Today is Groundhog Day. This means two things: 1) it's the day after Hourly Comics Day. Normally that means I'm giving out about having been thwarted in my attempts to draw a comic for every hour I'm awake for the day (but not this year) and 2) It's Groundhog Day which means something to some people who worship some sort of American Rodent or something. So, um Happy Groundhog Day!
But forgetting about that whole Winter Rodent thing, Hourly Comics!
I've done them before, a comic depicting some point of every hour that you are awake for a particular day, February first preferably. I've succeeded only once to date (not including this time) because either I forget to do it or the comics I do draw out get destroyed in the process. The only other time I actually got them done (and they are posted here somewhere) was on just some random day so they hardly count. These ones do (see below)
A few quick points first. I'm not great at drawing, whatever artistic merit or skill I had has diminished (rapidly) since whenever it was that I could draw, and I honestly believe I have too much hair. It is too big and busy and just there. I am seriously considering shaving my head so I won't have to deal with it (I probably won't though, I imagine my scalp isn't a nice colour and my head is probably a funny shape too). I tell you this so that you understand why the comics are so bad and why I've drawn myself like that. In my head, that is completely how I look, all of the time: A stick figure with shrubbery on its head.
So here they are:
Woke up at 5.30 in the morning freaking out, thinking I was late I guess. My sister told me later in the evening I'd been sleep walking for about fifteen minutes at this stage. This is all I remember from it.
I normally get up at 7.30 in the morning, but it kills me every time. I think I'm disappointing my bed by leaving it. It hurts!
Me and my buddy Moo Moo drive to college today most days. This is a comic of us in the car. It's really hard to tell, I know.
European imperialism and decolonisation, and ninjas! If only!
This is me in the library. In my usual seat. Doing the usual thing. For hours!
The most boring lecture that has ever been taught. The most boring thing that has ever happened. The only thing more interesting than my own thoughts was Red Hair's stomach. She was hungry too.
Me and Red Hair hitting up the Paddocks for a bit of dinner. Yay food!
Two hours of TEFL and discussing how we are all terrible people and incompetent as future teachers. Well me at least.
Back to the library. This one is for 18.00 - 21.46 (I forget to date it). At 20.01 the fire alarm started going off. My thoughts were to keep writing up my history notes so that I'd be able go home early. Everyone else seemed to think that same, as only after five minutes of the annoying bell did people actually start packing up their stuff and start leaving. Totally the wrong reaction if you're on the top floor of a building filled with paper and wood and its on fire. Turns out it was a false alarm but we didn't know that at the time!
o it was cold as balls last night and my car decided it didn't want me inside it (I think it's trying to break up with me). The driver's door lock is dodgy so I can only unlock the car from the passenger's side. But that door was frozen shut. So in the end after fifteen minutes of practically beating the door I climbed in through the boot. Which I realise now really needs to be cleared out (I found my favourite pyjamas in there, a timing belt and an empty wine bottle)
I finally got home and had my dinner (second of the day) and got don to proof reading Red Hair's chapter for her thesis. I was hungry and tired and my hair was at its biggest and messiest of the day.
All in all, it was an interesting day but pretty typical. Although, it's not like I face down death every day and don't so much as flinch. I mean there could have been an actual fire, I guess. Either way it would seem that I think history notes are more important than life itself. Nor do I regularly break into cars, much less my own but I see this becoming a much more common occurrence. Next year I really hope these are better and that I can get them up quicker. Also I'd like it very much if people had faces and weren't just some weird circle.
Please please check twitter and the forums for everyone else's hourlies, seriously most of the stuff posted is amazing and brilliant. Also I think I have a more interesting life than some people. That makes me feel good about myself.
Also, yes I think and talk in purple. And that sentence makes perfect sense to me. Moo Moo is green but she doesn't know that, Red Hair is orange but I dindn't have an orange pen, so it was brown or pink for her and I thought she would rather.
