Wish that days were different lengths; I just want to curl up and sleep every eight or so hours.
New method of card printing kicks ass. Probably about 500% better quality, and so much easier than my full-page printing that it makes me want to cry over the time I've wasted on the crappy-ass cards I was producing. Must have sale on in-stock said crappy-ass cards. Price on new cards may go up slightly, but probably only on the 10-packs, and probably only back to their original price of $15. Quality is not only better, but seriously, markedly, incredibly better. I plan to stop at OfficeMax on my way home and buy *all* the stock they have. Or tomorrow, if I haven't got the energy.
I have the first ever Volume 1 of Wish3 in my hot little hands! Liking the cover very, very, very much, moderately okay with the pages quality. It's halftone photocopying (only way to be affordable) and there's some toner noise I don't like. I'll also have to see if I can't get a brighter paper stock for the limited edition. Becca flipped through it and said she thought it was an incredible deal for $8, so hopefully everyone else will, too. Maaaay raise the prices a buck on all the open editions; it's tight getting Syl $1 a copy at these prices. And she ought to get that at least, imho.
I have bled onto this first volume, thanks to wrestling staples (I left vol 2 & 3 to be staple bound by DateLine), so you can safely say that the print volumes of Wish3 were christened with blood.
New drive kicks ass, feeling moderately happy with my general accomplishments, was very happy that the copier munching on my originals was gentle in its munching, have ink, hopefully tomorrow night I can finish up covers and production stuff and friday get Wish3 out. Probably will send an email to those who have ordered saying Saturday mail-out, seeing as something *always* goes wrong and I stink at estimating the time things will take.
And here I am babbling. Dinner's about ready, my bloodsugar's seriously spiked thanks to a second coke (bad, bad, bad Ellen) and I gotta wrap up for the night.
Take care of yourselves, all!
