That's the difference between me and the rest of the world! Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria!

All sorts of yayness floods my brain. Love is such a drug.

Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

The syndicates take the strip and sell it to newspapers and split the income with the cartoonists. Syndicates are essentially agents. Now, can you imagine a novelist giving his literary agent the ownership of his characters and all reprint, television, and movie rights before the agent takes the manuscript to a publisher? Obviously, an author would have to be a raving lunatic to agree to such a deal, but virtually every cartoonist does exactly that when a syndicate demands ownership before agreeing to sell the strip to newspapers.

Let it to a girl to take the fun out of sex discrimination.

Things are never quite as scary when you've got a best friend.