... and perhaps more crucially, I managed not to break my wrist with it. Nice weather for putting up a fence this weekend, wasn't it? Too bad that even though the weather is nice, the days are short. Still, half a fence is better than none.
I had to leave a party at around twenty to midnight on Saturday which was TOO BAD because I was in a kitchen with two other Oxford Illustrators and we were about (fuelled by martinis and bitterness) to form the League of Angry Illustrators. Tim reckons they're the sworn enemy of The Library, a group of superheroes that exist chiefly as scribbled notes tucked down the side of my bed. Precis is my favourite, you can probably guess how her powers work. I'm not sure that the League of Angry Illustrators would be able to do much, though. There's a limit to the active effect of a satirical cartoon.
This week's strip may have a slightly valentinish theme. I'd apologise, but, you know. I don't want to, and I wouldn't mean it.
I had to leave a party at around twenty to midnight on Saturday which was TOO BAD because I was in a kitchen with two other Oxford Illustrators and we were about (fuelled by martinis and bitterness) to form the League of Angry Illustrators. Tim reckons they're the sworn enemy of The Library, a group of superheroes that exist chiefly as scribbled notes tucked down the side of my bed. Precis is my favourite, you can probably guess how her powers work. I'm not sure that the League of Angry Illustrators would be able to do much, though. There's a limit to the active effect of a satirical cartoon.
This week's strip may have a slightly valentinish theme. I'd apologise, but, you know. I don't want to, and I wouldn't mean it.
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Very nice weather this weekend, indeed. I used my Saturday to jump-start my car and visit an elephant in Oxon, and then my Sunday to spring-clean my bedroom in anticipation of R moving in shortly. Net space gain includes several clothes, half a box of comics, and various books, coming to an Oxfam near me shortly. Unless I should do something else with the comics? Some signed Bone comics (but I don't think I can be arsed to eBay them) and some oddities of a non-valuable nature.
On a similar note - the next London Mart for selling comics a la Jenni Cole is on the 16th March if you're interested. Jenni C can't make it so Guy might well have spare space if you wanted to ask him.
Maybe I've a higher soppy tolerance than I thought I had, but I don't think it's all that soppy. Maybe because it's a grown-up rather than a trad teen sentiment.
tiny pterosaurs are love!