Having sex with teens will cost a cow.

Breaking news today from Swaziland. For the next five years, any teenage girls who become pregnant outside of wedlock and any men who impregnate a teenage girl will be fined one cow.

Iain suggested that the cows could be used as a substitute in the interim, but I for one don’t think even men from Swaziland are potent enough to impregnate cows.

The last few words here from me (today).

Today has gone by very quickly. So many words spilled out of my fingers today and into various places that it seems shocking to feel like I didn’t get anything done. That feeling is passing as it sinks in that writing is somethign I love to do, even when Ihave reading to do. I didn’t read a single page of American Psycho or Tribulation Force today (I have them with me at work), and I may or may not have the opportunity to read them tonight, depending upon whether I get to work on more comics tonight or not.

I’m really struggling with the sixth and seventh comics. I haven’t even begun to style the art for the fourth one, though I have some good ideas for a whole bunch of strips in a storyline that you’ll just have to wait and see. I’ve got to sit down and take some time developing exactly the right style of art for this one, since it will be one of the few comics I do that requires the introduction of new artwork on a regular basis. I think some people will be disappointed int he way I’m handling the art for three of the comics (perhaps more, depending onw hat happens with six and seven), since I basically just drew each character/setting once and copy and paste them where they should be. One of them is ME2, and you know what THAT looks like. The others at least have the opportunity for new art, since I originated the originals, and know I can re-produce those styles easily. Of course, since it is so time-consuming to get this stuff done at the level I want to do it, I do not expect myself to do a lot of new artwork all the time.

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Free never tasted so good.

So I saw a TV commercial for a product that, while I’m not interested in paying for, caught my attention. It was a commercial for Diet-ZX, and it claimed that I could receive a four month supply ABSOLUTELY FREE!!! They weren’t trying to sell me on a subscription to the pills that would cost me later, they weren’t trying to sell me exercize videos to enhance the Diet-ZX’s effectiveness, they were letting me know that if I call now, I can receive a four month supply, that’s 8 bottles total of Diet-ZX, ABSOLUTELY FREE!!! That’s four bottles of Diet-ZX and four bottles of Diet-ZX PM, ABSOLUTELY FREE!!! Call now, or order online at www.vitaFREE.com.

Of course, what I was paying close attention to, and noticed just before their 30 second spot was up, was that their pills are not entirely free. You see, they charge a small Shipping & Handling fee on only $6.95. Per Bottle. It was all in the tiny white print that ran across the bottom of the screen while the muscled, skinny athletes told me how wonderful their ABSOLUTELY FREE!!! product would make my life. One happy customer lost 12 inches off her waist in only 4 weeks. Creepy.

So, if you’re interested in this ABSOLUTELY FREE!!! offer for Diet-ZX, go to www.vitaFREE.com right now, and place your order.

The icicles at the end of my arms you call fingers

It’s cold where I am. The air outside may seem a torture to some, but it would be as bliss to my aching flesh. Some people believe that keeping people cold keeps them awake, and allowing people to be warm will put them to sleep. This may be the case for some people, but the opposite has always been true for me. When I am in a cold room, I move slower, have trouble concentrating, experienced reduced desire to do anything but get warm, and feel more and more like I should just fall asleep. When I am kept warm, I feel energized, my muscles feel better, my breathing becomes deeper, I can more easily focus on what needs to get done, since I’m not concerned with trying to stay warm.

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Happy Birthday to me…

So, as the more astute of you may already be aware, my 23rd Birthday is rapidly approaching. At the end of this week, I will have to try to remember to tell people I’m 23 instead of 22. On the subject of whether I have converted birthdays to my calendar yet, no. The calendar does not officially begin to take effect until 1.1.1.0, and it is only 1.3.3.-1 today, so realistically, the old farmer’s calendar still applies. If I were going to convert, (which incidentally, I just did for the first time) I would find that my birthday is 4.3.3.-29, which means that I will be 28 new years old on Thursday and 23 farmer years onld on Friday. Weird. That they would happen to fall so close together, I mean.

Anyway, my birthday is coming up (one way or another) at the end of this week. I would have said something sooner, but it didn’t occur to me that it was coming up so quickly until Friday, when someone mentioned that they had ordered something for me for my birthday and it had not yet arrived. Looks like I’m back to my old habit of missing important calendar dates until they are right upon me. A couple years ago, I didn’t realize Christmas was coming up until December 23rd, and I had to run around pretty crazy-like to be ready in time. Last year I overcompensated, started too early, and ran out of steam before Christmas arrived.

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