Annotations are under cut tags; you'll probably want to click the pictures to make 'em big, I'm still trying out this new thing. (Form is in the style of Awkward Zombie who is much better at making comics and you should read her stuff if you like video games.)
9AM: me typing: "I'm going to tweet about how I'm not using Twitter today" me, frowning at 3 immediate Twitter beeps: "this was my best idea"
10AM: me: THIS COFFEE IS AWFUL *hate-drinking* Melbourne Breakfast to the rescue! (A mug of tea with an aura of "vanilla!" and hearts)
11AM: My desk speaker: "then you sprinted away, sprinted away to where I don't know..." Me: I wish everybody knew how good this obscure folk song from '09 is [n.b.: the black cat is a stuffie Amie gave me from Japan ^_^]
West Coast Workday Start! omg I <3 triage days me, looking a bit over the top cheerleader, with my triage captain hat: "go team!" "u can do it"
12PM: ~ s h i f t m g m t ~ me: clicking mouse repeatedly, copy-pasting, adding slack reactions to things me: more of the same, except Flight of the Conchords earworm (arrow drawn over to a pair of business socks)
1PM: heating up leftover chili! finding art pencils! me: rummaging through Amie's art supplies: "which ones make lines?!"
2PM: me in my office, concerned & thinking & looking at laptop: watching a meeting in SF answered support tickets, earned BEAR MOUNT in habitica! (me, blissfully riding bear: "it's purpllllle")
3PM: me, eating cheese balls: still hungry Roger, pawing at cheese balls: always hungry (caption: "how do you draw laps")
Roger, curled up in ball, zzz: "cat on me"
4PM: meeting with my manager: business business business business OH GOD POLITICS business (etc)... Kiddo is home! Amie: "Mom I drew a thing! also I see you used my pencils"
5PM: me, with my stats reflected in my glasses: did I do okay today? was it enough? me, closing work laptop: yup [n.b.: I work from 8:30ish-5:30ish]
6PM: Drawing is more difficult than I remember...but I learned this today. (samples of pencil names and weights/textures)
BURGERS WITHOUT BUNS (my burger with cheese, ketchup & relish. carrots & fancy fries on the side.) Jason: "I think we have gluten-free bread?" me: "It's OK! Fork & knife is fine" [n.b.: we just didn't have GF buns. and I get grossed out eating burgers on sliced bread for a weird reason I can't explain]
7PM: oh yeah it's FEBRUARY ALBUM WRITING MONTH Amie: "mom I can teach you flat.io" me, at laptop: "k" 45 minutes later, 12 measures. (2 measures drawn here.) me: this is inefficient
8PM: Jason, wrangling Roger, is the first person to have a neck drawn on them today: "Alright Roger, time for your meds!" me: "Look hon: I drew you a neck." Jason: "Cool! I'm going to bed.
LUSH TIME YAY (candle lit)
9PM: me, crocheting my Temperature Blanket: good, it was the same color today that it was yesterday mst3k's Space Mutiny is on TV. me, turning out light: good night David Ryder
10PM: me, turning light back on: "DUOLINGO. OOPS" my tablet: "Cada noche. Every night."