I’ve been a bit of a zombie the past week for reasons that have nothing to do with playing Final Fantasy XII or watching the Battlestar Galactica miniseries that turned out to be three hours and not the 90 minutes my friend thought it was. I woke up yesterday at about 9:20 am which is when I leave my apartment at the latest. Last night was when I finally watched the miniseries and loved every minute of it. The thing is that I was really tired and of course I was lying in a position on my sofa futon that seemed perfectly comfortable and cloud-like at the time, but I knew that A) I had to do my comic and B) if I actually slept in that position my body would hate me in the morning. And so I dragged myself over to my computer and sat there for a while just like this, and then did this comic because I want to sleep.