I wonder why it is i feel like can’t really give the real reasons for problems i have with the comic sometimes. The biggest “problem” i’ve been dealing with for the past five weeks or so has been something i really can’t talk about online, but it hasn’t been the only thing. I’m a bit stubborn, i guess - i either overdo it and am too open about stuff, or i give the world the silent treatment and just can’t bring myself to blog or rant or sometimes even draw. I may not be an artist, but i have an artist’s temperament, i think.
Of course, part of the problem with ‘dark hints’ and ‘things i wont talk about’ is that everyone assumes that its something really bad or sinister or just ‘big’. I’ve even had people email me asking if it is this or that, even to the point where one email was asking if i was occupying my time with was vulgar -_-;; Feh. The joys of having a large readership. I make no effort to hide that i’m an idiotically emotional person, but that doesn’t mean i think people really want to deal with the raw me 
Being the way i am is part of what enables me to do what i do - it’s a double edged sword. Art is a way we express things we can’t describe, and doing so opens up vulnerabilities that can be hard to quantify. (Oh, that reminds me, you people who label me as “Emo”… Don’t do that. I view it as a derogatory label, so don’t apply it to me. People and their need to pidgen hole people…)
Still, if you’ve ever met me i don’t think i come off as a total nutter… It takes a lot of guts to be truly sensitive in this world. I take a lot of shit for it, but whatever - i think that my skin is a hella lot thicker than most people realize.
Even so, sometimes things get to me, and i admit, i blew mondays comic because i was worried… about my cat.
Our little girl cat Hime is at the vet right now undergoing surgery at a local veterinary hospital. I felt a lump behind her shoulder blade last week and immediately decided that she needed to go in to have it checked out. The vet said that what it might be is an injection-site sarcoma that probably came from a Feline Lukemia vaccine she got when she was younger. All indications are that she’ll be fine, and hopefully this won’t effect her life much more than having the lump removed and keeping an eye on her, but… it’s something that i just can’t help but be worried about. What’s sad is that the word ‘Sarcoma’ didn’t scare me, but the next day when Sarah used the word ‘cancer’ to describe it… funny how some words are scarier than others.
Anyways, i know i’m worrying too much, and i’m sure that most of you would not rate that high enough to warrant the missing of comics… but i was so damn pathetic yesterday. I sat and worked on the drawings for seven hours, and at the end of it had four drawings that didn’t work together and a script i realized didn’t do anything. Not only does the little bugger chew on cables, she just bombed a comic for me.
dumb blog entry, i guess. I’ll feel better this afternoon when i get Hime home 
If nothing else i have a good start on Wednesday’s comic.
- pirotunes: Lusine - Everything Under the Sun from “Serial Hodgepodge” -
