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Thursday, August 12, 2004

I'm at work, well for another hour or so, then it's off to the bar to work on Fateball. I think that Greg is done with the pencils and inks so that means we're all ready to move on to something else. I'm thinking I'll poop out this little script I got in my head where Fate meets her nemesis ROCK CANDY for the first time. I don't want to give out details beyond that but Rock is a money character destined to go places. I luh her. Oh, uhm my therapist gave me an assignment, I have to complete two scripts by my next appt or he will be disappointed in me. That would way suck cause he's a cool guy. I think I can do it. I would have started the other day but I had a ruinous toothache which I really think was a panic attack manifesting itself as a physical type pain, if that makes sense. Luckily My wifey had some vicodin on hand and I gobbled up a mouthful and floated off to a happier place. Bed. Well, take care of your silly self and all that gay shit...



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