Meatball Romance
In which I love meatball.
I forgot I made this comic at some point for some reason. I feel it belongs here.






In which I love meatball.
I forgot I made this comic at some point for some reason. I feel it belongs here.






It’s summer of 2004, and my Gamecube is sweaty. I am fourteen years old and about to enter high school, leaving my eleven-year-old brother behind in our middle school. Ever since I was eight years old, my little brother had always been a few classrooms away from me. When
I drew this page very shortly after the last comic. It amused me so much I opted to ink it right away instead of waiting to do it later. I want to do one of these a week, time permitting. They're actually fairly quick, even with all the
I originally wrote this post for Patreon two times. That platform, for some reason dislikes me posting from my phone, so I guess this means every post needs to be a sit-down-at-my-desk type of endeavor. It feels more at home on Ghost anyway. I’ve been having fun with traditional
I'm burned out, Tomie dePaola makes comics, and I have sad gay feelings about it.