Normally I’d have some smart ass comment here related to the strip. (In this case, I dunno, something about moms, maybe?) In a bit of a rush tonight, however. See, this strip goes up in, like, a minute, but there’s no news post to go with it. It’s not that I forgot to write something in this space so that there wouldn’t be a big, empty white block of nothingness below the comic. It’s just that I didn’t remember to remember to write something in this space so that there wouldn’t be a big, empty white block of nothingness below the comic. A subtle but important distinction.

Now that I’m hurriedly bashing out this text in a frenzy of “oh shit, oh shit, oh shit” mere moments before it needs to go live, I find myself remembering why I usually do these much, much earlier in the day. Although, really all the writing I was doing earlier in the day is exactly the reason why I’m in this mess. See, we’re in the middle of writing chapter 5, so I spent several hours today bashing on a keyboard, wrangling plots, setting up settings, and trying to figure out how to work in more dick jokes. “That’s enough writing for one day,” I thought to myself. “No need to do anymore. Now I shall eat food and watch hilarious animals videos on the Internet.” Bravo, moron. Bravo.

Aaaand there. I filled the space. Which, at the end of the day, is all one can really hope to do: take up some space.