Saying “lost the mission” would be an understatement.

Took a 9 to 5 government job (with a union). Moved back to Corvallis (land of tasty food). Settling into a new basement apartment (haven’t see the Corvallis Basement Spiders yet).

Was also deathly ill. Vomitted blood. story for another time.

Finally starting to feel less chaotic.

But I’ve been playing a ton of Left4Dead (with only escalation in sight).

Very close to being broke (like 8-bucks-in-checking-account broke). But supposedly getting first paycheck this week. should be back to freewheeling by the end of next month (when next paycheck arrives). several debts to attend to. weee.

I feel very close to being a simple friendly old man. it is weird.

but the comic books and art explorations WILL CONTINUE NEVERTHELESSSSSSSS. sometime. soonish.


just finished watching Ridley Scott’s “A Good Year”. i thought it was very charming and delightful. i’m not sure it worked as a “romcom” proper. but. it did warm the cockels of my small black heart.

and here it is almost 430am. It appears almost certain i’ll be taking a proper job in the next week, and the change in schedule will be extraordinary. This the new thing I’ve found to be nervous about. Next I expect i’ll manage to be nervous concerning the quality of my work, and worry that no one will tell me to my face how aweful it all is. But hopefully that will be a brief phase of neurosis, and all will transition to wine and roses once it becomes clear this isn’t another small business boiler situation. hopefully. Continue reading “Checkup”