3929: BabopbyeYa
Maybe you've heard Borders is closing FOREVAR... aww =( If a big corporation that, as far as I know, did its best can't keep from going belly-up, that's kind of depressing. Granted, my perception of them is pretty much coloured by the fact they're the bookstore I have a discount card with, and I haven't exactly hunted out scandalous claims like how Circuit City rewarded its most loyal employees with pink slips because n00bs are cheaper... might just be the way, say, technology for the most part phased out assembly line workers, though [yay Hamazon doin' yer thing].
I spent the majority of the day trying to Get Shit Done. I felt very domestic "getting" to clean the house [and not particularly upset about it other than the "slowly diminishing funds" issue I've yet to remedy], and I scribbled out the next half-assed comic installment [it's staged such that I can switch out if I feel overwhelmed one week], but otherwise I've been futzing with my compy's backup all evening. What annoys me the most about it is I haven't worked out a really good filing system yet--besides that I have many more photos of the sky I'll never use [while losing all of the high-res GOOD photos of people from our ten-year high school reunion... *fist shake*], they're all horribly impossible to organize and keep organized, because I back up the "to sort" folder, and when I try to make sure the backup matches the main, I copy the unsorted files that I may already have sorted, and the cycle repeats anew -_-;
So things are going... no, there's not another word to that sentence. They're just... going. I get the impression I would have already gotten a new job if I threw myself into it, but the way things are going, I'm just too tempted to be irresponsible, just because I know there's a *chance* I could get away with it. Sell prints and donor wallpapers forever! I can live off that, no? =| I hate being on the brink of "Web comicking! I can do it!" while trying to stay within the realm of responsibility. It's SO HARD to do both well at the same time, and it shows.
[I'm still applying, though, and still wondering if my phone even works anymore. I haven't even gotten a test call from the French guy who's visiting DC and is the reason we're having an impromptu Shmupmeet on Saturday, makes me wonder if my phone number didn't spontaneously change and I didn't notice.]
Anyway, prolly going to Borders tomorrow... ¬_¬
P.S. I am on Goop now. LMK if you want to pointlessly try out a new Faceache. [Warning: They want phone verification, if that kinda thing is sensitive to you.]
I spent the majority of the day trying to Get Shit Done. I felt very domestic "getting" to clean the house [and not particularly upset about it other than the "slowly diminishing funds" issue I've yet to remedy], and I scribbled out the next half-assed comic installment [it's staged such that I can switch out if I feel overwhelmed one week], but otherwise I've been futzing with my compy's backup all evening. What annoys me the most about it is I haven't worked out a really good filing system yet--besides that I have many more photos of the sky I'll never use [while losing all of the high-res GOOD photos of people from our ten-year high school reunion... *fist shake*], they're all horribly impossible to organize and keep organized, because I back up the "to sort" folder, and when I try to make sure the backup matches the main, I copy the unsorted files that I may already have sorted, and the cycle repeats anew -_-;
So things are going... no, there's not another word to that sentence. They're just... going. I get the impression I would have already gotten a new job if I threw myself into it, but the way things are going, I'm just too tempted to be irresponsible, just because I know there's a *chance* I could get away with it. Sell prints and donor wallpapers forever! I can live off that, no? =| I hate being on the brink of "Web comicking! I can do it!" while trying to stay within the realm of responsibility. It's SO HARD to do both well at the same time, and it shows.
[I'm still applying, though, and still wondering if my phone even works anymore. I haven't even gotten a test call from the French guy who's visiting DC and is the reason we're having an impromptu Shmupmeet on Saturday, makes me wonder if my phone number didn't spontaneously change and I didn't notice.]
Anyway, prolly going to Borders tomorrow... ¬_¬
P.S. I am on Goop now. LMK if you want to pointlessly try out a new Faceache. [Warning: They want phone verification, if that kinda thing is sensitive to you.]