was planning to get ahead on comics tonight. and start an animation experiment i’ve been putting off.
instead I gorged on mongolian grill and watched movies and tv. took a nap in there somewhere. feels like strong sudden depression is at play in my subconscious, fucking up my motivation. ugh.
anywho. it’s midnight. maybe sleeping in will help.
was planning to do some storyboards, but collaborator backed out. I’m pretty sure they’ll want to do it next week. when i’ll be up in portland at WebVisions conference and : not able to do it. sooo.
(i think this at the core of today’s depression.)
(also, maybe it’s a backlash to today’s work-conference going pretty well. mental exhaustion. mayyybe.)
this strip was actually meant to be really exciting.
it was meant to spring some facts on you. most notably that the family is ready and waiting for the men in suits. Those who have made a practice of knocking them unconscious then invading.
OH SHIT IS ON NOW! WEOOO!
hopefully the art conveys this. originally i’d scripted it to be silent. but. bleh. thought some text would help with tension/pacing. … /explaining.