I was gonna get started on the next page of Brimzero tonight, but I decided this at about one in the morning, and I’ve yet to script out the next few pages, and since it’s action-oriented, I’ll have to storyboard the suckers. So I don’t see myself getting any sketching done tonight. Let’s just call it an end-of-year break. I promise to get really drunk and post whatever I draw, or at least write down some of the more embarrassing shit I do and make a comic out of it.

Sketchbattle is taking applications for season seven, it seems. I’m hella not applying. I could probably keep up, and I would like the exposure, but this past season just transcended sad. With the exception of a couple by Hepting/Smith and Shawn Handyside, there wasn’t a decent comic, much less a decent insult the whole time I was watching. Not that I’d be very good at it, but I think I could do better than “Hey Giana, you really ought to close those legs.” (Ah yes, making friends tonight)

In other news, I thought Afterstrife wasn’t being updated, but I, in a fit of pure genius, bookmarked an archived page instead of the one that, y’know, updates. Yess, I’m terribly clever. Afterstrife is a very decent comic, by the way.

Lessons learned tonight: I’m goddamn talkative when I’m tired.