I Came, I Saw, I Wet 'Em

Hey, folks. After some thorough soul searching and pants wetting, I've returned back into the foray.

First of all, let me apologize to all of you once again for my behavior. To those of you who know me well, I'm sure you realize it was another one of my little kooky streaks that you frequently have to deal with. Not that it makes things any better. I'm terribly sorry for making you guys put up with that so much.

To those of you who don't know me well, let me assure you that I meant no harm in my little pity party. I have manic depression and occasionally fall prey to the enemy of self-hatred. That and it's fun annoying people, but that's another story. I promise you that I'm normally a much nicer person to speak to!

Second, I want to thank my mates out there for understanding my wonky mood swings and supporting me (and Heather) through this, another one of my difficult periods. Ah, the joys of artistic insanity, eh?

Third, and finally, I am back, but Dr. X is still going to be on hiatus for just a little longer. I have another very special project I'm working on and hopefully this time things can really finally get started. Dr. X isn't going away, though! Once I've got things cleared, the Dr. X strip will return and shortly after you might start seeing him in another format, as well as several other inhabitants of my subconscious.

So, once again, I apologize, thanks for your support, buy bonds, and always watch the skies.

It's good to be back, me lads an' lassies!