My cartoon for this week’s Guardian Books.
get in losers we're killing caesar.
WHAT THE ENTIRE FUCK
A brief moment of rationality from the bird place.
a friend of mine tried to sell his soul on ebay and the starter price was $10 and people were bidding on it but before anything happened ebay took it down and sent him an email explaining that if he was selling a soul that didn’t actually exist then it was against their policy and if he was selling a real soul then that is a human body part and it is also against their policy
Troy and Abed
“I don’t know what my goals are, no. Thanks for asking.”
please don’t offer advise to chronically ill people on how to help their pain, illness, disorder, etc. we know what works, what doesn’t work, and what we’re going to try next. as someone who has fought with every family member, coworker, friend, teacher, employer, etc about what is the best treatment plan for me, i do not need your help or advise. i don’t care if you see me as lazy, rude, or dramatic. i live more than 50% of my life in bed from my pain. i have been on countless trial medications with ridiculous side effects. i’ve had er visits that end with me in more pain than when i arrived. i have fought with specialist doctors to be seen as valid in my pain. 18+ years, out of the 21 i’ve been alive, have been dedicated to fighting the nerves in my own brain. i’m tired man. just leave me be.