Feels like the universe is both completely indifferent to me *and* fully committed to my destruction.

Feeling completely disconnected from every facet of society isn’t as liberating as I’d hoped.

New comic! Wherein Jenkins gets reflective.

"Unprocessed trauma" sounds so artisanal.

"Can't win 'em all."
- Me, having won none of them

First comic of 2024! Wherein Cord rails against wastefulness.

Really hoping 2023 isn’t one of those villains that has to be killed three or four times before staying dead.

I was more than willing to give my allergies the day off, but I guess a good work ethic simply can’t be contained.

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New comic! Wherein Cord bids farewell to this godawful year.

The universe apparently thought that I only deserved one day of relief from my increasingly overactive and unpredictable allergies this week.

And honestly?

That's fair.

I mean, what sentient human-sized Pop Tart *wouldn’t* embrace death with a big smile?

Can’t decide if a gross tweet or a gross comic is the better format for this gross idea.

New comic! Wherein Cord reveals the reason for the season.

Pretty fuckin' much.

New comic! Wherein Cord can't be taught.

If my body could produce serotonin at the rate at which it produces mucus, I’d be set.

I don't wanna say I'm a fan of delayed satisfaction, but I'm 39 years old and just now discovering that comfortable socks are things that exist.

“Bro, this is straight-up breaking and entering.”

- Excerpt from the seldom-heard seventh verse of You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch

Need to turn this into an autobiographical Christmas movie.