I decided that today was the day for me to go through all my comics (yes, all of them, though I suspect that some of the ones I took to college are buried in boxes in my basement still. I won't find them until august if they're there, because my basement is almost floor to ceiling boxes. And I am not brave). I discovered that I have WAY TOO MANY comics. Given that I've only been reading comics for a little more than a year (
trompelol can confirm, because I'm pretty sure we started buying actual comics together? Sometime in the middle of senior year? Yes? Maybe?) I think it's an impressive collection. Especially because I had two bags of little sleeve things to put my older comics in today, and I used about 200 of them. And a ton of my comics were already bagged. I HAVE TOO MANY COMICS.
And yet I don't have enough. It's a sad, sad, addiction.
I also realized that fucking Judd Winick is EVERYWHERE. Why is this a problem, you may be asking. Judd Winick is amazing, you point out. He's writing the new Batman, which is awesome, he wrote the Outsiders, which was awesome, and Hannah, can you be forgetting his incredibly long run writing Green Arrow?
No, I'm not forgetting. That's exactly the reason WHY I hate him. Because he took Connor Hawke's characterization and DESTROYED IT. Connor was one of my favorite characters in GA, and probably the DC verse in general (because he's hilarious, and Buddhist pacifist superheroes are always interesting), and Winick literally stripped him of all personality, and all merit: he gave him amnesia and superpowers. Aaaaaaargh. So I resolved to never forgive him, but just realized that he's wormed his way into my comics collection and I can't get rid of him!
Bastard.