It's a song by the Smiths, and it's also what happened with my Hourly Comics Day attempt this year.
That's it folks! No hours, no ending. It looks like a promising start for a day but I remember rest of it being quite a blunt Sunday with quite a lot of scrolling.
After an effective and work-filled January, I've felt tired and grumpy through most of the February. Except for the teaching days when I know where I have to be and what to do. This Spring I'm for the first time not only an advisor, but a Supervisor. It feels fancy and I try to live up to the responsibilities.
As for what comes to doing my "own stuff", the started hourly comic was kind of the high peak of the month.
Let's see what's up in March, the month of many missed festivals and the month I should officially start my script writing (woop woop! Scientists have proven that even a person with a script writing grant can feel themselves periodically grumpy.)
Now off to Helina's dance class.
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| This felt grand. |
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