Job Discrimination.

Part 10 of the “Occupational Hazards” Story Arc.

Another quickie with a reference to this comic. I’m almost done with my resume; better art, better jokes next week! I swear!

Drug Trafficking Is A Job, Too.

Part 8 of the “Occupational Hazards” Story Arc.

This comic is dedicated to a certain former roommate who happened to dread a certain drug test after being exposed to some certain second-hand marijuana smoke at a certain music festival.

I’m starting to think it’s time to give a sense of space and geography in regards to the comic, especially the space within Chris’ apartment. So yes, his roommate Aaron has a bunch of drug crops in his bedroom. Big deal. The real character he’s based on is apparently a drug dealer now, but you didn’t hear that from me. Especially if you’re a cop.

The “I Heart Drug” poster is a reference to a past comic. Originally, I couldn’t fit the “s” at the end of “Drug” due to a lack of space, but I think it’s exclusion adds a little charm to a poster that advocates casual to heavy drug use.

And lastly, I’d like to mention that I am absolutely in love with the band Voxtrot. I saw them live recently, and I strongly urge you to listen to them. Of course, I only mentioned them here to either generate discussion or successfully get some hits from wayward visitors searching for “Voxtrot” on Google.

Fuck This Shit, I Need A Fucking Cigarette.

Part 7 of the “Occupational Hazards” Story Arc.

Because Tourette’s and nicotine addiction are funny. And as for the title, “Fuck This Shit, I Need A Fucking Cigarette,” I was thinking of making that slogan into a pin (the second set of SF pins).

And if you don’t recall, the reason Aaron is stuffing sandwiches into ZCC’s toaster slots is this. See? Full circle.

The Beginning of a Goodbye.

Part 6 of the “Occupational Hazards” Story Arc.

You know you can’t have a good and proper storyline without some sort of complication between the main character and his love interest. So there; some idea where this arc is heading.

Sandwiches.

Part 4 of the “Occupational Hazards” Story Arc.

Being poor sucks, but what’s more blowful is having really over-protective parents. I remember back in high school, when I’d simply go out to Steak n’ Shake with my friends, my dad would warn me not “to do the ‘X'” (as in “ecstasy”) as he saw the dangers of teen drug abuse on 20/20. Furthermore, back in my younger, fashion-forward college freshman days, I’d wear a sweat-wristband, in which my dad warned, “kids wear those things to say, ‘Hey, I’m available for sex’!” Or so says Barbara Walters.

Fatty Fat Fat Fat.

Part 3 of the “Occupational Hazards” Story Arc.

A little bit more information on Lizzy’s personal life. Actually, it’s been quite some time since Chris’ unattainable love interest made an appearance in the comic. As for Jared’s cameo, doesn’t he look rubber-faced even after losing all that weight?

One more thing: for all you web-savvy people out there, there is an RSS feed for the comic. You can either find it on the menu to the left or simply click here.

Head On.

Part 2 of the “Occupational Hazards” Story Arc.

Personally, I find those Head On commercials to be pretty goddamn annoying, but I find their advertising strategy to be effective. It’s like hypnotism, except without the act like a chicken part.In addition, the first panel includes a lot of references to past comics: Aaron’s bong as a decorative flower vase and the Xbox 360.

Also, if you haven’t noticed, I started using a different font for the comic’s text; “Comic Sans” was just getting stale. Anyhoo, I’d like to thank the good people at DaFont for providing the new font.

Occupational Hazards.

Part 1 of the “Occupational Hazards” Story Arc.

Yes, I am going to draw comics full-time again now that I no longer have to worry about school (although finding a real, professional job may take some importance — but not really). As such, this entire storyline revolves around the search, the discovery, and the trials of working. The arc will tie up some loose ends from other arcs, create new plot threads, bring back some old characters, and introduce new ones. I have a lot in store for this comic, so be prepared… or afraid…. well, whatever emotion comes naturally to you.

And Happy Birthday to TWLSB Friend, Tom and fellow cartoonist, Marty. May old age bring wisdom and happiness to your remaining years.

Helen Keller.

I’m pretty swamped with midterms and papers, so I apologize for lackluster comics these next few days. And Happy Birthday, Todd Borrowman — you’ve attained fame in the comics.

Sexaholics.

It’s been a while since Cyrus the Whiny Nuclear Engineer and Kelly the Nympho made an appearance. Anyhoo, this comic was supposed to be published on Monday as a pre-Valentine’s Day comic, but it took longer to ink than I expected. Plus the little hearts were a bitch to draw.