Ooh, she’s on her way! But what will sheΒ find?!?! Yeah, we all know, no real suspense here, but it’s still pretty funny to see her catch a mouthful of pine needles!

So I’m gonna level with you as much as I can without providing sufficient information to get me fired. So I work for a facility that starts with “h” and rhymes with “crosspital.” An affiliated but completely DIFFERENT place from where I work has gotten in trouble, though it’s not clear whether it’s through ignorance or negligence, for maybe kinda sorta a little bit accidentally exposing more than 200 people to AIDS. Consequently, the state has cracked down with a massive, highly focused inspection, with special emphasis on those working in equipment sanitation.

Guess where that puts me.

Essentially, I have every expectation that the next week and a half are going to be the worst days of my life in recent memory. I will have both inspectors AND coworkers hovering over me like buzzards to watch for me possibly screwing up under the burden of a whole new set of requirements that, while not great prevention for causing mass AIDS, do make it alternately difficult and impossible to do my job efficiently or well. I have not been sleeping well, drinking more frequently than usual, and waking up in the middle of the night to shotgun whole family-size containers of snack food without looking at what I’m eating. Surprised I remember to chew. Anyway, the long and short of it is that until things get back to even approaching normal, my artistic output is going to be somewhat reduced. Bear with me, I’ll get back to 2x as soon as it is feasible.

TL;DR: Next comic on Thursday.