4-2-12
Bots wakes me up at 6:40 and I get up and check my shit. I want to attempt more sleep on the couch but I also want to stay up and tough out the day with the wife as we wait for our check to possibly show up today. She gets home around 8:15 and I drift in and out of sleep till 10:30 on the couch. I get up then and grab the potatoes and flour out of the jeep and start making her favorite meal: Chicken Dumplings and Mashed Potatoes with biscuits. All carbs! Halfway through the making, I realize we have no eggs, so opt to press on instead of stopping and heading to the store to get some. Despite this, the dumplings turn out decent and I set the table. We watch some AVGN dvds while we eat. (I’m excited to learn that the AVGN film started shooting officially yesterday in California! We’re huge AVGN fans in our house!) The wife and I are tired and moody and spend all morning picking at each other and bots caught in the middle of it at times. He’s hyper and rambunctious as all hell. The wife heads to bed and proceeds to sleep till 5:30. I sit around playing with bots and get bored beyond belief. The mail comes and we get no check. I end up watching “Some Kind of Monster” on VH1 classics. Its been about nine years since I had seen it last. I am instantly engaged and think “maybe seeing a therapist can help me with my problems!” I mull on that all day.
The wife finally gets up around 6pm and I beg her to leave the house with me. I do a water change on the fish and decide to buy them a treat of brine shrimp as a THANK YOU for surviving! We pack up and head to Pet Smart where I get that, also another moss ball and two small Tetra fish. We get back home and I try to clean off the old moss ball and we do the proper procedures to get the new fish into the tank. Instantly, they adapt and seem fine. The other fish don’t bother them either. This raises my fish number back up to six, and two moss balls. They seem to enjoy the brine shrimp treat as well. They spend the rest of the night searching the floor and rocks looking for leftovers. Brian Maze calls and we chat for about twenty minutes. Then I attempt a nap on the couch. I’m feeling run down with zero energy. I get about 30-45 minutes before a text alert from Michelle wakes me up. She says they are coming down either Friday or Saturday now, to which I say is fine. Deciding I have been a lazy fat prick all day, I get up and see what the family is doing. The wife is playing restaurant city and trying to get the bots to calm down for bed. I go and check email and text Lee to see if Sabo is on for the night. Then grab a Red Bull, pump some metal into my head and start coloring on some Mars Attacks cards.
Sabo starts at 11pm and the wife heads to bed. I color about 5 cards and then pencil about 8 more. I don’t contribute much as I am heavy into working on cards and I got a nice rhythm going. I pass out around 2:30am.
4-3-12
I wake up at 9:30 with my back teeth floating and I rush up to pee the longest “Ogre in Revenge of the Nerds 2” type of pee. After confirming that the wife and kid are up and playing, I decide to lay back down to get some more shut-eye. Two minutes later, the doorbell rings and its Express mail dropping off our check!
We get ready and head to the bank to deposit it and mail off bills and packages through the Post Office. We hit up the used DVD shop where I decide to get bots a used ipod Touch so that he can use the learning apps and watch his videos on that, instead of using my ipad or our iphones all the time. He also gets a DVD box set, natch. We hit up Walmart and get stuff for the house to stock up on. TP, Diapers, the usual staples. I get a 4 pack of Hammer Horror Christopher Lee Dracula movies and I get Ted a 4 disc John Wayne collection. Aaaaaaaaaannnndddd bots gets two more Scooby Doo movies from the $5 bin. We opt for Logans for lunch where I eat a steak, a couple rolls and not much else. I still got Lee’s comment from the night before in my head where he compared me to the fat guy in Game of Thrones. (To his Credit, Lee did text me a question in the morning. Which is his way of “apologizing” to me. I reply of course. I’m not mad at him for it. Look, I get it. My mirror works. I know I am fat. For some reason it just got to me last night. But I am fully aware that I deserve every comment I get, if only to keep me aware and humble to the fact that I need to change. Just sometimes I am not in the mood to have it rubbed in my face especially when its my time to be with my friends and escape that for a few hours.) We get home and put the stuff away and I delete bots’ apps from my Ipad and supe up his Ipod touch. I get it all done and hand it over and he is VERY happy. I text with Dean and make plans to go art supply shopping with him when he’s done with his classes. The wife lays on the couch and I update the blog and check online shit.
JJ calls and we chat for a bit about the possibility of me going to San Diego Comic Con this year. Which I believe is a complete long shot! Then Topps emails me and wants one of my sample cards for a Mars Attacks April Fool’s Gag follow up they are doing. I select one of the few ones I have colored and scan it and mail it to them. The wife leaves to go shopping solo for jewelry and other such things. I wait around chatting with Shane online about his feelings about ADHD and if he has it or not.
I check the mail and I get a wrapped up blue package full of blank cards from Cult Stuff for the Titanic set and a couple other sets I am not sure they have announced yet. I email Liza there to get clarification on a few things, as I know the Titanic cards are needed like, yesterday! Dean arrives and we go solo to Grand Art Supply downtown where I stock up on two new Copics, 4 refills, 4 .005 Copic liners and new nibs. We joke back and forth on the way there and back. We get back and he heads out. Not wanting to rot my day away in the house, I get the wife to head back out with me. We hit heavy construction and 5:00 traffic and it takes us forever to get to the booze store. I grab some bottles to stock up for the coming weekend’s festivities and then declare to the wife that I want to booze up tonight as well. We hit Quiznos for a sub and soup and head home, stopping off at Walgreens for a couple quick things. She calls her parents and I check online shit and update blog. She naps on the couch for a couple hours as I take on bots duty and he passes out around 10pm. I play some Mike Tyson’s Punch Out and Ghosts and Goblins on Wii. For the first time, I get to Level two on G&G. Literally. Been playing that game all my life and I could never beat the first damn stage!
I wake up the wife and start boozing. We play Wii Fit and Wii bowling. I score surprisingly high on the fitness test (take THAT fat cells!) and do well in bowling. The wife starts hurting so we decide to watch Jackass 2 and the extras on the disc instead. I end up passing out around 1:20am.
4-4-12
I wake up at 7:30 having to piss like a motherfucker. I hear bots rattling around in his room and warn the wife. I lay back down but decide to get up and place an order with Amazon.com so that it would arrive before the weekend. I check email and net shit then leave early for work to put money in the bank and get breakfast. I work a 10-6 shift. My co-worker goes home early sick and so I am stuck there mostly alone. My feet hurt like hell when I get out. We grab dinner and I get home to check online stuff. I check out one of my childhood heroes (and the initial inspiration for me being an artist in the first place) Mark Kistler and his new site: 100pounds100cities.com. He’s on a mission to lose weight and he’s trying to gather a community of like-minded people. I send him a long email hoping I can help contribute and also be inspired by him once more to change my life. Only this time its not for being an artist, its to live! I then download the new Invincible and give it a read, then pencil some Titanic cards while at the coffeetable. I am feeling really tired around 9pm and am tempted by everyone else sleeping to call it a night and go to bed early. But I get inspired by music to stay up later and get caught up on work. I put the bots in his bed, say goodnight to the wife and start cracking. Before I know it, I have penciled and inked close to 25 Titanic cards! I start coloring and stop around 3am, getting about 10 of them completely done. I shoot off emails of progress to those involved and twitter for a bit before passing out around 3:20.
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