so over the last couple days i finally decided to sit down and read between boyfriends again for the first time in over a year. i expected to cringe my way through it, but i was detached enough from the content this time that i actually found myself laughing! in the two years since those stories have passed i forgot SO many details, and reading them all in chronological order was like gossiping over dinner with an old friend. at the same time i was surprised to see i had skipped over some really ridiculous stories that i couldn’t forget if i tried (like that time i threw up on a boy’s laundry bag, and that time a message board was obsessed with me, and that dude who had a padlocked trunk full of…supplies), but those will just have to live on in my memories. that ship has sailed.
i’m still deep in the throes of finishing up the graphic novel guide to HTML i’ve been working on foooooreevvverrrr, but as soon as i can tuck that away i’m getting back to personal comics. my long arm stapler is ready for a workout.