Bah...

Yeah.

So things have not being going so entirely wonderfully in a lot of ways. I finally realised that my constant nightly heavy drinking was probably getting in the way of important stuff like getting the actual band together at long fucking last, to say nothing of writing a cartoon with actual content three times a week, plus recording, plus the other stuff, so last week I started trying to cut down and had a couple of non drinking nights.

That was ok, and then the weekend came.

That was ok too, as I thought, you know, from Monday on, we are going back on the wagon for the week.

I've quit alcohol for longer or shorter periods in the past and it was easy, but that was because I was smoking weed then and almost didn't notice. Alas, I can't do that any more. So this time, not drinking means I have to be straight. I haven't been straight since just before my finals. Which were in 1993.

And it turns out to be harder than I thought. Which is not a good sign. But it's ok. I'll do it. I've caught myself in time, I think. And I have a lot to do.

Might growl a bit in the meantime though.

In other news, I've found two utterly fucking wonderful web-based graphic novels, both of which take a beautifully jaundiced view of the War On Terra. Shooting War is set in Iraq, while Spiders takes on Afghanistan.

Read them both.

Oh, and in other other news, I uploaded some more poetry too. Some of them aren't too horrible.