This is Pretty Uplifting.
Smiles and wonders and happiness abound! A bunch of stuff went on tonight and to sum it up would be to say: I ran out of time. I had drunk ass roommates that I spent time with for the first half of the evening. Then I got hungry. Then I confessed in IRC to liking Eiffel 65, which lead an awesome dude to introduce me to nu-italo (the genre). So I had to check that out.
Then it was 3:30 and half the comic was done and the second half was going to be INSANELY COMPLICATED. So I cut it up and you guys can have this half today. I don’t think I really even like the second half, well, I do. But I don’t have the skill to render it correctly? I might finish it and throw it up this weekend or just append it to the top of Wednesday’s page. Either way, sorry.
I don’t think Doherty’s imagination is this peaceful and placid from all the hype I’ve been giving it. But here I am, being proven wrong by my own comic.
Also here is a sketch of how I look because I am vain:



