I am a drunk. I never wanted to be, but that is my nature, and I am dealing with it one step at a time. I just moved to New York, so this cast will change a lot. Live on Long Island? Hit me up for a drink or some relationship therapy, yo. jessedictor@gmail.com or 971-227-8256.
Jesse's co-worker. Something something something. He is a professional PHP programmer and takes everything way to seriously. And he never updates his page.

He said if I get 3k views a day I can drink at work. He will discover why that was fool hardy. He is routinely out of the office with his CTO affairs, and so I reign supreme when he is gone.
She's gone now. I tried to stay friends, and failing at that, she's just a girl that i use to know.
Being a druggie drunk. I pass out at work, I sneak in sips, I just try my hardest to stay functional. If anything, this comic makes it easier to get away with it. Its hard staying up all night doing H and puking through the morning, but if I make a joke on this site about how I'm in the bathroom crying, then its all good. I quit drugs, officially though. You do the math. I dunno.
I'm just using all my powers to be happy for a while. To me, all the worthwhile people I know are miserable, and all the happy people give a flying fuck about what hair color the new writer's hair color is. Is it blonde? Is it red? Strawberry blonde? To me, its "Why the fuck does anyone give a damn". I just don't care. And its like that all over. I don't care about there kid, or there normal girl friend, or there love for janga. This site is just me getting to channel it, and no one to take it seriously. Hell, theres so many words on this site, no one will even fucking read it all unless they are truely like me. Sad, depressed, and depraved.