Checks & Balances
Saturday I bought a new car — well, a somewhat less used car, anyway. Today the driver’s side mirror got shorn off by someone’s Pontiac.
My awesome new chambers near completion and I attempted to take photos, but my ancient digital camera seems finally to have shit the proverbial bed and I haven’t been able to download them. Also, there are wasps everywhere.
I applied for an illustration job, got an interview, and then just didn’t go. Meanwhile, despite me having just requested an outlandish 6 weeks off work, they are asking if I want to move into management.
A hot-blooded & sexy young gent, as I understand it, is rather keen on me, but he is in a box.
I’m really not sure how I ought to be feeling these days.
Together / We’ll show you how to improvise
Sef and I decided one day to make a quick, impromptu comic in OpenCanvas (which neither of us was particularly good with at the time), the idea being to take turns drawing panels with no preformulated notions about what was going on. This sort of devolved into trying to stymie one another with padding shots that didn’t advance the action, but people got a kick out of the result — us included. So we did more of them, and show no indication of stopping any time in the foreseeable future.
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Left of the dial
Hey, remember me? We were kids together.
It’s been a little while. I rent a room from my ex-boyfriend, now, and my current boyfriend is on the wrong side of the planet, and I have a “real” job again, by my parents’ definition, by which I mean steady, 40+ hours-a-week employment with a loathsome company. And no, you still cannot buy the Psychonauts comic. You can stop asking, now. For real.