A comic about life, love, death, and choices, in about three colors.
I have that blurry swirly gibberishy blindness thing going on.This condition seems to coincide with my increased respectpity for those enlisted in the data entry profession.



I spent the better part of my day standardizing the formatting of notations for a programming client of mine. There were thousands of them. Each uniquely willynilly. I finished, somehow, but the data migration will have to wait till tomorrow.

Sometimes I wish I were a coal miner.

Please rotate your tiny device.