I can't decide what it is. It's probably some personal failing that I need to discover and extricate, but at the moment I can only blame my intertia on the nature of my dayjob.
My job is fairly boring and uneventful. Which is fine, it's what I wanted. A job with flexibility where I could do my theatre stuff while sitting at a nice desk with a computer and occasionally print a check or something. But I come here fairly often with plans to do productive things like mail out headshots, compile lists of agents, etc and end up just sitting and surfing the internet. Or e-mailing. And occasionally doing something work related until I force myself out of my chair to go work out.
All of that is kind of an exaggeration but not really. When I make lists, I tend to be better at accomplishing things, but then there's making the list.
I can't help but think that when I was at busy jobs, I still managed to find time to send out my headshots and coverletters, hunt through the theatre adds and any number of highly productive things. Is it because I was busy? I tend to think so. When I say to myself "this is the ONLY time I will be able to accomplish task A," I get it done. When I have all damn day I just sit here and nothing happens.
It's pissing me off and I need to figure out a way to correct this situation.
I want to just lay it all out. I've had this great pressure building up inside of me, and I can't take the guilt anymore...or someone RATTED me out. STOP SNITCHIN'.
No, but really, it was I who ate your bold and spicy chex mix. I was so hungry when everyone pulled up, and the idea of some bold and spicy rye chips became more of an obsession than a quest to feed my face. I just wanted to tell you that I snacked on the way home and the following monday at the office. So...I owe you a bag of bold and spicy chex mix, and an apology.
I know this movie is going to be really really really bad. I mean it looks like crap, the cast is bad, the ads look ridiculous, the costumes look ridiculous (which is saying a lot for a comic book movie.) There appears to be absolutely NOTHING redeeming about Fantastic Four. Yet...
i also illustrated some chris x stories earlier this week for this book of "overheard" conversations that atomic books is putting out, and did a 2 page comic for the spx book. i'll post the spx comic later when it runs as a regular strip, but the overheards are here: