where to begin?

Here's some favorite photos of Sandy and Noreaster.



Two things I realized: I smell really bad going three days without a shower. I really am addicted to this site because I made sure I'm going on and posting or at least keeping up with my feed so I don't have to dig.

Yeah, no hot water sucked. I did the alternative. Sponge Bath. There is no sexy self sponge bath. Not after I gained ten pounds. My all chicken diet failed.

Speaking of weight loss, anyone want to throw out an attaboy if I can prove I'm actually working hard? I never had a problem losing weight for a bet but when it's just for me I say fuck it because I can still see my toes and dick when I stare down my stomach.

By the way, if the above didn't give it away, I think I have body image issues. I definitely need to fix this self ragging thing I have going. I wish I could just have one fight that I get the guilt or bottled emotion beat out of me and then go on with things.

After the New York Comic Con, I talked with two artists. One is drawing a ten page story of mine. The other is in talks. I want to have three complete real books to show for the next convention and I'm not doing small press. Main floor or bust, and I have to present myself better. That means a real website. Maybe a boothbabe. I don't know, I'll see if I haven't pissed off or chased my friends away.