You can tell around here was when I was messing more with panel layouts. Results in my losing track of the popsicle stick Boy was holding between pages (hence the ellipses to show a passing of time), but I was too deep into working on the series as a whole that an ellipses was the best bandage-style ailment-reliever I could think of.
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Actually, should I even refer to it as adult life if I'm still living with my parents with no signs of getting a good job any time soon? Also, do I really wanna commit to addressing this as a "diary?" Nothing against people that refer to it as that, but it seems ridiculous to even start entries that way. You don't really see people starting off their blog as "dear blog." They usually start off with something like "current mood: blissfully unaware of how crappy other people's lives are, so I rant about my own entitled life and what I define as problematic and stressful even though it probably isn't."
Current mood: everything bites. I guess I'll write more about it when I feel like it.