I'm an aardvark. I fight crime. I'm not very good at it. In particular, i fight city hall. They say you can't do that. They have a point.
I'm 22, on Mars. That's 45 in aardvark years. I don't know yet how long I can keep this up. I intend to live forever or die trying.
I've been reading megatokyo again, and drinking coffee, so I'm a little wired. Other stuff I did today included updating my blog with info on aardvarks and webcomix.
My stuperpower is that I have an acute sensitivity to civil rights violations.
The shrink says I'm schizotypic, which relates to why I have trust issues.
I gave out this link yesterday on a forum I'm on , and yesterday's "whirled peas" comic didn't quite fit my point, so I'm doing this one. It might be a repeat.
Today, for example, I battled by phone with city hall over some weed liens for a property I'm trying to close next week. I didn't win, but I won the right to a hearing next month on my claim.
