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Played the Wrong Piano
Better today. I didn't get much work done, but I pushed through the horrible torture picture on my queue and now I am free of that one forever. Going out tonight for a birthday celebration for someone I have made the acquaintance of but don't really "know" know. He seems like a good dude, and it's important to keep getting up and running the friend ( Read more... ) -
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Odd day. Couldn't shake myself off the net, even though there wasn't much for me to read or do. I am bored of the net but it beats be bored of drawing, which I am. Throuighly. Everyone goes through their career rough patches. I guess my inner child is stamping her foot, because I do not want to be drawing for anyone else but me. Just, no. I am ( Read more... ) -
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Dear Yuletide Author ( Read more... ) -
Burp
I was . . . not so productive this week ( Read more... ) -
Storied
It was *so* nice hosting good company for the last week. Lots of writing talk was had, stories were mutually read, and a long and relaxing 4th of July was spent in the company of old characters. It felt really, really excellent to be gaming again. I missed rolling those dice, and I missed Barty and Missy. We showed up on a mirror-planet to our ( Read more... ) -
Knots
It's been a little busy round these parts ( Read more... ) -
Recap
What is work? We just don't know. Not when we are nauseous and headache-y, at least ( Read more... ) -
I HAVE AM OPINION
Kelly Turnbull on artistic Time Management
What say I?
Fucking word. And so many feels, in so many different directions. Prep rant: go ( Read more... ) -
Rainbow Disconnection
Been underwater with work lately, hence no updating (nor anything else). We get these bottlenecks, where despite the best efforts of our coordinators, sometimes everything is due all at once, and late nights are the consequence. It's rare! I'm almost through, the last two huge, messy projects are due tomorrow, and then I am in the clear. The the ( Read more... ) -
PRACTIVE
This stupid sciatica will not go away. Resisting the urge to slam my back/ass/leg against things just to disrupt the constant, low grade discomfort that never changes. Go away. GO AWAY. SCREEEEEECH ( Read more... )