This absolutely amazing summer school has barely entered its second week and it’s already kicking my ass. In previous semesters I always found time to work around that, even forgoing sleep and sustenance just to bring you my thrice-weekly brain diarrhea.

That formula might not work for me anymore, unfortunately. As we enter our fourth quarter in this intensive design program, the workload has increased accordingly. One of the reasons I maintained a Sunday/Tuesday/Thursday schedule is that I am an incredibly slow worker. I may understand a concept or have a great idea in mind for a comic, but as of late it’s been taking me up to six to eight hours to finish a comic strip. “Six to eight hours?!” you gasp, raising an eyebrow. “But the comic art is so simple. Why does it take so long?” Well, I tend to be a little OCD when it comes to my line art, and the actual majority of that time is spent drawing, erasing, and redrawing.

tl;dr I’m slow to begin with, and being busy makes me slower.

As it stands I may tone down the updates temporarily for the next few weeks, from three updates to two (most likely on Sunday and Thursday).

(To appease a disgruntled reader, the header image will be edited to reflect this change as soon as I get home.)

I really wish I didn’t have to do this, but school is killer and I haven’t been sleeping lately. Well, that’s a lie, I did sleep yesterday — I got home on Tuesday night, passed out, and woke up on Thursday morning. It’s pretty bad. My dad calls me “Sleeping Beauty” now.

The good news is that, while I am working at school right now as I’m writing this, I do have a strip in the works that will be up between tonight and tomorrow morning. And as a little extra for those who haven’t seen it and are willing to wait for me to get my shit together, I’ve put my old webcomic back up. You’ve probably been wondering who the hell those kids at the top of this post are — it’s the cast from the defunct No Spring Chicken webcomic. If you have some time to kill, feel free to browse through about 200 mediocre strips!

It’s nothing amazing and frankly at some points it’s a little embarassing, but I started making those strips when I was fourteen. It was just kind of interesting looking through all my failed projects and seeing how small elements from all of those endeavors seem to have found their way back to CUEK.

And finally, thank you all so much for your infinite patience and continued support, you guys rock

Quick update: Today’s strip will be up later today because I’m trying something new. I promise you won’t be disappointed! What can you gather from the screenshot above?

Hint: I made THIS for my final project for Flash class (nothing amazing, but I’m still thinking baby steps). And don’t forget THIS.

So as it stands, the school semester just ended and I find myself a bit behind on the comic, so ideally I’m going to try to get caught up with over our two-week break (yes, that short) from school.

Goals up until end of July:

• Get shit together and establish a comic buffer. No more  waiting until the night before to draw the strip. Have a couple done ahead of time, say, a week or three’s worth.
• Get out of the house every now and then.
• Refrain from threatening to ” ___(violent verb)___ a  __(_[group of]_ cute fuzzy baby animal[s]_)__”.
• MERCHANDISE. Or, at the very least, T-shirts.
• Put up a Cast Page so people won’t wonder anymore who is Frank and who is Zeke.
• Explain in said cast page that the characters weren’t originally supposed to have names/distinct personalities, hence initial confusion when reading from the beginning (if you read closely & follow the text colors, you’ll notice that both Frank AND Zeke apparently went out with Red, which makes no sense).
• Revise the Frequently Asked Questions page to include questions that have actually been asked.
• Have the script ready for the CUEK Flash game.
• No more fat jokes for a while. Compensate with dick jokes.

And that’s it from me until later today. Sorry to bump Jade’s article off the front, so go read it now or I’ll start punching puppies.

Wait, fuck