Fillin the void

Everyone's back! I'll never have to be lonely again!

I think I might be approaching PMS time because of certain clues popping up. Like being crazy. Most women at least have the definite knowledge it's PMS, because the calendar emphatically tells them it is so. Not me unfortunately. My biological rhythms would make the Worst Song in the World, like Will Farrell in that Saturday Night Sketch with the cowbell. It's always fun and surprises when my next period will be. Did I just win the pregnancy lotto? Should I sell the baby? NO, it's just one of those 2-month cycles this "month."

I will be dyeing my hair bright blue soon. I don't have a job and don't need a job where they care about that sort of thing, so it seems like appropriate timing. Since I don't have a job I'm going to do it myself, but I've done various boyfriends and housemates' dye jobs enough that I think I can handle it.

I think I might have to give up on a couple web comics soon, most notably nataliedee (in addition to her husband's comic and their joint effort married to the sea). I can't decide whether she's just not living up to funny standards or whether I'm taking her harsh attitude personally. She's probably fun in person too, but sometimes I'm too sensitive for anger, layin down the copyright law, and crude humor on the internet. Maybe I'm just puffy PMS. I bet if she drew a puffy sickly pink PMS monster in that cutesy style of hers we would be cool again.

Anyway, I've read a lot of internet comics lately and am continually revising the funny/meaningful standards. If you have any new comics that you think might meet my exacting criteria, send me an email and I'll check it out. If I don't say anything I probably didn't like it. It happens.