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Hi. Remember me?

I’ve sheepishly been dodging my lack of updates with meek and poor excuses:

“I’ve joined the work force again.”

“I’m uninspired.”

“I’ll get to it; I promise.”

Honestly, I had hoped that no one had really noticed my absence, but then a loud shout from a good friend (Marla) scolded me out of the blue, and I was forced to confront my laziness… albeit with a humble slice of shame.

There isn’t any excuse for this unannounced hiatus at cerealsat. Unfortunately, despite all this fuss, I still haven’t got anything new to share; it’s 1:05 AM and I’ve just come from Arnold Arre’s film debut: “Kaye for Komiks” at Fullybooked. It was… WOW. It was spot on; as cheesy as it sounds, it was almost as if it was written and shot just for me. (You know… Comic-dreaming gal from Advertising chucks all hope and financial stability out the proverbial window in order to pursue her dreams of comicking greatness, all the while hanging out with an anti-social comic savvy recluse).

And really, who CAN’Tkeenly relate with the pressure of pursuing a dream in exchange for a more stable and (on paper) fulfilling endeavor like a 9-5 J-O-B?

But more that just that, it repeated great truths that I’ve parroted (drunken and sober) myself. Comics are GREAT. They are truly, really, fucking great. I’m only sorry that I’ve ended June and begun July without even a peep at cerealsat. (Thanks Marla. I needed that shove. 🙂

I’m sorry, and I promise to get right back to it…but  until I produce a new strip (something by Sunday, or my name’s Mud), here’s a little victory to tide you over.

Fresh off the presses in this month’s Uno magazine:

That’s right people; we have seen print!“Yvonne” is actually my mother’s name. Her name was originally supposed to be “Severine”, to complement her ‘tough, wild woman’ exterior. Alas, my friend named Severine is ass shy and didn’t give me permission to use her name.

I love you guys!

So.

Alrighty then. I’ve got 2 copies of “clean-up” left, and they’re reserved for one: Migs Marfori and another Zig Marasigan. I honestly don’t know when I’ll be seeing either of you soon, but I’ll just hang onto these til I do : )

In the mean time… I think it’s time I posted it here; the month of May is over, after all. Without further ado:

Side note: Lots of people have commented on how huge my room looks here. Truthfully, it’s not. See all those white spaces? Those don’t really exist. I just added them so that the inking wouldn’t be as sloppy.

Plus points if you can guess the book.

(The End.) Then Segue:
The End-End.

As I write this, I’ve realized that I’ve had far too much to drink today, having begun my healthy consumption of spirits as early as early as noon. Good company, two kick ass poker games, lots of love, and a hell of a lot more booze later, I’m hunched over Knives my laptop, trying to sound more than just lucid. I am trying to be a drunk AND charming mofo. So let me begin this ramble again:

Hey all (smiley : ) Today was eventful; today I had 30 copies of a recent comic “Clean Up” printed and photocopied, like so…

Huzzah!

Then armpits sweaty, Gizmodo and I trooped to FullyBooked during their ‘free comic book day” frenzy and I went about to distribute my wares. It was an… insightful exercise. Either way, I’ll be going back to reprint a second batch of “Clean Up” soon. Drop a comment, a text, or a tweet if you’d like a copy of your very own! I’ll be posting the entire thing here, eventually…

But in the mean time… in the pursuit of a dream, for the love of comics and all things free, just drop me a note if you’d like a copy to call your own. Now, it’s time to sleep. Good night my darlings.