March 11th, 2004



My email has been down all morning! *glares around accusingly*

It's starting to put a crimp in my style, darn it. Well, at least it didn't happen tomorrow during my EMG day. I do have an appointment tomorrow with Dr DeRamus about desiging a logo for him. :) Need to sketch a little tonight. And darn it, I AM going to ask for enough money this time. For real.

I didn't work on EMG at all last night. Ain't I a slacker? (Don't answer that... I know I'm not) It was a beautiful evening, and while the sun was up, I went for a tromp in the woods and took pictures until my battery ran out. (It was chilly, wears on the batteries much more than picturing indoors) I shall attempt to post them this weekend. Then I drug the honey bucket out and dumped it and straightened up a little (very, very little), ate dinner with my sweetie, watched some TV, wrote the first paragraph of a story, and went to bed.

I'm such a chicken when it comes to forums and chatlists. I always post things and then think: that's dumb as rocks. Or possibly: oh gosh, someone could take that the wrong way and think I'm dissing them... Bleh. Shut up brain! Or I'll stab you with a pencil!

It's starting to irk me that my email still isn't working.

*is irked*

Oh wait, there's wombats today! *scuttles off*

More play-by-play of Ellen's life

Canvas print is neeeearly done. Big one, took a few false starts to get it going. Looks absosmutely stunning, though. I can't wait to get the truly wide-format printer. At least 36". Maybe even the 48".

*taps foot*

Bored... have packed up all my projects and am ready to head home pending that last printer wheeze.

I worked on my 'How to Make Everything' article for Epitome, and it's coming along nicely. Too long, again, I think I broke 2000 words today and still have bookmarks, printing tips and some other bits to add. I don't know how anyone even made it through three pages of the last thing. It kind of boggles and baffles me that no one has commented on it (at the site). Not that any of the articles are getting comments; I saw two on the whole site when I checked yesterday. It would be nice to get feedback... maybe some discussion.

When did I become an article writer? Am I an article writer? Or am I just some sucker who can't resist a plea for material? (Though I seem to be doing a fine job resisting that one 'zine's plea... what were they called? I lost interest when I realized they were charging visitors... but not paying writers. One or the other, you can't play both sides of the fence like that. Not with my work, anyway.)

La la la...

The last inch is the worst.

Really, really, really want to get Brandy and Julsey's giftbox mailed tomorrow so Ciri can share in the fun. When are you going to be there? I have chocolate party envy in a serious way.

It's done! I'm gone!