Archive for November, 2011
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I think this was the point I realized that I’d begun viewing Susan as more complex than I had previously written her (although I’d always liked how she was).
Oh, and that’s a poster of Soul Coughing’s “Ruby Vroom” album.
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Most people I’ve met have this urge to some degree. I think I tend to like the people who are good at not acting on it. Whether its suppression or ignoring or just practice, doesn’t matter.
I remember a friend expressing how pleasureful it was to get her gas tank filled, years later, by one of the total jerk bullies from high school. My mind never worked that way, I never felt pleasure in revenge and such, but I get the sentiment.
T.S. Eliot is one of the brilliant people who expressed a lot of strong opinions. I often found I didn’t agree with them, but there was no denying their intelligence, clarity, and beauty.
I thought that might be a poetic way to start pulling Jay from his faith, which I knew I eventually intended.
I think I was in the mood to draw some unusual angles (also in tomorrow’s strip), but this one actually I think fits in with the topic.
Oh, and I have had that thoughts. But thankfully not seriously.
Bruno and her drunken birthdays. Sooooo funny.
Hrm.
I think it’s difficult, especially in your teens and early twenties, to realize that the rest of the world isn’t going through what you’re going through. I think it’s RELATED to narcissism, but is actually more a product of emotions being so new and intense.
That’s “West Cemetery” in Amherst, btw, where Emily Dickenson was buried.
That was very kind of Jeremy to say that.
It was in high school that I first discovered how cutting ones hair can give one a feeling of new start, of new identity.
He’s a man who likes all generations.
