For the record, we’re seeing a lot more of Dave lately, which will inevitably translate into more Jett in the comic. Don’t worry, this is mathematically proven to be a good thing. Trust in mathematics. Truuuust.
I had a job interview today that got a little creepy at one point. You see, some people are worried with how their Facetube feed or their Twitbook page might be interpreted by a potential employer. Personally, I have my social networking situation under control, and by "under control" I really mean non existent. I think my last wall post had something to do with a righteous cupcake I ate. I’ve never been naked, passed out drunk face first in the neighbor’s petunia garden, and you’d find it impossible to prove me wrong with my Youtter wall alone.
But one of my interviewers did comment about how he recognized me by this comic. I had never once considered that my semi-autobiographical alter-ego might be used as an introduction. He’s not exactly first impression material. Just between you and me, DT is kind of crazy. He’s incredibly high strung, a bit of a weenie, and ridiculously loquacious.
Hm. Well. At least it wasn’t Lennon. Hehe. Heh. Maybe I should go warn Forrest.
Ja.