page 1348 – Technically, She Did What You Asked
…and then Tabitha spent the next hour or two learning about neck, shoulder, and back pain as well as excessively complicated undergarments. Clearly, we’re starting the new year off with only the most sophisticated and high brow speculative fiction content.
Okay, so I’m posting this page at, like, 9pm Monday night, and I’m already about to fall asleep at my desk as if I’d been working on this thing straight up to 5pm Tuesday morning. I am very much NOT recovered from December yet. But we’re getting there… and it’s a good thing, because I’m about to spend the next couple of days doing some pretty drastic re-arranging and furniture dragging around the house, so I’m also gonna end up recovering from THAT by the end of the week. Most shocking of all, it’s going to involve me completely unplugging and tearing down my whole computer rig. I may not survive, guys. Those cables are tangled up in ways that don’t conform to the laws of geometry as we know them.
But in all seriousness, I’m HOPING to have everything plugged back in and running in time to get a fresh TWC Incentive online by Friday.
If Tabitha really wanted to know, it’s not as if it would be difficult for someone who can create entire sentient humanoid life forms so create a 24-hour-temporary-mammary-enhancement pill. (Or she could just go down to the local MiffyMart and buy a bottle of them – I feel like this is a product that would definitely already have been created by any profit-hungry Mad Scientist)
In a weird way, I think this would overlap with how Tabitha prefers dressing OTHER people up in fanciful costumes more than just dressing HERSELF up. Like any good scientist, she wants to remove herself from the process enough for her data to be objective and uncompromised by personal involvement (or something like that)
Also, Tabitha’s so skinny, I question if her frame could even support any added weight. I feel like if her center of balance were thrown off like that, she’d just topple over.