I didn't sleep from when the idea popped into my head around... 7 hours ago til now. I made my original sketch, it was BADDDDD and that took like 2 hours, and then I had to redraw 60% of this nothing comic that was wayyyyy goddamn funnier to me when I was high. This was not worth the effort, lmao. But my brain won't let me rest so 'ere ya go. Here's "humor" ...I guess.

Also no one's said this shit to me in a while (which is nauseating to say because it's actually "been a while" since my fucking husband died) but this reaction always appears in my mind when someone says anything ridiculous to me.

Them: "How ya doing/you ok?"
Me: *maniacal laughter*

Although yes, I know they're just trying to help. Maybe this is even... mean. But I can't help it... like come on, just talk to me. I get the urge for "how ya doin?" but I literally have no idea what to say to people who literally know my life is actual trash.

Also, pony girl isn't based on anyone specifically, I was just going for "belligerently not Catt."