My notes reveal this to have originally been planned as the penultimate strip in the series, but I had to shuffle the running order due to San Diego Comic Con somehow getting in the way. I’m guessing maybe I was still struggling with the writing on next week’s strip, so shuffled this one forward so I’d have something to illustrate before I hopped off on exciting Comic Con adventures.
Transcripts
Never Did
I had it all worked out.
So many times.
Plans are such wonderful things to watch falling apart, aren’t they?
The truth is, I wasn’t even close.
Because none of my life ever really made any sense.
None of it!
And if any of you think otherwise, you’re wrong.
Because I’m telling you – it never did.
And I should know, right?
Fuck…
I’m gonna get fat and marry a palaeontologist.
The rest of you are on your own.
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