I know the title sounds like what a 12-year-old girl wants to be called when she decides that her given name is too prosaic, but it’s an accurate description.

Another weekend breezes by. I’m finally feeling slightly better, but I didn’t get anything meaningful accomplished. I did make this Valentine for The Man. I can’t tell how he felt about it. We spent most of Valentine’s Day cleaning, because that was the most loving thing we could really do for our family at this particular moment in time.

Here’s hoping that this coming week will be super productive, because last week was unbearable. At least the script for tomorrow’s comic is written already, thanks to the Rabbit, who is adorable. And available, if you’re a skinny nerd-boy who lives in the Bay Area. Contact Dragon, via this blog, for further details.