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CUPS 95: Baby Time

Went with *snort* as the onomatopoeia for the noise that Norah makes when she’s startled awake. I also strongly considered *snerk*, but that sounded a little to much like the noise someone makes when someone laughs, both suddenly but also completely under control. Snerk also toes a line onto sounding like ‘snigger’, which was always a term I felt pretty uncomfortable with. Any other type of noise being made in this strip seemed, otherwise, to be too confusing and not readable enough and… You know what? From here on out I’m going to leave all of these decisions under the hood, I hope that’s OK with you.

CUPS 89: Serious Work

I don’t want to get all judgey here, but Norah, 8+ months pregnant, has put off what seems to be a ton of work until late evening, late in her pregnancy. I mean, that’s just a really poor use of time. Again, not trying to judge, but she deserves some judgey eyes laid on her. Do better, Norah. Do better.

CUPS 88: Work Ducks In A Row

There aren’t more than like two or three dozen names for cats out there that are better than ‘Señor Snugglehugs’. That may sound like hubris, but genius can strike anybody at any time, and I just happen to be the one that this burst of brilliance came out of this time. Let’s not focus on exactly where this name came from, let’s instead just focus on how much better this world is now that it’s out there.

CUPS 87: Head Over

For future reference: When you’re going to go to a metal concert while your pregnant wife stays at home and catches up on some work all night, just go ahead and leave a note on the counter. It’s not worth the fear of God that it will instill of you for the rest of your days.

CUPS 72: Distraction

Drinking always feels like it’ll help, but then you’re sitting there on the couch drinking your eighth beer and… What was it that was bothering me? Was it something about this Die Hard marathon I’ve been watching? Almost certainly not, nothing about Die Hard is ever anything but the best thing… Was I… Was I stressed about something? I’ll get back to you on that. Like, I feel like I’m forgetting something that was bothering me, but here I am watching Alan Rickman in the PERFORMANCE OF A LIFETIME and I just can’t for the life of me recall why I was so bummed in the first place. Hey, pass me that beer would you?