And now for something completely different...

I know I don't really have any real pressures forcing me to do anything or to stagnate myself with the comic, but somehow, I feel that way. I may just be deluding myself quite a bit. But, either way, I want to change things up with the comic. I've been thinking about it a lot, and I hate the direction it's going. While, I'm fine with picking on myself (because if you can't have a sense of humor about your own misfortune, then how are you going to survive it?) but, I feel like it's becoming less and less 'true' in a way. I've been reading quite a few other journal/diary type comic strips, and that's one of the things I've noticed that I am branching away from, that I like about these other strips. The fact that they're just finding simple amusement in the little things. I've been able to do that at times, but I somehow got myself into a rut of just basically making myself into a victim/doofus, and to be honest, it's kind of depressing me. Time for something new. Something more 'me'.

Alcy

I felt like such an asshole. Remind me not to do this again.

Faulty Memory part 2.

I'm not entirely sure why I always portray Dante as completely belittling me, since he's actually such a friendly rat. Maybe I just need a 'character' that's on my ass.

Crookshanks?

My memory certainly isn't what it used to be.

Oops

Well, decided to try out drawing the strip today traditionally, in ink. Goodness gracious, I apologize for the quality. I would just re-ink it in painter, like I do with comics usually, but I'm already a few days behind, and don't really care to do it over.
Hopefully it's still amusing and legible. Though, I really probably shouldn't admit to some of this stuff.

Treasure is Everywhere

Hopefully this one isn't too unrelatable, but Brandon and I were digging a drainage ditch for one of his professors, and it was in such a lovely area of Canandaigua. The view was wonderful. Pretty similar to the way I drew it, except I cut out the man's house. It's sort of a panoramic view of how it was laid out. Kind of.
Either way, it was a great change of pace to actually get outside and exercise a bit. Made a little money in the process too. Also, got a little color in my skin that wasn't from driving around in a car.
Kudos to Brandon for doing this every couple weekends. He totally picked up for my slack, since I'm a lazy sitting-around-too-much-on-the-computer piece of crap.

Class is as Class Does.

If only Dante and I really could have conversations.