The Daily Rick

How many New Year's Eves have I been through like this? Where I'm getting ready for the night ahead without really knowing what the hell it is I'm doing? Almost 930pm. Two and a half hours from the year 2004 and I haven't a clue where I'll be then. I hope I'm having fun. I hope I'm a little drunk. And I hope to be kissing my girlfriend.

Inked 2 pages of the comic today. I'm a man possessed.