more vomit in the form of text.

I feel like I’m being led along by an invisible leash sometimes. I don’t know who is pulling it though. I am just along for a ride. 

Here is a new mini-comic that I put together. It’s all excerpts from my notebooks. I was planning on doing something more artsy but I think it came out as more evidence that perhaps I have some emotional problems that somehow ooze out of my fingers and control the pen in these more private drawings and comics.

I have a hand that sobs like a widow and every intention of foisting my half-baked, immature mind onto anybody who comes near. Yes folks, yes- This isn’t a blog. It’s a spider web. And you are caught and will now be a victim of my crying and moaning. And I will eat you alive.

This is my headquarters. 

And this here is my defacing of a classic.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I must be going.

                     Sincerely, 

                                  Noah