Now who could it be, knocking on Sedgwick’s door this late at night? And what could he possibly be expecting? And why did I decide to draw background stuff? All excellent questions.
C’mon, brain. We’re supposed to be on the same side. The side of making sure that I remain functioning and not sinking into a pit of anxious despair. So let’s NOT look things up that will trigger me and instead do something else. Please.
Pip could use some elves. And some sleep.
So warm and toasty.
First of all – I’m fine. It was just minor surgery to correct an issue that I’ve been dealing with since last year. And I’m feeling much better. Or at least I’m getting there. It was a series of firsts for me, though. First time having to put on a hospital gown. First time getting… Continue reading Surgery After Care
“Hey Drew, isn’t it a bit late to be doing prompts from two days ago?” Maybe? I dunno. I had a idea for this Christmas Eve comic that I really liked, and I didn’t get around to doing it before Christmas. So I’m doing it now. Because I can.
Yes, this comic was based on an idea I had when I woke up at 4 in the morning. No, I didn’t write it down. Just hoped that I would remember it by the time I got out of bed. Like I always do.
The perils of being a night sweater in the warmer months. Everything begins to…smell. …might be a bit TMI, but whatever. Write what you know, right? Also, holy crap, I posted. It’s been a hot minute and then some. I blame global warming.
Hopefully I’ll get used to this time change soon, because right now, I’m dying. It’s just thrown me off so badly this year, and I don’t know why. So tired. Just so, so tired. Is this part of getting older? Because if it is, I don’t want it.
Brought to you by “I Actually Woke Myself Up by Licking My Blanket a Couple Nights Back.” Except it wasn’t cake in my dream. It was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Yeah, I don’t know. Sorry about the quick break! Last week got weird fast. But now, back to our regularly scheduled updates (hopefully)!