have you seen me lately

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…fuck, where’ve i been?

Just busy, i reckon.

Still working 48 hours most weeks. It never ends.

I started a flood of commissions sometime in April and now it’s August and i am still not even close to being done. There’s always more. And my current customer is a bipolar weirdo who has real trouble communicating in english. But it’s worth it, every time i transfer three or four hundred extra bucks from Paypal to my bank account.

At work, i’m still waiting to see if Muna is coming back.

Dahir was replaced by an uptight white kid named Wadham. Or Hamwad, as i call him. He was pretty unbearable for that first week, but he’s learning to mellow out a bit. He’s kind of a biblethumper, though. Doesn’t care much for teh gays. Doesn’t like the Japanese because of, you know, Pearl Harbor. I think it’s a bit funny, because he’s the type of person that Dahir would really dislike. See, Dahir? If you don’t value what you have, they’ll take it back and give it to the white boy.

Arrrrgh.

Time is still going too fast. How is it August already?

We’ve lived here for 8 months. How in the hell.

Oh!

There’s one exciting thing in the works. If all goes as planned, sometime in October i will actually take a week off, fly up to Virginia, and hang with John for 3-4 days. You have no idea how momentous this is, because the last time i took a real vacation was in 2003, when i flew up to Connecticut to meet Helena and see the Radio Heads in concert.

And fuck, i need a break. I really do. I haven’t missed a single day of work since 2011. I’ve just been working… drawing… driving… working… drawing… driving… for the last five years. Just grinding away. It never ends. I have to escape for just a few days.

John mentioned maybe visting the Smithsonian? Or some massive thrill ride park called King’s Dominion? I have not much experience with thrill rides. Might vomit.

Crap. I need to call my boss very soon to see if my vacation request has been officially processed. It had better be. Even Gomez got his week off. I just know that when i call the boss, the response will be “what? Wait… hold on… uhhh… uhhh… okay, i haven’t had time to look at that yet, i’ll get back to you, or hey, call me in a few months…”

God, that would be so weird to see John again in person. I bet we’ve both changed a lot since 2003.

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Gaah, why is OD so slow these days?

Like everyone else, i’m waiting to see if Prosebox will be able to import entries. If that ever happens, i might migrate as well.