Pardon the cell phone picture, but I never got a chance to actually scan the page because someone bought the page from me. It was a very odd (but flattering) experience.
Since there’s a drawing of Ozzy there I’d also like to take the opportunity to point you toward this blog post that explains why I haven’t updated my web comic in a bit and why it’s going to be a little while before I get back to it, but it’s for a good reason that’ll make the comic better.


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Minecraft doodle, sparked by my major fuck-up the other day when I got hopelessly lost and caught in a seemingly endless storm.
Weeeeeee transparency.
Let me tell y’all about my little adventure while I take a break from writing my script for homework. “Stay awhile, and listen” she says in her best Deckard Cain voice.
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It all started when I had decided to just start a new world on a whim, as I am wont to do. I climbed up a sizable hill and got to work building a dirt hut, as I often do. Eventually night fell, and I retreated into my hut. When morning came, I went to leave the hut. However, as soon as I stepped out, two spiders jumped down on me. I had no real equipment, and I died violently.
Annoyed, I started another world. I decided to build my new home in the air, connected to land by a small bridge. After a few (in-game) days it turned into this. Pretty confident in my ability to flip off any spiders from the safety of my small fortress, I started venturing out.
I got the basics. Wood, coal, iron, food. I wanted to make a bed, but I hadn’t seen any sheep, and I did not want to kill a million spiders and do it the hard way. I looked around locally first, but no dice. I realized that I would have to expand my search.
I took some torches to mark my path so I could find my way back home. And I did ok for a while. I spaced my torches out, making sure they were visible from one point to the next, but really making the stack last. But one day turned into two days, which turned into four days, which turned into more days. Across a stretch of desert, through a jungle, then a snowy landscape suffering from a case of never-ending-fucking-blizzard. Still no sheep. A ton of wolves, a chicken here and there, but no sheep. I had stopped placing torches a while ago. I kept thinking “there’s gonna be a sheep right around here, just a little further, I don’t need to put a torch down, there must be one right over here somewhere.”
At some point I got absolutely turned around. I had no idea which direction I’d come from, I had an inventory full of stuff, most of which was at least somewhat valuable. I’d regularly climb up the highest tree or hill I could find, searching around for any sign I had left behind on my way out. A torch, a pillar of dirt, my giant tower. But I couldn’t see anything.
At one point it started raining. I was already lost, and I didn’t want to run out into the rain with reduced visibility messing me up even more. So I just stood under a tree and waited forever. And ever, and ever, and ever.
Eventually after another day of wandering in whatever direction I felt I hadn’t gone in yet, I found some sheep! I sheared them, and I sheared every damn sheep I came across after that as I wandered aimlessly. After I found the first sheep it was like a nonstop sheep train. They were everywhere. Stuck in trees, bobbing around in the water… I should have killed them all for putting me through hell, but considering how much of a pain it was to find them in the first place, I didn’t want to murder them into extinction.
I eventually find my way back home by uploading my map here so that I could look at the overhead map it generates, making a note of the coordinates of my tower, hitting F3, and working my way back based on that. Kind of cheating, but after wandering around for nearly a week (in-game), walking in circles, I didn’t know what else to do. I just wanted to get back home. And home I did go. I shit you not, the sun was rising as my tower came into view. I think I may have cried a little. At the point that I gave up and decided to go this route, I was literally on the opposite side of where I had started. Waaaay up in that little marsh spot all the way to the east. I ended up doing this because I kept coming across the same couple of mountains over and over again and was seriously despondent over the fact that I was not ever going to find my way back, ever.
And that is how I got really sad for two (real) days and realized I am really bad at exploring and should just stick to basic tasks like building and resource gathering and tending farms.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdpgfyTjjb1rdx3dpo1_500.png)

