Another Blechy Day
I hate myself sometimes. For a month now I've been all psyched to go to the Dark Tranquillity/Soilwork show tonight. Then, it comes time to get dressed to go I couldn't bring myself to do it. The thought of going alone depressed me too much. I probably would have gone anyway if I had more money to spend on comfort booze, but finances are tight right now. Tourniquet tight. I can't spend $50 on beer just to feel better about myself. So, I'm going to miss another show I really wanted to see just because I couldn't find anyone to go with me.
On the positive side, I did finally finish the script for the first issue of holierthancow and I's full length comic project that I've been working on for the past three months. It's really sad that when I add up the time that I actually put into it, according to my writing log, I only spent six hours writing it but it since I only managed to sit down and work on it for an hour or so every other week it took what seems like forever. Hopefully I'll be better about writing the second issue. I should at least be able to write that faster than holierthancow can draw the first issue. I hope. Seeing my words translated into visual images always makes me feel more motivated. I also hope that we can find someone good to ink it so that he doesn't have to do double duty.
In other news, it looks like I'll be staying with Leigh Saturday night when I'm in Asheville for the spreading of Daniel's ashes. That'll be a silver lining to a rather dark cloud. It's been like 18 months since the last time I've had any real face time with the girl. I can count the things I miss about Asheville on one hand and she's one of them. Maybe I can remember to get my poly books from her this time so I can pass them on to Onie.
I hate myself sometimes. For a month now I've been all psyched to go to the Dark Tranquillity/Soilwork show tonight. Then, it comes time to get dressed to go I couldn't bring myself to do it. The thought of going alone depressed me too much. I probably would have gone anyway if I had more money to spend on comfort booze, but finances are tight right now. Tourniquet tight. I can't spend $50 on beer just to feel better about myself. So, I'm going to miss another show I really wanted to see just because I couldn't find anyone to go with me.
On the positive side, I did finally finish the script for the first issue of holierthancow and I's full length comic project that I've been working on for the past three months. It's really sad that when I add up the time that I actually put into it, according to my writing log, I only spent six hours writing it but it since I only managed to sit down and work on it for an hour or so every other week it took what seems like forever. Hopefully I'll be better about writing the second issue. I should at least be able to write that faster than holierthancow can draw the first issue. I hope. Seeing my words translated into visual images always makes me feel more motivated. I also hope that we can find someone good to ink it so that he doesn't have to do double duty.
In other news, it looks like I'll be staying with Leigh Saturday night when I'm in Asheville for the spreading of Daniel's ashes. That'll be a silver lining to a rather dark cloud. It's been like 18 months since the last time I've had any real face time with the girl. I can count the things I miss about Asheville on one hand and she's one of them. Maybe I can remember to get my poly books from her this time so I can pass them on to Onie.
it seems like things are finalizing and its time to look forward to new things and oppertunities.. do you see the common thread in the things you wrote?