Every semester I promised myself I would actually take notes. Here you see a note about an article. But also a strange fellow in a turtleneck. And a DANG tree? And so it began.

You can still see some notes, in between the happy fetus and the armless doctor.

That was my TA, Jimmy.

There are many eyes in my doodles.

Self explanatory.

This is what my son will look like, if I name him Bruiser.

Many of my doodles express my current feelings. For example, I was tired.

In fact, at one point in the semester I was suffering from a doozy of insomnia.

Cubist snails, and a fellow classmate.

Poetry just gets me so excited... I feel like a WALT WHITMANIAC!!!

I eventually gave up on notes.

Jawsome!

"I Sing the Body Electric"

At this points I am still not sleeping. And I needed a hair cut.

Teeth!

This street tough is tired too.

This rooster was an idea I had for a continuation of a series of clay figures, starting with my Ciesta cow.

My friend Eli would totally take down Godzilla.

Get it???

A character from a children's story I never wrote, titled: "Various Nefarious and the Frequent Delinquints."

Another character, and a Mimebomb!

Um.

At the end of the semester I had an angry week or so wherein I quit my job and owed a lot of money to various hospitals/campuses/landlords. So my doodles wind up getting angry with me.

But there's also the inevitable return to silliness.