| ← | October 28th, 2011 | → | 
| casey moaned as riley moved away: it was a moan of frustration.  "i thought tonight was sex times night?" casey said, but riley was gone, out of the room.  a few seconds later, noise from the tv drifted up from downstairs.  with a sigh, casey reached for the smartphone at the side of the bed.  seconds later, a new twitter post was completed.  "lol", it read. | ||
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| The haps: Odds are there's someone in my audience named Casey who is friends with Riley, and someone named Riley who pals around with Casey.  I MADE THIS COMIC FOR YOU TWO; I HOPE THINGS AREN'T "AWKWARD" Here is a pumpkin Jeff made for Hallowe'en! 
  And here is a program Adam made that combines Twitter and Flickr and keywords to make POETRY, in this case, about this here comic! 
  And here are some words for sale! 
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