~The_Mike

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I've squandered a lotta momentum fighting off my personal demons, but someone got me on the right track. I'm finally drawing again, though I'm drawing for me, this time. The guilt and stigma for doing work for others is still too deep. I've gotta create a new relationship with my art. Jump on over to Twitter if you've got it.

And Kel, if you're out there, gimme a shout. I'm sending you a refund, and I want to know what that gun type was for your pic. Your notes disappeared from my box when you downed your account.

I've proven too unreliable, for now. I'm going to be issuing refunds as the money comes to me, and will finish the due work on top of that.

After that, for a while, I'm just gonna... practice.

A lot.

I forgot my pad on the roof of the car and drove clean up the interstate.

... so. My already flagging personal time just took a plunge.

One idiot who doesn't pay attention met the other idiot who jaywalks in front of heavy equipment.

Unfortunately, the two idiots in question both work in my section. The one who got his foot literally crushed was our better order selector.

It's back to working 'til dawn, and the order numbers keep going up. I should've found it in me to make a living out of the art while I could.

No, really. Fuck you guys, and your Stupid Red Flag.

New desk is working out perfectly. I no longer have my arms go completely numb after five minutes of settling in, and there's even enough space for me to stabilize my arm while I use the tablet. Things are getting DONE. Time to finish the three due commissions, and then I'm back into the fray.

Tell work to stop running me the fuck over.

You know you've been strung out forever, when...

Calming down ends with you throwing up a lot.

Also my beard's salt-and-peppered now, after just a few months.

Wtf.

Anyway, I'm... calm, now, for the first time in a while. Let's see if I can't finish what's owed and get the train rolling.

Haven't gotten my tablet fixed and set up yet, but my scanner should be set back up soon, so maybe I'll be able to upload this pad I've been filling with doodles. Got some owed work as well, so that'll be nice to put on display so folks know I'm not an utter shill.

In lieu of punching out owed commissions, I've been doodling on the sides... particularly at work on break, where I can't really access my better resources. I have abstained from posting'em however, because of guilt in regards to that still-unfinished commission work.

If you folks wanna see'em now, I'll go ahead and post those doodles. If you'd rather see me get the owed stuff up first, then say the word.

Back in my hometown, in a stable shelter, with stable internet. For now. Gonna smash out the rest of my commissions while I can use streams to force me to focus, and work myself to death in the warehouse on the side. Hopefully things improve, from there.

Fourth way they managed to do it. They have, yet again, flooded our fucking apartment. This time, it was twofold: They left the water on in a sink upstairs to test the water, and the drain was clogged. So they flooded the above apartment, and it ran into our kitchen by proxy. They were still around when the shit started, so I got to yelling and that got fixed. They were in the process of connecting a new septic system. They disconnected the drain pipe for our washing machine, didn't reconnect it to anything, left for the day, and didn't tell us shit.

So hours after the first incident, I found our laundry shed completely flooded as well, when I went to change out the clothes.

Three days off... let's see what the Muses have in line for me. , sorry for the wait. Progress updates are imminent.