Month of Musings.
So the Lou, she thinks I should blog more. Myself, I like having that Rant over Jessica's Law front and center. Then, well, I'm a militant son of a bitch. Even tho no one reads this. I still feel like wearing THAT opinion on my sleave.
I'm procrastinating getting my Resume done for Branson. My goal is to be outa here in 5-6 months, so I really need to stop dicking around with that. Perhapse I'll get the selfsame Lou to proof it for me. God knows I'm horrid at writing them up. I'm a shoe in at an interview, resume, not so much.
I bought a pnumatic parts lot from a guy on the Paintball forum I ghost in. With hope I'll finnaly have all the parts I need to make my Co2 powered semiauto nerf pistol in time for AX.
Oh yea, I'm going to try to attend my first Con this summer. AX in Turloc. Shimofuri will be there, so drunken debauchery and random trolling of Anime nerds will be fun.... if nothing else is. God my alcohol bill for that doesn't bare thinking upon. Have to finnish my plushie flask too.
I have projects: I have to finnish my first CvD strip. It's sitting there in front of me in it's penciled wisdom waiting. Thank god it's patient.
I've got the first chapter of my book for Tamzin to finnish and pollish. It eke's out a sentance at a time. I've hit one of those hard points. I know what needs to come next, but how do I get thru what I'm in now?
My pipe making endever got a shot in the arm, My roomate's smoking circle finnaly asked about where he got all his implements... so I of course chimed in, and offered to replicate, or create custom. Sold one MagMonster(tm) already.
My Durty Angel series set in Shim's Inhuman universe is chugging along once again. Part four is up on DA, and part five (it's sister) is actually moving. I don't think I'll ever finnish the series. But I know where I'm going with it, and he likes my plotline. Helps that I don't try to play with HIS story arc, or chars.
I talked to Wallaby today, she's engaged. About damn time, not like there was any doubt. However it's nice to see that it's not just hope and talk anymore. There is a plan. Maybe she'll let me be a bridesmaid.
Tenor monster is talking to me again... well we don't really talk that much, but it's nice to be silly with her agian. I missed my "third wife."
Yesterday was a freelance day. I was shopping at Safeway, when Ken, one of the people who does alot of work for the Ballet company in town cornered me. Once more, he's going to hire me to load up the set, take it to my theater, and set it up. Hehehehe, I get payed twice... since Bruce is going to have me on the clock at the PAC for that time too. It means I'll be doing a shitpot more work, but I don't mind earning the right to get payed twice.
So then, I get home, and there's a message from the MikieSan from STL. I'm doing a Lawschool graduation at Memorial Auditorium on friday. I had to scream at Bruce about how he doesn't pay me enough not to take gigs... and that I don't have to be working for him. He slept on it, pissed and worried. Woke up realizing that I was right, Saturday and Sunday are going to be more than enough time to get lighting dialed before first Tech of Capallia.
It's been a good couple of days. I'm still punching emo issues in the throught. That's normal however. I think I've come to a point where I need someone in my life agian. For serious again. Gots to see if I remember how to flirt serious like now. I think that may be a problem. =P
So now that's the end of this chapter in my autobiography. Luff for me people.
-Wy?
I'm procrastinating getting my Resume done for Branson. My goal is to be outa here in 5-6 months, so I really need to stop dicking around with that. Perhapse I'll get the selfsame Lou to proof it for me. God knows I'm horrid at writing them up. I'm a shoe in at an interview, resume, not so much.
I bought a pnumatic parts lot from a guy on the Paintball forum I ghost in. With hope I'll finnaly have all the parts I need to make my Co2 powered semiauto nerf pistol in time for AX.
Oh yea, I'm going to try to attend my first Con this summer. AX in Turloc. Shimofuri will be there, so drunken debauchery and random trolling of Anime nerds will be fun.... if nothing else is. God my alcohol bill for that doesn't bare thinking upon. Have to finnish my plushie flask too.
I have projects: I have to finnish my first CvD strip. It's sitting there in front of me in it's penciled wisdom waiting. Thank god it's patient.
I've got the first chapter of my book for Tamzin to finnish and pollish. It eke's out a sentance at a time. I've hit one of those hard points. I know what needs to come next, but how do I get thru what I'm in now?
My pipe making endever got a shot in the arm, My roomate's smoking circle finnaly asked about where he got all his implements... so I of course chimed in, and offered to replicate, or create custom. Sold one MagMonster(tm) already.
My Durty Angel series set in Shim's Inhuman universe is chugging along once again. Part four is up on DA, and part five (it's sister) is actually moving. I don't think I'll ever finnish the series. But I know where I'm going with it, and he likes my plotline. Helps that I don't try to play with HIS story arc, or chars.
I talked to Wallaby today, she's engaged. About damn time, not like there was any doubt. However it's nice to see that it's not just hope and talk anymore. There is a plan. Maybe she'll let me be a bridesmaid.
Tenor monster is talking to me again... well we don't really talk that much, but it's nice to be silly with her agian. I missed my "third wife."
Yesterday was a freelance day. I was shopping at Safeway, when Ken, one of the people who does alot of work for the Ballet company in town cornered me. Once more, he's going to hire me to load up the set, take it to my theater, and set it up. Hehehehe, I get payed twice... since Bruce is going to have me on the clock at the PAC for that time too. It means I'll be doing a shitpot more work, but I don't mind earning the right to get payed twice.
So then, I get home, and there's a message from the MikieSan from STL. I'm doing a Lawschool graduation at Memorial Auditorium on friday. I had to scream at Bruce about how he doesn't pay me enough not to take gigs... and that I don't have to be working for him. He slept on it, pissed and worried. Woke up realizing that I was right, Saturday and Sunday are going to be more than enough time to get lighting dialed before first Tech of Capallia.
It's been a good couple of days. I'm still punching emo issues in the throught. That's normal however. I think I've come to a point where I need someone in my life agian. For serious again. Gots to see if I remember how to flirt serious like now. I think that may be a problem. =P
So now that's the end of this chapter in my autobiography. Luff for me people.
-Wy?