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Ready, amigo.

Man, I don't even know what I'm supposed to do about that. I can force myself to talk more while eating, even though that's a ridiculously hard habit to break. I can relax more. But how I use dining utensils? I mean, come on here. That's being a little ridiculous. Maybe I'm not the one who needs to relax.

What happened to it being quirky?Not that I'm upset or anything.

I've got another story arc planned out for my comics mainly because I don't feel like I can think of any more one-shot comics that are funny enough. So I have to go for depressing. The thing that I've found is that, no matter how depressing people find things to be, they can still laugh. At depressing things. It's because they don't know how else to react. And because they don't know, they try to find the funny side. It's a coping mechanism. And I love it.

I need to go clothes shopping. I need more button-up shirts. All of my button-ups have sleeves are too short. And some pants. I want it to get cold. Maybe I should get, like, a sweater vest. Or a sweater so I can wear button-ups underneath? That looks pretty nice.

More importantly, I need to scratch out some time to write my zombie story. Again.

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Ashley said…
I told youuu.

It's me being OCD. It's not your fault, and venting about it makes me feel better. It wasn't something I was asking you to change.

But I do for realz like you talking more :]
September 29, 2009 at 7:53 AM
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