June 16, 2003
Home Front Reportentry,
I believe the most dramatic, most evocative thing I can say right now is that I think I've finally caught up on my sleep.
I drove back from Vegas on the night of the 11th, and got home at fifteen minutes past midnight, local time. On Friday my wife drove to Idaho to pick up our kids, who were staying with relatives, and I was granted roughly 24 hours in an empty house.
You might think I'd have spent it furiously cartooning, and I suppose that if I were more religiously committed to my craft I would have. As it was I spent a lot of that time working for Novell putting out fires that had cropped up in my absence. I guess I'm religously committed to earning my paycheck.
Most of the rest of my free time was spent sleeping. I've lost count of the naps I've taken in the last 4 days, but my most recent one ran unbroken for nearly 150 minutes. My two-year-old woke me up with some request or another (it involved shoving an unsolved Rubik's Cube in my face), and while I don't recall my exact response, my wife told me that the two-year-old in question came tearing down the stairs 90 seconds ahead of me hollering something along the lines of "I made Daddy mad!"
At any rate, I'm awake now, and as I count I see that the Buffer stands at 10. And that's counting the four strips (one Sunday, and three dailies) I did manage to draw yesterday. *sigh*
The second most dramatic thing I can say right now is that it's time for me to get my game on. In fact, I'm going to stop typing and crank out three more strips RIGHT NOW, see-if-I-don't.