I have lived in San Diego for 20 years.  I have been a sci-fi/fantasy fan for about 17 years.  I have only made it to ComicCom twice.  Twice!  Every year, as summer draws near, I say 'we've gotta get to ComicCon this year!'  And every year there is no money; there are important events planned; tickets are all sold out; I'm deperately ill, or all of ( Read more... )

 
I feel dirty.

So, I just finished a 2-day temp job. All I had to do was answer the phone and sign guests in, and since there were no more than 10 of either, it was a pretty boring couple of days.  While searching for something to do to keep me from nodding off, I opened a self-help book about breaking bad habits that the regular receptionist had ( Read more... )

 
The other day I had a conversation with a friend and told her about the panic attacks that plagued me for a year after my best friend’s death.  I should have seen a therapist, and maybe it wouldn’t have taken a year to figure out that they were stemming from a loss of faith.  For many years I had told myself that I had trust in God’s plan, and ( Read more... )

I dug in the garden today.

I fixed a plant that was hurting

I potted a baby banana tree.

I am still lost

I am still waiting to find out

what I want to be.

People around me are so….

admirably expressive

of themselves.

When did I become afraid to be me?

Maybe it’s the money

Isn’t it always the money?

I was afraid to starve.

I wanted pretty things.

I ( Read more... )

Dammit.  In the last half hour the clock has caught me at 11:11, 11:22, and 11:33.    It's getting to the point that I'm relieved when I look at the time and it's some normal random assortment of numbers.

 
Ok, this is just getting creepy now. The ‘1’s are stalking me. I think I blogged before that almost every day I look at the clock and it’s either 11:11 or 1:11. Sometimes it happens multiple times in a day. This has been going on since November.

Yesterday, I looked at my clock as I walked out to lunch and it was 11:11… and when I turned my car on ( Read more... )

I just had a great talk with my boss about my direction in the company and what I plan to do in the future.  It's so cool to work for a company that believes in the individuality and growth of their employees!  So, they're going to slowly integrate me into some management areas and help me get training along the way.  I'm intimidated and excited!

My life is just damn good at the moment.  This weekend:

- My artwork got complimented by a famous artist whose been one of my heros since I was about 12.
- My sex-life had a fun adventure. (let's just say my purity score dropped a few more notches.)
- I had a complicated problem in Adobe Illustrator and figured it out on my own.  It turns out that one ( Read more... )

After I tagged her Elfwood gallery as one of my favorite artists, M. Pena looked at my gallery and left comments.  *The mind boggles*.  I feel a deperate need to go sculpt amazing things so that she has something better to see!  I feel a little like I turned in c-grade work to my favorite professor or something.

If you don't know who M. Pena is, ( Read more... )

Damn.