Could I possibly love her more?!

 Hyperbole and a Half: The Four Levels of Social Entrapment 

If I knew I could write and/or draw like this girl, I would quit my damn job and write every (other, let's be honest...) day.  I'd charge admission to read my stuff.  Seriously.  I'd grace humanity with my words and drawings.  I would practically be the Martha Stewart of funny (minus that whole incarceration thing).  I'd teach people how to 'smeyes' via my cartoons.

Buuuuuuut I lack a certain set of skills, and therefore will resort to my little one-pic posts and directing my four readers to more stimulating material.  Whatever.  Beggars can't be choosers.