Pant

It's been hectic, and I feel like all I've been doing is e-mailing and replying to e-mails... The job is great, and it makes me happy most of the time. In two weeks, I spent 1800 minutes talking on the phone. I know this because my parents tripped out when they found out how much time I'd used. They had said that it would be okay to just use my phone. I told them... but... Anyway, it's all solved, so there's nothing to worry about. The only time I get upset is when the people I'm talking too complain about how they haven't had enough time to check their ad. They feel rushed, and it's actually all their fault. They wait until the last minute to purchase their ads, and then they get whiny when we press them. The truith is, the deadline was on the 22nd of March. Now, I know the secret print date, but these people... well, you get the idea. Suffice to say, I'm quite happy with the one or two people who say they'll sue me or won't pay or something. That's not my area, and I don't have to worry about that at all. So, I don't.

The Dongle Did Me In...

They are akin to shoelaces. Have you ever gotten home from a store in the old days with a new pair of shoes, and then when you went to put them on, there weren't any shoelaces? It's like that... Brand new super-spiffy graphics card that would have let me try Oblivion 5 days after I bought it, but NO, I needed a DONGLE!

Would you like a business card?

So, it's time to make a go of it. Sure, I keep saying that, but I'm really trying to get this thing called artist happening. Problem is, I don't have a muse, persay. And I can't ask my friends to keep me propped up. They have their lives, and they do the stuff that they want. And that's what it's supposeed to be like. That's what's really supposed to happen. Meanwhile I'm still here, trying to figure out if what I'm doing is for me, or for other people. Guess the meds aren't working as well as I'd thought when real dissapointment comes creeping up. But the point is, I've got to get this freaking artist thing going. I've been given many very nice comments, and I may actually have made a sale from Sakura Con 2006. Though they haven't purchased anything yet. And of course I have to remember that Japanese people don't want photos of Japan so much. Still, I guess it's good to be home, it was good a couple days ago, and it may be good again sometime next week. So, who's complaining? Not me. Not actually...