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Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers.Can you read that title without snickering? I can't. Someone sold us a collection a while back. Whenever I come across a copy, I giggle to myself ( Read more... ) -
Craziness
Yesterday was Free Comic Book Day, which was fun-busy-hectic. Is there a single word for chaotically enjoyable? Enjoyable chaos? The first two hours, I pretty much just walked briskly in a circle around the back half of the store, greeting and helping and such. I was exhausted by 4 ( Read more... ) -
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I went to Paperbacks Plus to sell half of the books still in storage. Since their store credit prices are extremely fair, I opted for that instead of cash. And, managed not to blow it all. I showed restraint, buying only a Cure cd and an anthology of short stories with both Sherman Alexie and Neil Gaiman. There were two other anthologies with ( Read more... ) -
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Antonio met my cats. Oooh, serious relationship now ( Read more... ) -
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A semi-regular customer came by yesterday. We don't see him every week, and he's not much of a talker, but he's familiar ( Read more... ) -
And my cat's breath smells like catfood
My cats rearranged all three rugs I have in my tiny apartment ( Read more... ) -
Comics have lesbians?
customer: I heard there are comics for lesbians. My friend's daughter is lesbian ( Read more... ) -
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Where does my memory go? Oddly enough, a webcomic answered it. On my birthday, no less.
My birthday went great aside from the lobster red sunburn I got. I glow. I'm like a stop light of pain. I now have three types of aloe vera to try to save my skin with. -
Trying not to abandon Livejournal
While I have convinced many customers to read Locke and Key, I have yet to get close friends hooked on it. Alas. I have no one to snicker with and go "Oh snap!" at the most recent issue. Hot cherry pie indeed. CreeeeepyComics aside, my personal life is going okay, aside from being broke. Or, rather, too close to broke for comfort. It seems ( Read more... ) -
Crappy Plumbing II: Revenge of the Pipes
I haven't really been here since Saturday morning, and yet somehow I return home to find my toilet backed up. My fellow tenants don't have the same problem. I tried to fix it, called the landlords, left a message, and went back to trying to fix it myself. On the second go, I was victorious in a fight I would have preferred to never have in the ( Read more... )