Apartment 3-G, 6/22/05
Waaahh! The Future Mrs. C. is out of town for work for a few days and I’m lonely! None of the comics today are particularly inspiring! Margo put a shirt on! Waaaaaahhhhhh!
My life: a never-ending series of trials.
“You told him he’s a weirdo?” should definitely be a part of any complete list of classic Margo-isms, though. Also: Margo’s hair was already up yesterday, so I wonder what fiddling she’s doing in panel one. Presumably she’s ratcheting up her bun so tightly that nothing, not even fun, can escape.