Thursday...

Inbox Very Large and Very Scary. Almost to 100. *fear* Much to do.

Worked until 9 last night, watched northern lights for a while and then had a hot dog and went to bed. Picked up new headlights this morning on my way into town, really need to install them today. Gwen (the subaru) needs a bit of work; her tires need air, one headlight is out, there's a big chip I want to fix before it cracks, she needs an oil change and an alignment. I also need to make an eye appointment. I'm always so chicken about going in to see Dr DeRamus, certain I'm going to need more surgery. Laser surgery may be the wave of the future, but it gives me a headache like nobody's business. But I need new glasses, and it's important to have that poor abused retina checked out regularly, so I'm going to call now...

Appointment made, March 12 at 9 AM. (Earliest opening...)

Will be working late again tonight. Finished the inking article and sent it off, still need to compile prismacolor burnishing article illos. They publish tonight, so I've got zeeeero time. Stupid work! Still hate the cover... *grumble*

Waded through a handful of art submissions, mostly eliminating the ones I knew I couldn't use. Nothing so glaringly inappropriate as the motorcycle sketches I got last year. (That still puzzles me...)

I have minitacos and sour cream. :) Life's not so bad...

EDIT: Hey! Does anyone know how to make a form post to two different email addresses? Is it possible? I'll go research myself, but figured I'd do a callout and see if anyone already knew...

Can I go home yet?

*yawnstretch*

I have after-lunch blahs.

And I don't want to work. I want to take a bath... a bubble bath! With candles and foam and soft music and a trashy romance book.

But, I have no bathtub, and will probably be working very, very late tonight.

At least they feed me dinner. And my overtime check will be phat.

Crudmonkeys... forgot to include a check for Jennie. rargh. Stupid blonde roots.

Did get my paycheck deposited. Did buy headlights for Gwen. Getting hungry.

Will not use complete sentences! Complete sentences for weenies.

*dies*

It's been a helluva day.

And I still have several hours of work ahead of me.

Squeaked the burnishing article out, and re-did all the illustrations for the inking article because I'm a MORON and made them too big the first time. Photoshop was crashy.

Work is making me grumpy, but I'm staying on top of stuff and there's chinese food on the way.

*panics*

I am such an amateur.

Every time something of mine goes up into the public eyes, I have a moment... sometimes a moment and a half... of complete panic. I'm sure someone's going to find something glaring and basic wrong with whatever is up for judgement and I'll feel like an idiot once I realize it.

Disconnect time... going to go sketch me up an archetypical male.