So the issue with Comcast is still not resolved. This may take a while but I’m working on it. I am currently leeching off the internet connection of a neighbor. I feel a little guilty about that, but you know, desperate times…

Anyways, the, um, borrowed connection is very slow, but it does allow me to upload things onto my web server via FTP, so I can finally update again! Be warned though, this stolen connection doesn’t always work for me, so if it farts out on me, I may have to go another few days without posting. Sucks, I know. But as long as I can keep tapping in to this connection, I will keep posting.

Thank you and sorry about all this. Comcast can go eat it. Fucking cable monopolies getting away with doing whatever they want…grumble…

EDIT: There was a snafu when I uploaded the late comics up. Apparently I hit ’save’ instead of ‘publish’ for the November 4th comic so it didn’t upload. Problem fixed so go back and read it if you missed it. It’s an IMPORTANT one.

Yesterday night, right outside my house, I was held at gunpoint by five to seven kids. KIDS. They looked like they were in middle and high school. They all had guns. They took my wallet (with my credit card, debit card, social security card, driver’s license, SCAD ID, and two bucks in cash and change) and my cell phone. The guy with the shot gun hit me in the back of the head two to three times with the handle of his gun.

But I’m alive. And that’s the important part. I’m trying to focus on that fact right now. Also they didn’t take the car.

I’m still shaken up, obviously. I’ve been the victim too many fucking times this quarter. The quarter began with my iMac getting stolen, and the quarter is ending with THIS shit. One week from graduation and this happens. I lived in Savannah for over four years without any incident. I lived in this house ALONE and nothing happened.

This fucking sucks. This quarter fucking sucked. And this is how I end my college career.

I’m taking a few days to maybe a week off from posting any comics. I don’t feel like drawing about what happened just yet. I need some time. I don’t know how long. It’ just too fresh for me. I’m sorry about this. I hope you understand.

And now because of this the rest of my schedule (artwork, school work, personal stuff, getting the iDonations done, etc) is getting pushed back and messed up because I have to be on the phone with people to protect my identity and credit, get new cards, new ID, talking with police AND deal with all the trauma that comes with being held up at gunpoint by five to seven kids with guns. My mind is in a horrible place right now.

I don’t know if I’m going to be ok. Not for a little while anyways. I’m sorry. This sucks.

I would like to catch a break someday…