Purge

I'm going through all my comics and seeing what I can get rid of. I'll probably (hopefully) ditch half of them. Once I've gone through them all, everyone will be invited over to take whatever they want. Anything that's left over will be given away/sold/recycled.

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I'm so tired.

PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

The first five episodes of MTV's THE STATE are available on iTunes for $10.

Rejoice!

Show Me.

Now that Ze Frank's The Show has ended, the world is slightly less awesome. Therefore, I am asking all of you to share something awesome with me, and everyone else reading this. Don't be shy & send me an email. Post it here.

Wheeee!

You haven't lived until you've seen an old man drop a deuce on the opposite platform on the Times Square subway station at 2:30 in the morning.

Next, it'll be a circle jerk.

And someone will get the not-so-bright idea to invite me to join.

The Breakup

I saw this busted phone on my way home from the gym the other night. That must have been one stressful phone call.

What a crappy week.

I was all set to get back into the swing of things; get things settled at the job, go to the gym (looooooooooooong overdue), and continue working on my book.

Yeah, none of that happened.

On Monday, the job from hell came in, and I knew I'd have to stay until 2 AM. Then there was a bit of personal drama.

It seems a well-meaning friend was trying to play matchmaker with me and a mutual friend. Even if I was attracted to her, I am in no way/shape/form on the market. Hooray for awkwardness. I spoke to the matchmaker, who I thought knew better, and explained what the situation was.

Something nice and completely unexpected happened, though. I got a message from a cutie on OK Cupid: "oh, this is sooo embarassing to say, but you seem adorable."

I responded: "That's very kind of you. Thank you for brightening up my week." and left it at that. I can't even deal right now.

I got home from work and crashed. I had no energy to write or draw.

Went in to work, and continued the job from hell, and stayed very late. When I walked in, I was handed a job that I knew nothing about, which my supervisor just pushed onto me as he raced out the door. I just had to hit "print" and get it done. I got home...I don't even remember when.

Woke up on Wednesday morning, and discovered a Freaking Awesome thing:

My favorite bass player is a happy daddy.

http://www.lmbass.blogspot.com/

http://carrie-sunbaby.blogspot.com/

I'm so happy for Lyman, Carrie and new Milo (aka Porkchop) that I squealed like a teenage girl when I saw the pictures.

I walked into work, and got chewed out because I didn't notice a minor detail was missing from the print I made from the previous day, the job that was hastily shoved into my hands at the last nanosecond. I was overwhelmed, went into the bathroom and cried for 20 minutes. People started coming in, so I retreated to the stairwell and continued bawling for another 20 minutes.

Note to CAD artists: Fuck you. Stop using transparency layers. Get your shit together, and write your PDFs properly. And don't expect anyone to look over your shit with a magnifying glass.

More and more jobs came in, and I nearly quit on the spot. I wasn't going to stay until fucking 8 AM to meet these obnoxiously tight deadlines. My supervisor, sensing my stress, took on a few of the little jobs and stayed late to help get them done so I could concentrate on the BIG one.

Urgh, my stomach is sour just from re-living it in my head.

I stayed until 3 AM.

Thursday was more of the same, but without the screwups, yelling, or crying. Stayed until 2 AM.

Friday was just a repeat of Thursday, but I only stayed until 1 AM. I got home at 2, laid down and thought for a while, and cried myself to sleep - something I haven't done in a while.

Saturday was a vast improvement. I got my haircut again (second time!), and ran around for groceries & other necessities before Lynne came over for dinner. We talked for a while, and cuddled for a while, until I felt remotely human again (thank you, Lynne). We made plans to see Pan's Labyrinth next weekend. I know I'm way behind on movies; I had an invitation to see it earlier, but I just wasn't ready for group outings at the time. Plus, it occurred while I was at work, so I wouldn't have been able to go if I wanted to.

Lynne left around 10:30, and I spent the rest of the night catching up on CBR.

Today was my lazy, accomplish-jack-shit day (except for laundry, of course). I'm enjoying some strawberries as I type this.