This week's features:
Drink Reveiws up!
Mom's cat launched itself off of my arm and face!
Idiots still blame deaths of children on anything but themselves!
Bush still in office rather than asylum!
Tomorrow I get my teeth mangled! (by a professional, no less!)
I'm starting to think my teeth are the reason behind my not having a car. I couldn't survive a breakdown of both at once, financially. (Much as I might be bitching about the cost now, real teeth are better, and I couldn't afford a car anyway. If I wanted one. But I don't. They smell, they're hard to make room for, and they never call.)
Much as I hate the way Misty turned out in the first panel of this week's strip, I'm happy with the level of detail I have this time. Just slightly higher, which makes me feel like much less of a slacker. And no, that doesn't make the fact that I *am* a slacker any less true.
Well, then, enjoy the update in all it's glory and completeness, for I am off to listen to Peter Gabriel and sleep.