Months, nay, years in the making – Hatlee, Wes, and Sadie finally meet. Cheers!
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Happy 2016, Effed-Up kids! In today’s comic, we find out something surprising about our little friend Sadie, and her frustrations with her toys…
Finishing off Wes’s story for now with an intriguing post-script featuring two new (?) characters.
What’s that you say? The last time we posted was in July? You can’t remember what happened? Well, hit the Previous button up top and refresh your memory! Or start from the beginning and enjoy the whole saga again!
Yeah, sorry about the delay. We were supposed to finish this chapter up last year around this time, but multiple computer problems and life-related issues kept us away. And when it came time to ink this one we added a character so the girl at the desk wasn’t talking to herself. And then the laptop crashed and the photoshop file was unrecoverable and it takes awhile to get back in the swing after a tragedy of that nature.
We hope to do the final three of this chapter before the end of the year, but no promises.
Credits for today’s comic:
Plot and script by Sarah Zagacki.
Pencils and digital inks by Justin Stenson.
Thanks for pinch-hitting with the word-type-stuff, babeh.
Sarah coined the term “Wayne-Stated” which describes the feeling of being economically, scholastically or professionally screwed over by an establishment of higher learning – essentially coming out of college four (or eight) years later with an unmarketable degree and student loans you can never pay back.
A couple panels couldn’t fit in here, specifically where the counselor compliments Wes on his 4.0 gpa and he demurs it’s because he only takes three classes a semester, then goes on to explain he initially thought he could take night classes during the summer but none of his classes were available, so it’s taken him a bit longer than expected. I should at this point stress that my counselor was very helpful and supportive and most of these mistakes were the result of trying to do it on my own and not consulting with anyone until it was too late.
So basically I Wayne-Stated myself.
Also, you’ll notice that Sadie has been tagged in this comic. Hmmm…
You laugh, but i’ve always had really bad teeth. Dentists are stressful, even for kids. My teeth were made even more complicated by bashing them on the sidewalk when i was 9 (spoiler!!!).
Based on an actual diary entry of mine from July 11th, 1996. “I wish I could keep my room clean” was cut for space. Hashtag prepubescent drama.