Like it says, I’m in MIDDLE AMERICA this week and I feel like crap. I’m tired right now so I’ll keep this brief and probably come back tomorrow and write sommore, but I drew this in pencil in bed, “scanned” it with my phone, and got it up before I passed out from the sleeping pill I took. Did I mention your sleep gets fucked when you sober up from habitual weed-smoking?
I appreciate the love from everybody. I can sense the vibes being sent are positive and are hoping for the best for me.
Omg you’re still doing this? I was reading your webcomic Allan back in like 2009, and I just stumbled upon a link and had to see if the site was still active.
Very cool my dude!
I’m still workin’ at it! I feel like even without renown success, this comic – or comics like it – are always going to be how I dissect human social interaction, my own psyche, and life, love, and everything thereafter. I’ve noticed whenever I have a truly confusing social experience I’m gunning to make a comic about it. I think it helps me cope.
Appreciate you recalling my work!
I relate quite a lot to this strip, it’s a hard time putting the pipe down and trying to deal with the unfiltered side of things; but sometimes we just feel like it’s important to do that, despite our discomfort.
Hope you’re feeling better since the strip went up!
When it comes to medication, I don’t think there’s anything better for me, but too much of a good thing definitely skews my relationship with cannabis toward the negative. I hate when I get to the point that it’s an uncomfortable thought to abstain, but that’s a reminder that I need to be responsible and focus on what’s important more than what’s immediately fun.
The week flew by, I had a cold to deal with and lacking an appetite really didn’t do much good for my mood, but things are definitely stabilizing and I’m swinging back! I’m excited to have control, again, and push to be the exemplary me as I can ?