Because this is pretty much how my life has been the past few months. What's that, I've missed 2 Sundays worth of hubby's comics and haven't written a damn thing in months? I have 2 excuses:
1) I've been doing a lot of work for my husband's comic and soon-to-be released book. You know, that one I promote on this blog? In case you missed it, it's called The Deranged Stalker's Guide of Pop Culture Shock Therapy and it's really freakin' funny.
2) I'm lazy. For instance, last night I had about 3 hours to do whatever I pleased. Hubby is out of town doing a book signing for aforementioned freakin' funny book, and Monkey Man passed out by 8 p.m. What did I do? I watched a DVR'd episode of Grey's and ate ice cream. I vacuumed, because that's what I do to procrastinate. I thought about writing a post, then I put away laundry.
In lieu of a comic, you can skip the gym and laugh until your abs hurt like you've just done 500 crunches after viewing 3 promotional webisodes created for the book. Copy and paste the link - sorry, my technological prowess did not enable me to make the link active so you could just click on it. And by the way, yours truly stars in Webisode #3.