Monday, March 12, 2012

Chapter 14, Page 1 It came from the drain

Hyposmia is not for those with weak stomachs.

Ha! Bet you didn't think I'd get another strip out so soon! Well, I diiiiid iiiiiit!

This is going to be a fun, if somewhat disgusting arc. All things considered, not having a fully functional sense of smell is probably a good thing. I'd never get some things cleaned otherwise. I'm not quite anosmic, since I can pick up a few (very strong) things in a vague sort of way. So the correct medical term would be hyposmia.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Chapter 14, Title Page Creepy Crawly

Sketchy arachnid!

I'm back! And I have a Wacom tablet!

So hopefully I'll be able to keep up an actual update schedule.

Monday, January 30, 2012

Chapter 13, Page 10 Who cleans up the mess

Teenagers, a messy breed.

I don't think janitors (oh, we're supposed to call them custodians now?) get enough credit sometimes. We just take for granted all the stuff they have to put up with. Especially when children and teenagers are involved. Especially, teenagers. Somehow, they seem to be even messier than children. And then there are the adults who never seemed to grow out of leaving messes in their wake.

Sorry for the delay (again). Hopefully I'll be able to get my life in some semblance of order so I can return to a more stable schedule. (Or any kind of schedule.)

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Chapter 13, Page 9 A Song, Or Not

...bottles of beer on the wall...

I have gotten through the entire song once. And that was only because my co-workers wanted to see if I would actually finish it. Otherwise I have always been stopped, abruptly and sometimes violently, before reaching the end of the first verse.

Also, so sorry for the lack of updates. I could give all sorts of reasons for the delay but you've probably heard it all before. T.T One more strip in this chapter and then I have to figure out something else!

Monday, October 31, 2011

Chapter 13, Page 8 Captain Hook-Less

It's like Minnesota during angling season.

I feel like I've been apologizing every time I manage to upload something. ~.~ Life has been happening with distressing frequency lately. Added to that my own (perhaps vain) attempts at sorting my stuff. I wonder at what point I'll just give up and donate everything to Goodwill. Ah, but then I'd worry that I might have accidentally gotten rid of something irreplaceable.

Kinda like Hook's hand. I wonder what he was called before Peter cut off his hand. Or if that's his name and Peter thought it'd be funny if Hook had a hook.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Chapter 13, Page 7 Something missing

Skipping lines in a play.

Sorry for the delay. Again. Ugh. Allergies. Anyway, Mary has to improvise a little here. I kinda feel for the kid who played Peter Pan.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Chapter 13, Page 6 Pre-performance problems

Mary doesn't like make-up. Understatement!

More delays. Really should do something about that. Maybe if I actually budgeted my time. Though considering what's happened in the past when I tried to maintain a daily schedule... *sigh*

Well, I rather hope this is an exaggeration of actual events. I don't think I ever caused this big a scene before a performance. Though I was rather vocal about my dislike for make-up. It feels... *wrong.* I don't like having stuff stuck to my face.