Howdy, folks. Once again, I’ve proven that, even in a state of com­plete non-​activity, I will stum­ble upon new ways to hurt myself.

Specif­i­cally, a day or two ago, I must have slept on my right shoul­der in some unortho­dox way, because when I woke up, it was A) really sore, B) dif­fi­cult to move, and C) painful to move for long peri­ods of time. This was a prob­lem: draw­ing uses the whole arm, includ­ing the shoul­der. To be blunt, I no longer have the time to com­plete the comic in time for Tuesday.

Yes, that’s right: I hurt myself while sleep­ing. Rest assured, though it sounds pathetic, the matter is not tri­fling. I … sup­pose you’ll need to take my word for it, unless some­thing sim­i­lar has hap­pened to you in the past.

Anyway, I should prob­a­bly keep the comick­ing to a min­i­mum until the joint improves, which for the time being means that, instead of updat­ing the site with comics like I ought to do, I’ll be updat­ing the site with sketches of vary­ing qual­ity that I have lying around. (A jour­ney through the mind! What dis­cov­er­ies await?) Greg also says that he’ll be writ­ing two blog entries this week instead of one, so look out for those on Wednes­day and Thurs­day. (Secrets! Secrets from the future.)

It’ll be a bar­rage of extra-​comical con­tent! This might be … excit­ing? In any case, hang in there, guys and gals! We’ll pull through this. At least, that’s my hope.