something that didn’t exist before, and from now on it’ll always exist. No matter how pointless or mundane, I think that’s special.
More soon.
(Also there’s a bonus panel.)
I took an hour-long break to make this comic and post it and that’s one less hour I have to work on my deadline!
I hate that feeling – I’m not a human, I’m a cog!
More soon, I hope.
EDIT: Also, cuz I’m strapped for time, today’s bonus panel is the rough of this strip before I edited it and fixed things digitally. I am a digital hack. Enjoy!
Alternate title: “Millennial Child Has Big Idea that will KILL Future Workforce”
I also updated a bonus panel! Hint: it’s me being my own biggest critic.
I drew this one while I was sitting in a Starbucks waiting to pick up my girlfriend from her beauty appointment. Everyone kept looking at me. Drawing still draws a lot of attention, I guess? Lemme drink my cold brew in peace. Just kidding. I don’t care. Please look at my wonderful hair.
This is kinda continuing the same thought as Day 61? Maybe not. Just a ‘lil.
ALSO: Check out this incredible commission that qozxe (kira) did for us!!
I was super honored to draw a portrait of @schnazzlebutt and @allanwood for Valentine’s Day! ????hope you two had a great one!!! pic.twitter.com/HifGBmcmhD
— kira @ all Mim all the time (@qozxe) February 19, 2018
I’ve had this one kicking around in my head for a while. I take valerian root fairly often. It has a really, really mild effect that kinda dulls the “HOLY SHIT” voice in my head. Makes driving a lot less frustrating. But I also drink coffee and I’m 99% sure that caffeine and anti-anxiety supplements don’t mix. But. Life’s about give and take. So I’m gonna give myself a break and continue to keep taking free coffee from the break room.
Also, click this for a bonus panel!
I’ve got a hike early tomorrow morning so I’m keeping this brief. Thank you, everyone, for your words of encouragement around yesterday’s comic. Your support means the world to me.
I walk a line of introspection and publication. It’s hard to know when I’m being too honest. Do you really want to read me complain about my workweek for the 100th time? I don’t think I’d want to read that. Maybe I would, I don’t know. There aren’t many strips akin to mine, so I feel like I’m treading water trying to figure out how to fucking DO this. I feel like I’m wasting my time, these days.
My mom emailed me to ask me if I’m happy.
I am happy the week’s over.