Every few months I make a point to go through the closet and sort through all of my clothing. As somebody with limited space, little self-control, a constant stream of costumes, and a penchant for opp-shops- it is a necessity, lest I drown myself in garments.
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Let’s get unprofessional.
For the first time in my life I am undergoing actual medical treatment for anxiety. Please forgive me if I come across as super stoked or uncharacteristically enthusiastic for the next couple of weeks, motivation hit me like a truck as a seemingly direct result and I don’t know where it is going!
Breakfast, the Rothschild way.
Everything that matters to me matters in this world.
The new year has hit and I can’t help but wonder… if it’s 2015… does that mean I have to get in the fucking robot now? Y’know, eternally being an emotionally challenged 14 year old and all? Or does it only count if you were actually born in 2001?
Is everybody sick of Evangelion references yet? Should I start on Back to the Future instead?
… No?
Okay.
Did you have that dream again?
The holiday season finally seems to be wrapping up which is nice, things got a little hectic for a while there, recreational homicide did cross my mind. More than once. Hopefully things can settle back into a manageable routine now.
I’ve lost control- I don’t want it back.
It’s that time of year again. That is, the time where I settle in for aestivation and pretend adult responsibilities don’t exist.
Me avoiding my responsibilities.
Sorry for the general absence. In particular I apologise for not updating the comic since… August? There are pages in progress, this is merely a case of neglect rather than all out abandonment, and I do intend on having at least one more up before the end of the year. If my intentions even hold any real value at all.
Things have actually been quite good recently (outside of the usual anxiety and heat-exhaustion this time of year brings; perhaps I should move to the northern hemisphere? If Christmas and summer didn’t coincide my coping mechanisms may not be stretched quite so thin). Or at least busy, which is why some things have been neglected; there is only so much time in any given day.
Torn and repaired, just to endure it all again.
On the second of November Tech Support and I headed into town for PAX Australia 2014.
Last year was the first time PAX opened their doors to an Aussie crowd, and they must’ve liked it down in Melbourne since they came back for round two.
The devil’s on your back, but I know you can shake him off.
It isn’t exactly a secret that I’ve been wanting to rework my Commander Keen costume after busting him out for PAX Aus 2013 for the first time since 2011- and as of the recent Melbourne Zombie Shuffle, this has clearly been a successful endeavour.
Hanged Keen in reference to Doom II – MAP32: Grosse.
All the strangers passing through it, where the rules just don’t apply.
The annual Melbourne Zombie Shuffle was on Saturday and, even with the current state of largely unfounded terrorism-based political paranoia putting a slight damper on the props situation, it was a marvellous day!
Left 4 Dead witch.
But you have always known this is not all there is.
Have I mentioned that it’s October? No? Would you have noticed if I didn’t point it out just now? What’s that? You don’t need me to inform you of the functionality of the calendar year? Okay, whatever, just trying to share some joy.
Halloween joy, that is. All 31 days of it. Yep.
Okay, maybe not, too many Australians are spoil-sports about the whole skeleton-war thing for reasons I am yet to determine. Is it the fun aspect? Is Australia anti-fun?
But I digress.
It is not belief when there’s nothing there to trust.
Let’s talk costumes, let’s discuss how my Hermann Gottlieb of Pacific Rim has been undergoing some degree of alteration since his last outing, in the form of an updated ID badge (which has already been discussed in some depth), new shirt, and even new glasses.