Those people really are the bane of my travel existence. They're like folks who wait until the last second to merge, who crowd you at the ATM. Who beep at just green lights.
I hate them... because there's a razor sharp line between what they do and what I sometimes am so so tempted to do myself.
I'm going to be gone the next two weeks for work stuff... And they're making me take the ThinkPad! Argh. So, no new strips (although I'll be blogging on Kipworld, so check out those links on the left on the main page). Don't think of it as me slacking off... think of it as me gathering material for this storyline.
I hate them... because there's a razor sharp line between what they do and what I sometimes am so so tempted to do myself.