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Monday, Dec 1, 2008

December 2008

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Reports of my death are… well, mostly inaccurate.

December 1, 2008
3:30 AM

Holy craps, it feels like forever since I’ve been sitting in front of the computer. A cross-town move is one thing, but there’s nothing like a cross-country move to really, REALLY throw you off your game. I imagine it’s going to be weeks before I start to feel normal again. Oh, let me get this out of the way real quick – I wasn’t able to set up my computer until super late this evening, so today will be the last guest comic.

Seriously though – 1800+ miles later and 33 hours of drive time, I’m TWEAKED. In addition to all that, we wound up schlepping old beds and washing machines to various family members, so it wasn’t until just today that we were able to take the truck back.

In any case, I am alive, against all odds. I’m still coming to terms with Pacific Standard Time once more, so it feels very, very much like it’s almost 3 am, though it be 12. And due to that, I am going to take my leave now and go get some rest. But be assured – tomorrow, I will be returning to my groove and cartooning once more. I swear it on my honor!