People are always astonished, not only at how throughly the crazy hits, but how quickly and thoroughly it gets fixed. Half a pack of peanut butter crackers (or in this case, bread and butter), and I’m human again. And deeply embarrassed, but trying to play it off like I’m not. And pretty sure everyone thinks I was faking because of how fast recovery was.
Yay!
In other news, I’m just back from a week in Paris, so there shall be owls, and the start of the Mooch mini-comic, AND I just heard about this Inktober thing, so I’m going to ply catch-up on that because 31 free ideas, yay! Brace yourselves, silliness is coming.p