Hey loves! Wow, October is just about ending and I have yet another inexplicable lacking o’er here on CerealSat. I’m beginning to see a pattern. Meh.

Well, rest assured that I haven’t been sitting on my gooey butt.  I’ve been working, churning and desperately trying to catch up to deadlines =_= This whole week as been like a mad sprint of emails, and yet I’m still behind. At least I’ve completed my more immediate promises, but I can still think of about 3 people I owe work. Sigh. To all of you out there who are expecting work from me and are waiting so patiently, THANK YOU for not chasing me with the guilt stick. (Hey Irene :|) Although, yeah… you have my permission to hit me up every now in then for a healthy guilt jig and reminder. Smiles.

In other news, comics and day job aren’t they only obligations wringing me tight these days.  I was actually reliving my High School literature classes last night, reviewing my younger brother Tony for his exams today. (@_@ I hope the bugger does well.) We worked till about midnight and I was high on excessive caffiene and the joy that comes from discussing short stories. By the time we finished, my head was full and chest heavy with all sorts of thoughts. Like  all the crap zooming beyond my control and the anxieties of what I want versus what I HAVE. What I can will and what IS. Unable to sleep, I stayed up drawing and inking this comic. It’s just one page and not anything fantastic, but I stayed up till 5ish in the morning,  coaxing our stubborn scanner while it was still gloomy out. I shivered, and it was around this time in the wee hours that I’ve finally decided: I’m going back to school goddamet. Through hell or high water.

Let’s do this, shit.BAM.