I’d like to get back to posting more regularly, but it’s hard to find stand alone pages from the stuff I’m working on. But if figured this one will resonate with anyone who has ever been in this position, or has a shitty pet. At least this dream wasn’t as bad as the one I had last night where I had sex with Artie, a character on Warehouse 13. Or the one where genetically altered meerkats ripped the face off an ex-boyfriend. I’ve got to stop watching sci-fi.