I suppose I am as ready as I'll ever be.
Sometimes when a winged figure follows you around for a while, you get the idea that maybe they're a messenger or guide of some kind, probably doom-related. So you make some remark based on that assumption. Why am I explaining this common situation to you. Anyway, that's the comic today.
For Remake Monday: I vaguely remembered doing a weak self-storage joke sometime in the distant past, but I did not remember it being like this.
This one has a second panel that attempts to recover from the weakness of the main joke. But you have to go to the CrustaceanSingles patreon to see it (paywall-free), because I am supposed to remind people that that exists and that you can give me money that way.
(You can also give me money through Ko-Fi! What a time to be technically alive!)