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My birthday was last week. I'm 21, now! I celebrated by having a midterm on my birthday, which Annhialated me a lot more than I expected considering the ammount of studying I did. Even still, I think I walked out of it with maybe a C, which doesn't really bother me.
Then I got drunk.
I was pretty bad last week, actually. I skipped around my work an awful lot, which isn't good and resulted in an allnighter on sunday night. I worked on page two of a three page comic I'm making called "Herman Drone: The Modern American Man" It's about a depressed, middleaged businessman named Herman Drone, and his goldfish who doesn't have a name that I'm aware of, But I'm sure Herman could tell you if you ever manage to find him.
The more I draw, the more convinced I am that every character that comes out of my hand exists somewhere, probably in an entirely different universe. I like the concept of the multiverse. Infinite universes, each branching off from a different event in the timeline. For example, if tap my nose right now (which I did) then there is a different universe where, up to that point, everything else was exactly the same. But I never Tapped my nose. I even used this as an example in that universe, but flat out lied to you, the reader, and didn't tap shit. But taking the butterfly effect into account, who knows the ramifications that nose-tap will have on the future? It seems inconsequential, but it may not be at all. It could save, or possibly destroy, thousands, even millions of lives. I have no idea how this would come from a simple thing as a nose tap, but it COULD happen.
But given this theory, that there are an infinite number of universes, each branching off from a previous, the range of possibilities is endless. Herman drone is out there somewhere, depressed and working with wonky linework like i draw. I refuse to think I invented him, he's out there. It just makes the creative process easier for me if I exist distinctly to channel characters and not create them. Plus, it feels kind of like a superpower, a small glimpse into other universes, and one that I get to share with everyone, which is pretty cool.
I went insane yesterday from being so damn tired. But I didn't do anything terribly stupid, which is good. I just made lots of funny noises.
Well, I think I should stop being a guy who types and start being a guy who does something else, So I'll post another day, far, faaaaaar away. Or maybe tomorrow, but probably not, let's be honest with ourselves, huh?
Then I got drunk.
I was pretty bad last week, actually. I skipped around my work an awful lot, which isn't good and resulted in an allnighter on sunday night. I worked on page two of a three page comic I'm making called "Herman Drone: The Modern American Man" It's about a depressed, middleaged businessman named Herman Drone, and his goldfish who doesn't have a name that I'm aware of, But I'm sure Herman could tell you if you ever manage to find him.
The more I draw, the more convinced I am that every character that comes out of my hand exists somewhere, probably in an entirely different universe. I like the concept of the multiverse. Infinite universes, each branching off from a different event in the timeline. For example, if tap my nose right now (which I did) then there is a different universe where, up to that point, everything else was exactly the same. But I never Tapped my nose. I even used this as an example in that universe, but flat out lied to you, the reader, and didn't tap shit. But taking the butterfly effect into account, who knows the ramifications that nose-tap will have on the future? It seems inconsequential, but it may not be at all. It could save, or possibly destroy, thousands, even millions of lives. I have no idea how this would come from a simple thing as a nose tap, but it COULD happen.
But given this theory, that there are an infinite number of universes, each branching off from a previous, the range of possibilities is endless. Herman drone is out there somewhere, depressed and working with wonky linework like i draw. I refuse to think I invented him, he's out there. It just makes the creative process easier for me if I exist distinctly to channel characters and not create them. Plus, it feels kind of like a superpower, a small glimpse into other universes, and one that I get to share with everyone, which is pretty cool.
I went insane yesterday from being so damn tired. But I didn't do anything terribly stupid, which is good. I just made lots of funny noises.
Well, I think I should stop being a guy who types and start being a guy who does something else, So I'll post another day, far, faaaaaar away. Or maybe tomorrow, but probably not, let's be honest with ourselves, huh?