friday apologizes for the lack of a wednesday comic, for friday was hungry and ate it and we were all very sad about it.
when you are very, very drunk, slumped over a dirty bar, surrounded by uncaring strangers and attractive women who will not look at you, sometimes you think you see god, but it is just a homeless person. he does not have the ability to save your soul, only to ask for change. or show you his genitals. both are good options, i guess.
updates will become more regular. things are in order here now, after a battle with my inner demons (which was pretty epic, as you can imagine).
i hope your weekend is, like, totally rad.