So...yeah. The lack of proper comicry today is entirely my fault. As Sarah said, I somehow failed utterly to write a script, which would have probably taken me all of fifteen minutes to scratch out. I know it's not much of an excuse, but I've been a tad bit preoccupied with other things this weekend (picking Rubi back up, doing laundry, rewatching the vast majority of Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann, finding apparati that would stop my room from smelling like cat, cleaning said room, eating large and luxurious lunches, alliterating adjectives, et cetera), and I entirely forgot that there were only two days to the weekend. This might seem an odd thing to forget, seeing as there always have been and always will be only a brace of solar cycles between work weeks, but I forgot it nonetheless.
Yes, that's right. I completely spaced a basic astrophysical/temporal concept that even kindergarteners can keep track of. This appears to have happened with absolutely no regard for my prodigious intellect...at least, I should hope so. And thusly ends my excuse for the lack of narrative advancement today.
On the upside, Sarah presents to you perhaps the most NSFW image that has ever graced the front page of this site--by which I mean the only image to date that has featured shapely, shaven labia. And, in all honesty, I'm about as impressed as Brighton is. I usually only go in for brunettes, but damn. Just goes to show that Melody, not entirely unlike Stacy's mom, has got it goin' on.
...I sincerely apologize for that reference.
Anyway, I'll have a script for a proper comic whipped up soon, so the standard helping of lesbians and humor will be served as per the usual on Wednesday. You can count on it, this time. Even now I can hear the cracking of Dame Maggie Smith's riding crop sounding the call for me to get back on s(h/ch)edule, and it is a call I shan't ignore.
I fear dreadful things will happen if I do.
-James