But I can't decide whether to be sad or to say I told you so about meeting those comic makers and displaying our social skillz.
And though I suppose I'm happy about the Gimp not actually having a girlfriend, the person who seemed to be for a while apparently says things that should make me happy but make me even more sad.
And I'm having trouble deciding between telling you to shut the hell up, or comforting you to lull you into a false sense of security before I tell you to shut the hell up.
What do I need to make me feel better, truth talking computer?
Aside from a woman, which you might actually be able to get if you stopped being a scared little bitch? Well, other people saying how much they suck might cheer you up.
But how are they to compare with me?
They'll find a way.
I don't believe you.
You'd be surprised at what people can dig up to prove they are the best at sucking.
Hello from the LAN party! You too could be at the LAN party but you are not, without explanation.
But--
I know, you worked and you're tired and your parents don't want you staying out and are afraid you and the penguin have some kind of keg taking out scheme going on or something.
Yeah, so--
So you do this everytime. Why do you not want to spend long hours in a room filled with tired and stinky men?
I am Not ... no, I can't. It's just too obvious of a set-up.
My lifestyle is not conductive to meeting females. I am unnatractive. No one understands me. No one cares. Even if I did find someone, I don't know what to do.
I must stop this endless making of excuses.
But I don't know how.
Was that supposed to be funny? Ha ha ha, everyone laugh at the funny boy. Ha ha ha.
Ah, but I am pathetic. I'm convinced if I could work up some courage, I could be much happier. The whining, as you say, is all of the excuses I give myself.
Yes, and the feeling of hope only makes me feel more pathetic when nothing ever ends up happening.
But yes, life does bite. It gave me a break once, or so I thought. Then the break went off to serve the country.
I think all it did was give you an excuse to make a big deal out of something that would have otherwise amounted to nothing.
Make scenes! Make scenes it says! It says, stop being so fucking depressed because nothing in your life goes right, and make scenes!
And then it doesn't make scenes! WHERE THE FUCK IS THE SCENE? It will say, oh, I was busy with this and that. And if I take 2 days to respond, it will go "MAKE SCENES!"
But then again, I'm talking to my computer.
Actually, you've gotten past that and now are making a comic about the hypoprickical kid, in which you talk to your computer.
So the Gimp told a girl I knew from high school that I hate myself.
She was, of course, sad that I thought that and said she liked me, yadda yadda.
But I suck, I'm pathetic, I'll never have a girlfriend, I do nothing with my life, I see no point in life. I don't hate myself though. I don't know where people get that impression.
Female people tell me and people I know these things.
Why would you want to be in a relationship?
Relationships suck.
In this panel I sound very pathetic.
I see female people, some who I like and care about. It's pleasant just to see them, especially if they see me, if they like me, if they may care about me.
I've touched such a person before. The feeling of heat, of contanct, of connection with another person who I care for is intense. If I could say for sure if she cared for me it would've been moreso.
I thought I'd go for scary but I think I'm too pathetic for that to work. Maybe I can convince people it's really that attractive kid speaking.
And that's all the farther I've been. I should think that further into a relationship, there would be more, and better. But apparently it's not worth the pain, they tell me.
I don't know about that, but I do know you'll hate yourself if you hit that button marked 'Save it'
I have been told to make comics and so now I can make no good comics.
I can't work under this kind of pressure.
And yet you are making this comic because you are afraid that if you don't A) none of the other comic making people will ever respond and B) you will be told to make comics some more?
My list of attractive female computer engineers with good taste in music is surprisingly small, so I would be remiss to not try and get to know its entry better.
This is ok.
The Middle
I am very happy to watch bad movies with you and make out on occasion.
This is ok.
The End
Forgiveness for caring. I understand that you do not want anything real to develop. I am glad that we can still be friends.