Been a few days. Gotten a few things done in the comics end of things. Finally completed a rough draft for Ultimate Lost Kisses #13 (still need to figure out who is going to draw it). I talked to Melissa a bit about XO & we’re going to do something changing the order of some of the upcoming issues to improve the story flow. The current #10 will become #8. This three story arc is about XO taking care of his grandmother.
Recent Dreams:
I’m staying at my brother’s house because I’m a piece of shit that can’t live on his own. My brother gets a call that our grandmother is in the hospital. Why didn’t I get the call? I’m the one with nothing going on. I’m the one that’s supposed to take care of her.
I’m working third shift at Paula Deen’s hotel in Las Vegas. The job fucking sucks, just running up & down in the elevator with extra towels or whatever. But at the end of the shift is breakfast when the entire hotel comes in like vultures. I try to grab some food, but I can’t find anything I actually feel like I can eat without throwing up.
The nuclear missiles are coming & I have the ability to pause time, so I build a ziggurat to try to reach them & redirect them, but I don’t know where to aim them or how to disable them. As I get close to the first missile, the bricks start to topple beneath me.
i think that XO thing happened in real life up here and played out on a PeterPan bus.