My journal strips started as a failed attempt at hourlies. I got this far before giving up on the hourly concept.
Transcripts
5:30
Dreamt I drew porn. That's dumb, why would I draw girl on girl? I hate that stuff
Read webcomics. Bad ones. These are so bad.
6:30
Please don't leave me.
Ugh this song. Is she supposed to sound abusive or romantic?
Dug my keys into the side of his pretty little souped up 4-wheel drive.
What is this, the "women, am I right?" power hour?
7:30
Yay, got my first surgery all ready. Blood drawn and catheter placed. Where's everyone else?
8:30
Hey, a Spanish ingredient list on this Pringles can. "Cebolla en polvo"... onoin powder.
I never took Spanish.
Wait, how do I know cebolla means onion?