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Woke up too tired from too little sleep. But at the end of the day, fun always wins out over common sense, so sleep can fuck off and die.

My great day yesterday ended in a great finale of hanging out with

devinluvsrussia for some midnight conversation at IHOP. We were once again serenaded by a weird man, and the ever hot Dev was ogled by every man with a pulse in the joint.

Woke up tired and very much 32. I keep forgetting I'm not 20 anymore. I mean my brain hasn't matured, wtf is the deal with my body and its cranky needs? Work was blissful. Straightforward work that required little thought and no interaction. I want to kiss, with tongue, whoever came up with the glorious 'Search and Replace' feature. I was falling asleep at the keyboard when Sarah called: New SiP. And it's GOOD. Sarah got me so worked up that I was ready to forgo the nap I'd been lusting for in favor of getting dressed, driving to not one but two comic book shops and finally, hungrily, devouring a fantastic issue in the car, while some guy in a service van watched me curiously. I suppose I was um a bit expressive.

Devin, don't you DARE look!!

Fucking fabulous issue.

Loved seeing Katchoo so vulnerable. First with the therapist. Not the angry, cocky Katchoo we often see. And damn does she look hot. So grateful she's not fucking looking like Casey anymore.

Beautiful artwork this issue. He had a brief period where the quality was clearly diminished, but he's on top of things again.

LOVED the kitty. Meow.

Thought the time bomb analogy was excellent. Thought it was very poignant to describe the end of a relationship as a ticking bomb. Counting the seconds from when it ended. But to what? Poor Katchoo.

I loved the part where Juretta says "Francine didn't leave you, baby...Neither did David. They just had to move on with their lives. And that's okay. That's just life. That's what people do. And you have to let them go."

Katchoo's simple response, "Why?" really hit me hard. Because that's how we feel, isn't it? Why do the people we love, count on, need, etc have to leave? And why do we have to let them. I mean, sure mentally it's understandable, but emotionally? Ouch.

Carolyn Hobbs cracks me the fuck up. Nice crotch shot as she's tugging on the pantyhose.

Loved the Brochure, just like I loved the Nikki McQueen spread in that music magazine. Really gives Terry an opportunity to show off his talent. Loved the artwork of Sara.

Ok, so the whole Mrs. Vanderbuff licking the canvas was weird, but whatever.

Freddie and Chuck. Hilarious as ever. You're a LOSER Freddie Femur. Heh.

Loved the artwork featuring Francine. Absolutely beautiful.

And at the end, again, seeing this more vulnerable, toned down Katchoo was wonderful. Slightly anxious about the turnout and response to her work.

Loved Carolyn's buttsmack and Katchoo's response.

Whimpered out loud when it ended. NEED THE NEXT ONE NOW!

So glad to see the story moving forward. This has been LONG LONG LONG overdue. Feel like I can finally look forward to filling the ten year gap instead of cycling the same path.

Still haven't gone to grocery store. Running out of, well, everything. Dammit. Hobbes is in heaven as I had a small cache of premium albacore tuna. He can't believe his good luck. Currently, I am his best friend. He loves me and my opposable thumbs.