Pretty sure what just happened is a sign of the end times.
It’s my birthday, imaginary readers! I’ve managed to live for 24 years. (Assuming I don’t die in the next few hours after posting this.)
I don’t usually make resolutions or things like that, but I’m going to have some goals for the next year: put more effort into this site (I’m more or less happy with the comic itself, but not with other aspects of the website), finish my novel, continue to make a podcast about Disney sequels (me and my friend Andy just recorded the first one and I’m pretty psyched about it), and move to Phoenix.
Also, start spelling Phoenix right the first time. That’d be good, too.
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