It’s that time of year where I put up another one of those boring self-posts. I try to avoid them because really, I am a terrible writer of nonfiction and I feel like I have nothing interesting to say. 2011 was definitely a year of ups and downs. Emergency apartment moves, dealing with a lawsuit circling around the accident with my knee, traveling, comic book conventions, and the death of my father all played an important role in my mood and art throughout the year.