West of Bathurst

Yep...here I am, twenty-three hours after my usual updating time, finally getting the comic up. This has been a hellish, hellish week, and it isn't over yet. Tomorrow, I shall be marking with such extraordinary vigour that I am banking on having a throbbing headache long before noon.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Panel 1: In the title panel of this Sunday-style colour comic, a tiny Casey stands on a pool table behind the eight ball as, nearby, a cue prepares to strike the cue ball. The cue ball is labelled "WEST OF BATHURST by KARI MAAREN."

Panel 2: Marie and Rahim are playing pool in the Davies College basement.

Rahim: I never see you at breakfast any more.

Marie: Casey's always at breakfast.

Panel 3:

Rahim: He's always at lunch and dinner too.

Marie: That's different.

Panel 4:

Marie: At lunch and dinner, there's plenty of conversation. He blends into the crowd.

Panel 5:

Marie: At breakfast, the room is full of sleep-deprived, brain-dead zombies. Then Casey comes along and goes:

Panel 6: Marie spreads her arms and smiles in an exaggerated manner. The extreme joy she is projecting emanates from her in a blinding yellow flash.

Panel 7:

Rahim: Surely you're exaggerating a tad.

Marie [shields her face with an arm]: And we all fling our arms up over our faces, cringing away from the unbearable cheerfulness.

Alt-Text: Needless to say, morning people do exist. My personal theory is that they should all be put out of their misery as soon as humanly possible.

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