FRIDAY---
I work a 12-5 at the McJob and then a 5-4am at the newspaper job. I manage to squeeze in some page art on Pleasant Life #2. Its coming along so great that I think everyone will love this new stuff. Its by far my best. I'm blowing everything and everyone out of the water with this one. Quite possibly the best cliffhanger ever done in the history of comics. Bet on it.
SATURDAY---
In anticipation for me buying my own IPOD hopefully next week, I agreed to pick up a 1-10pm shift at McDonalds. I work with the nightcrew, the kookiest group you can imagine. Insane bunch! But I get out and the wife and I spend time together and she passes out. I stay up late and do some more drawing and pass out as well.
SUNDAY---
the wife wakes up at 6am and heads to Cedar Point with some friends. I gave her our last $20 for the week so she can have some spending cash. I stay home and pencil 4 new pages and ink 2 others. All on Pleasant Life #2. I also start a pinup for my man, Ryan. Hopefully I can get that puppy done.
I spend all day by myself which I kinda like. Its quiet, no hassles. Not that the wife is a hassle at all, but I feel like I can cry at a movie if I am alone. For example, I watched CURB YOUR ENTHUSIASM (all of) Season 5. Almost cried at the end. But I watched STAR TREK: NEMESIS, and cried. Like a pussy. But oh well. At least I am in touch with not only my penis, but my manly emotions as well. And fuck you naysayers that say NEMESIS was a shitty sequal. Seriously, fuck you. It is a great movie. Eat it. Not everything can be Wrath of Khan okay??
I also watch the commentary on DOGMA and DAWN OF THE DEAD. Then I watch the William Shatner roast. No porno watching for me today. ITs all business. I pass out around 4am after the wife gets home, sore and chaffed from all the rides and walking.
MONDAY----
We get $50 from Dean for the comix. But our bank won't give it to us cause thier account machines are froze, so we ended up not going out of town to spend time together. To top it off, we think our college refund check is coming and they are dicking us around on the forms again. So, we had to resend ANOTHER set of W2's.... Meaning that we are not going to have our cash for this weekend, and I am not getting my IPOd. Seriosuly, the wife is very very very upset. Upset aint the word really.
Then I take a nap while she vegges out to TV. Wake up at 7pm and we clean the house, HARDCORE! Took out 9 boxes of stuff we sorted out and are tossing away, 5 garbage bags, a TV, some chairs, etc. Minimizing for our move in 6-8 months. Our place looks kinda barren. Its great.
Then I call my parents and my dad makes an off hand remark that leads me to think that he thinks I am on drugs or something. It pisses me off so I call back to clarify that I am not, would not be on drugs... EVER! We are just bad with money and eat alot of fast food.
So, after a day of roller coaster emotional ups and downs, the wife passes out and I stay up till (no lie) 7am, playing DRAGON QUEST 8. I'm almost done with it. Only been playing it what, 9 months now? well, at one day a month, 5-8 hours at a time, its been rough going. I'm about at the end of the game, so good deal. Soon, I will be victor.
Can't we just bulldoze this all down and make it a nice flower filled field? You got it... you got it...
T
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