I just ate a ltre of ice cream. Not a word of a lie. My head is cold, my throat is cold, my everything is cold. Do I regret? no.


I have chapters 1 and 2 done up for a story line, and I think I'm going to start the sketch board and go from there before I hit any more chapters. I'm noticing that there is a lot of confusing following what I'm doing. No, I'm not a writer and that isn't what this is about. Each page is full colour art with word bubbles. And that's that. So for those who are trying to piss in my corn flakes about this whole thing, you can cut it out.

I realized that I have zero space to draw out panels that are up to 2.5 feet wide. So I'm in the process of nailing together a drawing table. That drawing table is just two metal frames with an old wooden door propped on an angle atop and bolted on. Eh voila! Seriously, I think I might love this thing more than a table purchased from a store. Hmm....