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< Piro >

darkly cute...

"my apartment? what apartment?"

Saturday - March 17, 2001

[Piro] - 10:56:00 - [link here]

Last Saturday was pretty depressing. I was facing not only having to work that weekend, but i was well aware of the fact that i had to work late every night all week, and more than likely all of the following weekend. Knowing that my little world would consist of little more than my work area at the office every day for the next week or so was just downright depressing. Not horrifying, mind you (i like my job), but depressing because of what it would take away from all of the other things in my life.

Now don't get me wrong, I don't have a problem with working hard - a certain level of masochism is required to work in my profession. Actually, working an 8 hr day and then coming home to spend 6 hours drawing up and posting a comic is a pretty good indication that i am not necessarily a 'lazy' person. We've all had to do overtime, had to stay late to finish projects, time after school, etc. It can be a good feeling, actually - you feel like you are accomplishing something (if the reason for the overtime is to complete a task, not just more work on never-ending tasks) I suppose this is why you have to be careful about the tasks you 'add' to your so-called free time.

When i was fresh out of college, working till midnight for a whole week was no big deal at all. I had no girlfriend, i had no pressing activities, i had nothing to do, i had no life. It was a great excuse to wear casual duff to the office and kick around with the radio blaring Front 242 and Robyn Hitchcock tunes. As a matter of fact, i tended to enjoy working late.

These days it's different. I have a nice apartment (i seem to remember what it looks like), a girlfriend, a couple of deviant cats, a fairly successful webcomic, and plenty of little side projects that I am dying to work on. When i work overtime these days, it takes time away from them. With the exception of the cats, they are all understanding, but it is still depressing.

(y'know, i was thinking.... that's why employers like to hire younger folks. They can take advantage of all that extra energy you have that you haven't been able to focus on your own life yet. Kinda sad, really.)

I've been worried about MT. Everyone remembers last month - it was a tough one. I got emails from people stating that it must be nice having to only draw 2 comics a month. ^^;; Then I realize that i'd be holed up till the 20th with other projects... yea, i was worried. I know that 95% of all of you are understanding and supportive - and i appreciate that. But it doesn't change the fact that to ME i feel a certain responsibility to maintain a level of work here. It's a personal thing.

Well, it's Saturday morning again. I know i have to go into work today and tomorrow, in fact, i know that tomorrow night in particular is going to be a long evening. But the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel is visible. (and yes, it probably is a train heading towards me) Next week things get back to normal - and I am very much looking forward to it.

Oddly enough, Seraphim is scheduled to take the GRE on the 20th as well. So we are both under the gun until then. I was pretty happy with Friday's comic. It was going to be just another 'dead piro day' strip. When i started drawing, the idea for it fell into place. Largo and I knocked it around, and by the time my computer stopped crashing (i am so sick of this goddamn thing. It is flat-out going to die on me one of these days) Friday's comic was a real honest-to-goodness strip.

With luck, i can pull a strip off for Monday too. Thanks for being patient, thank you for all your emails (1500 and counting). I *really* need to get a 'fan support' section up and running... we'll see how next week goes.

< Dom >

Honou ga... omae wo yondeiru ze.' 'Nara, moetsukiro, isagi yoku na

"dom speaks..."

Wednesday - March 14, 2001

[Dom] - 16:07:00 - [link here]

It looks like today's my day, which is ironic, because it's also White Day over in Japan, and to most of you, the concept of me and love is alien. According to rumor, the only thing I cuddle up with at night is my good ol' Sig P230. Which is wrong, of course, since I don't own any guns--if I curled up with a weapon, it would probably be a nice, comfortable cavalry sabre, a double axe or something similar.

But that's neither here nor there. My purpose today is to talk about MetaMegaTokyo--try saying that ten times fast. I don't know how I got into this whole mess--I was talking to Largo on IRC one day, when he mentioned something about scripts and I felt a sock full of quarters hit the back of my head. When I came to, I found a red pen in my hand and some drunken scribbles in front of me. Not having anything better to do, I fixed 'em up--except episode 3, I confess that was a brain fart on my part--and the rest is history, I suppose.

I've kind of taken Piro's stance on this whole MegaTokyo phenomenon. "Who are all you, and how did Largo get you past the Turing test?" But I've had a harder time denying this whole deal, since I've managed to attract scary fangirls who want to chase me down, tie me up, and dress me in drag. I guess I'm kind of flattered, in a "My God, stay away from me" way... and also amused, since a girl Ed and I know decided that it was unfair that I got all the fangirls, and trained herself how to sparkle at him.

Anyway, the message boards call, so I'm off.

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