Here's friday's late comic. I moved house to a place with infinite storage space this weekend and have managed to unpack things I'd forgotten I had, but it also means I might not be able to do a comic for tomorrow. But fear not, I've got a guest strip lined up that I think you will find quite fritterpating.

Also I've started a new blog over at eruditebaboon.vox.com where I've actually been posting 'proper' entries because the comment system works a bit better, so I might stop posting the comic here and start posting it there. Maybe.

It doesn't look like I can put the comics on Vox, so I guess I will continue to post them here for now (though really, you might as well just be reading them on the proper site). I think any actual proper entries with actual words and stuff will be on my Vox blog from now on though (there is already one entry about me bing sick. It is that good), so you know, update your bookmarks or some such.

 Oh, and I will be at the UK Webcomics Thing in London this saturday selling books and badges and generally glad handing with 'the public'. It will be terribly exciting.

Did I just do two 'everything is going to be fine'/'oh no it isn't' jumps between panels in a row? I totally did.

This comic is a little late because if I try to connect to the internet at home my computer explodes in a ball of flames (or something along those lines). So I put the comic on a memory stick and tried to transfer it to my computer at work. That computer promptly exploded into a ball of flames (more or less). Apparently we really shouldn't put memory sticks into the computers at work. So then I took the memory stick to an internet cafe to upload, and not only did the computer not explode into a ball of flames they also let me do it completely free of charge because I took less than 10 minutes. They are the nicest internet cafe in the world.

And don't forget you can come and see me at the Webcomix Thing TOMORROW. I will totally be there! With stuff!

I can't quite shake the feeling that panel 4 is deeply deeply wrong. It came out quite pretty though.

The Thing last Saturday was super excellent. I sold all the books I had with me, which is frankly preposterous.

After I finished this strip I realised I should have called the cyber-saur a 'tri-cyber-tops'. My life is a patchwork of regrets.

I think I'm going to try dropping down to one update a week for a bit (which I have pretty much been on already for the last couple of weeks) so I can learn to enjoy drawing the comic again.

Please, try to stop crying. It's just embarrassing.