~~Comic~~

Alright so the comic has been going for a month or two now, and I've gotten behind the amount there SHOULD be by like 12 comics either from lack of time, going out of town, or just not feeling up to drawing. I've got maybe 27 comics up ATM (28 by the end of day), and 3 fans, soon to be four once Chris figures out how to add a comic to his favorites. Ashley figured it out faster than him, which worries me. Anyways, I was expecting less drawing time when school started up, but to be honest, I've gotten most of my comics done throughout the school day, which is great, because otherwise I'd be bored out of my mind in some of the periods.

I'm really happy to have a few on site fans, seeing as how all my friends who read it on Steam/Forums/Real Life don't have accounts and occasionally post comments as guests. I'm glad my friends enjoy reading it, I just wish some of them would stop asking to be in the comic so much (not you Blarg, it was your B-Day I wouldn't deny you a birthday comic), because it gets on my nerves that people think they're the biggest thing that happened to me that day. Like they're some sort of social god or something. Anyways, that's my update on the comic.

Tales of Awe: The ToastyJester Chapter
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~~Chatrooms~~

Alright so besides the chatting I do on Steam, I've been reading a lot of comics and joined a community or two. One of which has a chatroom, which I usually have open when I'm at home because the people in there are really fun. I've had a lot of funny experiences in there, and if there's ever a dull day in my life I can use a "Chatroom Hijinks" comic to fill in the day.

I've been murdered four-five times in there.

While most of the conversations are completely crazy, the crazyness usually simmers down at points to fully discuss topics, whether they be on the comic, to the RP on the forums, to religion and beliefs. Then the crazyness re-emerges and someone gets bombed/stabbed/shot/crushed by spaghetti (I crushed someone with spaghetti). Oh they also have trivia, which went from 100 questions, to 7486 overnight.

Holy crap.

Not too many are about the comic either, but mainly just general knowledge/music/games/medical procedures (lolwut). So when chatting isn't much fun, people can start up some trivia and compete for cookies/highfives/bragging rights. And that's that.

~~Heavy Rains~~

Okay so on Friday band had to go to the football game like always. Just a normal game right?
Wrong.
When we got there it had been storming, and it was supposedly going away, so the band director came in and said "Okay guys just stay seated. We're gonna be in the bus for maybe 15 more minutes till the storm blows over. So we're all like "Tha's coo."

Two Hours Later:
Still on the bus. Morale is low. Communication between buses has been banned. Odds aren't looking well. Some of the freshmen trumpets near the front have resorted to eating each other. Then the bus pulls out. Restroom breaks initiate, morale rises, Stumpy, the trumpet now with no legs cheers in joy. Then we sit around for 20 minutes in front of the ticket selling area and get heckled by the people from the other school who attempt to do this dance that people refer to as "Jerkin' it". The upperclassmen trumpets can do it much better, and shouted out the windows "NO JERKIN SKILLS!" "NAPPY HAIR!" "BAD DANCIN'!". Odds of being shot in bad side of town rises. Then the game finally starts.

During the game:
Crickets rain down from the heavens in some form of biblical plague. Storming begins again, half time show is canceled, we get to wear some sexy ponchos. They did nothing to keep my clothes dry. Woodwinds got to put up instruments while Brass was forced to continue to play when called upon.

Aftermath of the game on September 11th, 2009:
After being dismissed we made our way back to the bus. Some of us were depressed we lost, some of us were eager to get home. All of us were wet. Puddles three inches deep lined where the road met the sidewalk. A group of trumpets, myself included, decided that we were already soaked, and we merrily skipped back to the buses. It was a sight to behold on the way back. The parking lot looked absolutely amazing with the white lights from the buses hitting the rain as it fell, as well as forming circles on the ground that stood out among the blackness of the rest of the lot. As we skipped through the rain I took note of the amazing feeling I got from skipping in the heavy downpour, as well as the beauty of the scene. The ride back was a bad one, the option of getting sleep near impossible by the senior trumpet's song singing, and the terribly shiver I had from my soaked clothes. Upon our arrival we sang the school song as customary, then went inside and put our ponchos up to dry. Upon my return home I chatted with friends for an hour, had a late night snack, and went to bed.

It's been raining ever since. A tree in my backyard has been derooted by all the rain, and fell down about a foot away from the kitchen window. The area in front of the fence looks like a lake, and underneath the wooden porch/walk out area of my backyard it's like an underground river.

I am loving this weather so much. It's nice and gray outside, I can always hear the gentle fall of the rain, and it's fun to watch rain slide down the window.


Alright then, that's the journal update. GOD I love this weather man.
Till next time!