More goings on.....

Thursday---

I wake up to the wife demanding that we travel somewhere and enjoy the nice sunny day. We opt to head to Midland for our "comics/pondo" run. We get there and I score BITE CLUB #1 and MOON KIGHT #1. Both really decent written and pencilled comics. The wife spends way more than me, picking up some simpsons comics and tradebooks. I am thouroughly convinced that I have her hooked on collecting her favorite comic book series! That is a great thing.

We head to pondo and back home in time for me to get to work. Its thursday, so I am once again thrown to the wolves and having to endure the longest work night of my life, doing about 50 ads and almost blowing my brains out in frustration. I get angry a few times cause of how much I percieve that I am busting ass, when we could easily have a couple more people on the night staff and everything could run so much more smoothly. Attitudes are crazy around the joint as some shit is going down between my bosses and fellow co-workers. It makes tensions high and a very stressful environment. I want out so badly I could scream.

Friday---

I wake up and dilly-dally around the house before going to Jon's and scoring a burger. I do some notes and sketching on Pleasant Life #1 before heading to work. Once again, its balls to the wall with constant mistakes being made and I have to fix it all before it goes to press. I hop between 4 different computers trying to send corrections, and my commercial job all at once. But as stressful as it should have been, I didn't get that mad. Even when jobs that should have taken 2 minutes took 4 hours, I kept my cool.

Secretly, I was "happy." Its times like those, that I feel somewhat useful. That I struggle hard and come through for the "team" that is MSPC Newspapers. I know no one will ever take notice, give me a congratulatory pat on the ass, or even a decent raise. But I pride myself once again for feeling "useful" at my workplace. I decide to start writing notes to my main boss of my friday struggles to see how things can be improved. I also take the time to clean up the CD area and organize them. I leave the job at 5am, satisfied that I did a job well done.

I get home and pencill the first new page of Pleasant Life #1. Its a scene of TED running after a perpertrator at the casino. My ink flows great, I never erase a mistake and my layout is exactly as I pictured it in my head and via my thumbnail. My wife wakes up and is impressed. I go to bed happy for once.

Saturday----

Our phone is shut off due to not paying the bill and won't be on till monday. So, I sit home broke and bored to death. I watch several movies and pencil another page of PLEASANT LIFE. This time, a page of Amber and her new job (ala, the basis for the whole story... nuff said for now). Its coming along great and I stop for a while to veg out on the couch. Its a very lazy day for me and when the wife gets home, I go to sleep at 1am with her, watching family guy.

Sunday---

I wake up around 9am and go out to the couch to watch some MST3K. I pass out halfway through it. The wife wakes me up and goes to work. I go back to sleep, being woke up later by the cats. I sleep again only to be woke up by some kid knocking at my door wanting pledge money for his baseball camp.

Bored, I head to work to check my email. I then stop by the wife's work and never really get to see her much. I head home and watch KILL BILL Vol 2, the GODFATHER 1 on cable and am in the middle of part 2 when the wife gets home.

We head out and rent some movies. We get back home and chat about our future, a part 2 to our conversation on wednesday. She is stressed that her decisions will effect others. I assure her and we come up with a sensible plan and execution plan. We go back out for Taco Bell to make her feel better (the wife is a whore for taco bell. She would do ANYTHING for a choco taco and a chicken quesadilla). She passes out. I watch "WAITING.." and "SLEEPAWAY CAMP 1." Both were alright. I channel surf all day till I fall asleep around 7am.

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