A Waste of Time

True story, and actually the laptop was ruined.  I include comics like this so that when it’s all said and done, you can see some of the reasons I stick around in a particular relationship maybe longer than I should.  I mean, if he thinks that finishing giving a blowjob is more important than water seeping through his laptop’s keyboard, then I start to think that maybe there’s substance to this guy.

I’m straining to make an analogy between that and the work I’m doing tonight on a page for the upcoming storyline.  I’ve been thinking, me and crosshatching were kinda on a break.  I still love crosshatching, I just don’t know if I’m in love with crosshatching, you know?  But then here I am, getting going on these pages, and I decide that I need the large skies in three consecutive panels to be textured with little hatches.  Like, a bunch of them.  And now that I did it, and I’m sitting back smoking a cigarette- not really, I hate smoking cigarettes, but I can’t think of another cliched things that people do post orgasm like that, and I’ve already mentioned that this analogy is strained- and I’m thinking, damn, maybe I was feeling distant from crosshatching, but the bitch can look hot sometimes, you know?  So, there’s gonna be some crosshatching in my drawings still, and there’s gonna be some boys in my life that probably aren’t the best for my emotional well being.  It’s how I roll.  And really, both things are probably better for the comics, so you’re all welcome.

New comic tomorrow.