and regarding comics, Cross Canticle is 3 pages old... and stuck already. It would seem the age old problematic plot devices are on the fritz again, which means im going to have to stop drawing and start writing for a little while. Poo. Well, there'll be at least two more pages before the halt.. i've just got to do a whole lot of cleaning and reworking on the storyline before i let it go past the dream sequence.
And this would be why i hadn't started CC up sooner XD. aiya, it's just so messy messy messy, chop chop, fix fix, stitch stitch. i'll need to run this by a certain sister who happens to be 600 miles away. IM NOT TALKING ABOUT
aiya. and now, i will vanish into the night! come my bretheren, we fly! *zooms into the sky with a cloud of noisy parakeets*
foot!








And so anyways, here in Mississippi, the seasons never quite make much sense for very long - so this particular season we were out during the afternoon and it was warm and humid and we had our little bird inside of it's cage, sitting outside so we could play with it outside without it flying away.
Well anyways, being the little children that we were, we got exciting about something else and ran inside and didn't think about the bird again.
Next morning, we had a bird popscicle in our cage. Talk about learning about the facts of life. I had no idea you could freeze to death while standing up like that.
I never quite looked at myself in the mirror the same way again. I murdered my first parakeet!