I’ve had some posting anxiety for the last few weeks, you’ve probably noticed that. I have just been really thin on posting. I don’t know exactly why; actually it’s probably because I make posts here on my laptop rather than my phone and, thanks to ongoing difficulties with the HRMC, have come to associate my laptop with horrible stress and waiting on hold on the phone. That’s right, it’s all the GOVERNMENTS FAULT!!!
It is really annoying, long, long, long story short, the HMRC ( that’s the British tax man incase you didn't know) was drastically defunded during the prolonged period of austerity in Britain and as such they tried to move everything to automated systems and started laying off qualified staff. I’m sure it all works fine but in my case, because I am cursed, I got given credentials that didn’t work with any of the automated systems and so couldn’t do anything; there was also seemingly no-one qualified to help me fix it.
This happened two full years ago, they have only just fixed it. I’m now stuck trying to tidy up two years of mess before the automated systems of the HMRC, who are apathetic to the fact none of this is my fault, start sending people to my house. Again.
At least it seems to be nearly all wrapped up now… then again I have been saying that since September last year so who knows.
Anyway, I have been making stuff and I will now begin dumping it over the next few days till I am out of stuff to share and then I can start panically trying to make more!
So, yes, let me just open my ART FOLDER and see what’s first…
Ahh yes, I made a comic about Spring sprunging, inspired by feeling like shit after daylight savings happened… which was over a month ago… oopie
Well, it’s still spring so it’s not entirely irrelevant! Anyway, this a genuine experience tuned to a hopefully humous degree, put into visual media. That moment when the sun finally comes out after months of overcast misery, allows you to bathe happily in it’s warm radiance, then rapidly reminds you that you are a vampire and NEED factor 500 suncream. Then the flowers decide to shoot their cum-analogue into your face like some kind of botanical bukkake, eyes itching and throat full of mucus you curse your own immune system. Then, just when you feel like you’ve accepted your new state of being, day-light savings.
I’ll probably make a little comic of this cute spring girl getting her sleep schedule completely wrecked by the giant club cock of losing an hour of sleep every morning, but then it’s also about a month too late… hey WAIT A MINUTE! It was after daylight savings happened that I started lagging with the posting, huh, I guess I got fucked by it so hard that I repressed the memory.
Rylan Mac
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