For the record, if the typography of the comic seems somehow strange to you, it is only because my kung-fu grip on the English language stretches only so far as my word-processing application. You see, late one night while discussing some script formatting technicalities with Forrest, I managed, no less than every bloody time it was mentioned, to accidentally replace the word “bold” with “italic.” I managed not only to do this in the rushed, unedited medium of my instant messaging window, but also in my mind as I was parsing his confused replies. Forrest, uncommonly faithful that I knew what the hell what I was doing, executed the script masterfully. Though that faith was misplaced, his skill was keen.
I need to make fewer mistakes.
Ja.