I went on a speed boat for the first time ever.
I sat at the front clutching on for dear life until I
noticed that my girl and the kid we were with were all
casual about it holding on to nothing.
When the boat was close enough I handed my shoes shirt and pants to Marian and jumped in swimming to shore. The next day I woke up and my boxers were still all salt water salty.
Aside from that It's been comic books and secret meeting and comic books. Tonight was writting and laying out the next 5 pages of my Multiple warheads 2 book. I layed out the whole thing then read a bunch of girls manga and re-layed it out with some fresh comics science. There's some kind of perfection somewhere between the dense barbarian storytelling of a John Buscema conan and a sparse wordless 3 line coathanger of a Mari Okazaki Sweat and Honey.
shit I should be sleeping.
Listening to: dr who books on tape
Reading: conan and girls manga
Playing: mario cart