My run of Doom2099 is now complete, from #1-44. I was missing only #16, which I picked up tonight on my way home from class. I was feeling good about myself (an accomplishment in itself) so I figured, "Why not?" Bought it for cover price, too! Proof at last that my comics collection is not an investment, but rather entertainment. Whodathunkit? I recall that Sam Keith, Alan Moore, and Neil Gaiman have all made varying sums of money writing these things, and suddenly the future is brighter. Roman à Clef is still on the horizon somewhere. I do so love writing serialized fiction.
I've got the will to drive myself sleepless. But I really need to do something about that. Like bed. Now.