2324: Push Me, Pull Me
Surprise game night: Lone won PR hands down. Lone lost as Traitor hands down... even trade, I guess. For the lose on me buying Fortress [and generally making bad choices] and Lone getting shitty Haunt [and uncovering the Basement Stairs after trying to hide beyond the Catacombs].
I finally have portfolios for my cel backlog, as well as the originally NFS Kit cel that goes with the sketch I got some years ago, so now I have to put them all away while I'm thinking about it. Then taxes. I've also just read through a huge stack of papers and am caught up through the 9th--still a ways to go. Housekeeping seems to be a priority in general here, particularly as People I Could Name have bad habits about, for instance, letting the range turn food-crusty brown or piling up dishes in the sink.
I seem to be getting involved in more and more individual projects as time passes, and not entirely on my account--it's just a strange happenstance. Other projects fall to the wayside as this happens, of course, but I do seem to have a history of ending up gravitating toward the person(s) who lavish(es) the most attention on me, and not just in romantic terms, which is evident in a record of my artwork.
On that note [if I have the time tonight], I will also work on posting the second iteration of sgppresents again, if only because when I look at it again I do like where I was going with it, even if it started out as crap. Additional commentary is inevitable, though it involves a lot of what I said in the previous paragraph. [No, I don't have the original first run anymore... nothing salvageable in that.]
Thanks for the consolations, also. Most of y'all know I'm pretty adjusted to death by now, particularly as relates to people I don't see regularly, but I appreciate the sentiments all the same. I sent a card to Grandma, although I didn't like the sympathy cards I saw... instead, I sent a "Thinking of You" card, since that seemed more positive. Kinda having second thoughts about that, but a card is a card is all the good intentions it's designed to be.
Anyway, Fawx tole me do this. [Fuck knows WHY I listen...]
I finally have portfolios for my cel backlog, as well as the originally NFS Kit cel that goes with the sketch I got some years ago, so now I have to put them all away while I'm thinking about it. Then taxes. I've also just read through a huge stack of papers and am caught up through the 9th--still a ways to go. Housekeeping seems to be a priority in general here, particularly as People I Could Name have bad habits about, for instance, letting the range turn food-crusty brown or piling up dishes in the sink.
I seem to be getting involved in more and more individual projects as time passes, and not entirely on my account--it's just a strange happenstance. Other projects fall to the wayside as this happens, of course, but I do seem to have a history of ending up gravitating toward the person(s) who lavish(es) the most attention on me, and not just in romantic terms, which is evident in a record of my artwork.
On that note [if I have the time tonight], I will also work on posting the second iteration of sgppresents again, if only because when I look at it again I do like where I was going with it, even if it started out as crap. Additional commentary is inevitable, though it involves a lot of what I said in the previous paragraph. [No, I don't have the original first run anymore... nothing salvageable in that.]
Thanks for the consolations, also. Most of y'all know I'm pretty adjusted to death by now, particularly as relates to people I don't see regularly, but I appreciate the sentiments all the same. I sent a card to Grandma, although I didn't like the sympathy cards I saw... instead, I sent a "Thinking of You" card, since that seemed more positive. Kinda having second thoughts about that, but a card is a card is all the good intentions it's designed to be.
Anyway, Fawx tole me do this. [Fuck knows WHY I listen...]