Loadstone Lullaby

Why is it that days that begin in the wee hours of the morning tend to not end until those same hours of the next?

Well, the die is cast and the decision made. There will very soon be a web comic out there with the names of both my jaded and overly artistic friend Paul and myself affixed to it. To be utterly correct, Adam's name shall appear in correlation to it as well, as everyone must needs pay homage to their webmaster. In our case said supplication will be in the form of small animal sacrifices, no matter how little he wants them.

Can three bitter, misanthropic twenty-somethings who've spent their lives critiquing the work of others successfully contribute something new and creative to the world without collapsing under the weight of their own hypocrisy?

Tune in next week to find out.