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Title from Bowb who wrote that very phrase to me on facebook. Thanks Bowb, and everyone else who invited me to whinge.
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Hope health is on the way to being sorted out - nothing worse than feeling sick in the tummy all the time (from experience, unfortunately). Well done for turning it into a comic!
November 23, 2008 at 01:43 PM
Oh, Amber, I'm sorry you're having such a crummy time on so many fronts. But if you can't complain on a blog or in a zine where can you? And you do it with such grace and humour.
November 26, 2008 at 06:08 PM
such a beautiful strip! I've no envy for you in those horrible circumstances, but it's so good for the world for you to write it, make us all draw breath for a moment... I remember bert from that little yellow dog book and i'm sending best wishes to you, on all fronts
December 02, 2008 at 12:24 PM
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