Feb 26, 2007 22:42
Man what a week. So much to say and so little time.
Well last week was one of the best weeks i have had in a while. But to really grasp how good it was i have to go into some long backstory so i hope you guys are ready for a long post since this will be one.
As you all know i have a podcast, i joined a group called the Comics Podcast Network which is basically a group of comic podcasters that get together to try to self promote. Its okay but still very crude and disorganized. For a while i was feeling out of the loop. I rubbed allot of the podcasters the wrong way, i think its because i jumped to the defense of Lene Taylor on the geek speak forums and called some podcasters of not handeling the anti-L.T sentiment that rang wild for a few months.
There were other instinsaces where i would say something and because of my history would be taken out of proportion. Sometimes i would just be bad at expressing myself. Anyway when the NY Comic Con offered the podcasters a table i was kinda snubbed and ignored. Which bugged me to no end. When i called them on it i was told there was nothing i could do.
Last week i e-mailed Jonah Weiland (owner of CBR) if he was interested in me covering the con for CBR. I did it as a lark and it turns out he said yes. So i wound up getting a press badge from a mayor website.
On top of this i wound up getting an e-mail from MOCCA (the comic festival i didnt get into) turns out someone dropped out and i wound up getting a table after all! So im heading to MOCCA!
Thats not all at my job we wound up having a meeting and i got commended for my good work. Turns out i was doing my timesheets wrong, i wasnt putting the half hour in the morning i do everyday before 8:30. So im getting extra money from now on.
Finally i took my health test and aced it. At this point i was in heaven, durring the buss ride home i told Angel...
David: "Man this week has been amazing, i mean sure its been stressful but its so worth it"
Angel: "Thats cool man"
David: "Yeah i havent had a week this good in a while. All thats left is that i get laid"
~silence~
Angel: "Dont fucking look at me"
~laugther~
The con was amazing. It was pretty disorganized, im lucky i had a press badge. I think next year they need to expand and get a bit more organized. Friday was great it was just me and the press. So i got to talk to a whole bunch of creators and press folks. Rich Johnson from Lying in the Gutter Gossip Column was the coolest dude there, everyone i met from CBR welcomed me like family.
I could go on and on about the celibrities and pro's i met but you can listen to my interviews and read the news. To me the most important things were the little things like accidently seeing Power Girls cooter, seeing Charlito strip during his speach at the podcasters dinner, making new friends like Liz Bailey and the guys from Utopiates. Meeting Melissa who is the funniest and coolest person i have met in a real long time. Heck i even bumped into Devin Quinn who i met at Mocca last year. Who know maybe i will get to hang with these people maybe not but they really made my con experience enjoyable.
On the flip side working the con for CBR was killing me. I ran around that convention like a maniac. And i even had to bail on the podcasters party early because i needed to go home and upload the files to the website. The fact that im not being paid for this also kinda sorta sucks but i know that i need to do freebies to up my worth.
This week might be the opposite of last week, im broke (this is not the result of the con but more salery i receive can not support me) and i just got a letter from my college that i will not get my student loan because i only have 5 credits not 6. WTF?! This is the problem with my college, no fuck college in general. They never explain anything to you they just assume you know.
I will not drop out from my classes fuck them i am doing really well in both and dont want to loose time. Im going to have to either find another job and put in extra hours until i do since i need that money. I have to print out 100 of my mini comics. I guess i could print out 40 or 50 for now but i really wanted to have more for press and some stores.
I need to play with some numbers so that i can come up with some kind of solution. There are allot of negative emotions inside of me right now. Sometimes i feel the tug of despair but fuck it you know? I mean it will be worth it someday. Oneday i will be working in an editors office getting paid a decent maybe even great salery that will allow me to not have to eat from the 99 cent menue of Wendy's. I will have someone in my life who will be a friend and love me. I will have a resume of things and have respect from my peers.
Yeah someday it will all be worth it and this shitty existance i have will be just a memory.