Scanner officially dead, blonde full of spitty hate.

Sep 26, 2008 20:59

So the scanner? Yeah, the scanner is now officially dead. Those of you who have been wondering whether I abandoned my comic strip (all six of you): it's the scanner. The scanner has been getting harder and harder to make nice with over the past few months, and it just offered a resounding 'fuck you, dino-girl' before keeling over completely.

I am not amused.

Luckily, my requirements in the scanner area are simplistic enough that getting a new one should be a relatively easy thing; unluckily, the necessity of doing this in the first place will use up the commission fees that I was planning to bank towards Australia. It never rains but it pours. Also, it is pouring radioactive scorpions.

(As for the 'well, can't you just not replace the scanner?' option, which somebody has already asked me: not so much, considering that the money I'll be using to do the replacing is from the commissions that can't be finished without a functional scanner. So either I have a scanner and no money and people get their comic strips, or I give back the money, have no scanner, and nobody's happy. I prefer the option which results in funds that are currently in my possession leaving my possession, but being replaced by a piece of electronic equipment which makes art possible. It's a thing.)

On the plus side, Chris is going to be here this weekend, so we can probably get me taken care of before Monday, and then I can scan the rest of the New York strips. And then I can have a strip sale, which usually helps with art supply-based financial stupid. But damn, that's annoying.

Peh.

technology, crankiness, ducks

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