Arsty

My beau has noticed my funk(he keeps an eye on me around my birthday; prone to thinking too much as the years roll by). So he suggested me to do a comic, but not take myself so darn seriously. So the above is a product of such. No I'm not dropping this one. But I'm not really adhearing to much of anything. Its going to be semi autobiographical. Look out for slanting boxes and random zombie attacks.

By the way, her name is Hester.

OH and more importantly, Happy Birthday America! From one gal who's feeling the weight of the ever turning year to the other.