This week, I was worried I would get bogged down in stuff, and that it would be difficult to get the comic out in time. Homework, work, and packing everything I own into boxes for my big move! Which by the way, I never realized how much junk I owned until I was required to pack it all up. I've decided either I'm never moving again, or I'm just gonna become a Buddhist monk, and leave all my earthly possessions behind to fend for themselves.
Anyways, in fear of having so much to do, I ended up doing more sooner, and somehow tricked my brain into getting the comic done EARLY even. So apparently the cure for my procrastination is just burying myself in a unreasonable amount of work.
Well I'm going to go pack up my entire faberge egg collection. Wish me luck.
Hmm, interesting hypothesis on the cure for procrastination, Brandon. I should try that. If only there were some (in)convenient way for me to pile up work on myself...
Oh that's right, school started back up. This is going to be (awful) great!