My Wacky-Doodle Day, er... week... whatever

[celticmoonlight]

So I've been really depressed lately... like to where I can't get to sleep at night. I lay in darkness for 2 hours or longer wondering how the Hell I'm going to pull off this thing called life. I think about the debt I've gotten myself into, thanks to broken promises from FEMA and greedy business owners who fucked me over.... how I can't afford the interest alone. It's really not THAt bad, just enough to upset me. My chosen career is a total roller coaster, but I have made goals for myself to do something a little more long-term. The next step is to start a publication and send it out to 10,000 homes in Metairie, 4 times a year. I need 30 or more businesses to advertise with me, and the cost is going to be around $300 for a full color ad in the brochure. They will also get a free listing on my newest project, neworleansgreatest.com. So, I'll be busting my ass in the next couple of weeks trying to find enough businesses to fill up the space. I want the deadline for payment to be around Feb 20, so the things can get sent out in early March.

So, top off all my depression, I just realized that I accidentally overwrote a directory that contained all of my business graphic design (not the websites, thank God). But nonetheless, I've lost hundreds of hours of work, and I was supposed to have something printed by tomorrow for the lawyer guy who is the president of my business networking group. So yeah, that sucks bad. On the brighter side, I just got an email from a media company who is interested in doing business with me.