First page of this comic. I plan to update every Friday.
But to start things up i’ll be posting a page each day during this week.
Yo guys. First page is finally up and to make things special I’ll be posting a new page through all week until the 16th
Then the comic will weekly every Friday.
I just wanna say thank you to all my friends who help me get this thing going and to all my followers who have waited patiently for this. It means a lot!
on occasion, i browse the clearance racks at overpriced hipster-y boutiques cause from time to time you can find amazing deals, but being in Rich People Places always makes me a little nervous– and today when i was picking up a layaway from one of these shops, my nerves resulted in a story the shopkeepers are probably gonna be telling for quite a while.
i’d just come from the feed store for lizard food (ie: bugs), and it was like 95F out so they were slowly being smothered to death in my backpack. so when the clerk, who i’d overheard was only on her second day working there, gave me my fancy sundress in a bag way too big for it, i pulled out two dozen crickets in a plastic bag and a tub full of mealworms from my pack and set them gently on the bag so they could breathe better till i got home.
this girl’s eyes go wide and she looks imploringly back at the equally startled-looking manager helping her through the transaction, and i realize that this might look a little weird to folks who aren’t reptile keepers. so, instead of doing the logical thing and explaining that i’m feeding leopard geckos, i sorta chuckled and shrugged apologetically, and just said “dinner, y’know?”
for the briefest of moments, there was an awkward silence so sweaty and suffocating you could drown in it, and then, in true daytime comedy fashion,
Huh? Back at this again? Really? I already apologized for that mishap of me being an ass, which I will admit, yes, I was. Have I learned from my mistake?… yes.
And abandoning me as a friend I could care less about especially in this situation. If someone was willing to turn on me like a DIME, for something so petty and small. They were not a friend to begin with. Or at least in my eyes.
Makes me curious who the anon is though, now I got several ideas because it was a mistake to send this when there have been no context to anything, which means your someone who’s either involved, or know whats going on. Also using different typing patterns I can still read it in your voice dip shit.
My blog, Im allowed to vent, will I out people and start drama? No. Will I respond to people who try to out me? Yes.
