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Post-Bar blues
Feb. 29th, 2004 10:46 amI *still* cannot believe the bar is over.
My body has gone into full shock, apparently...I feel more exhausted now than I did after the 3-day bicycle stage race I did last summer. And it is certainly not thrilled with all the caffene I was taking to keep me wired for the test, nooooooooo way. I can't even walk up hills without being dizzy...it's like a tremendous hangover. Bleagh!!!!!
If I didn't pass, I think I'll go drown myself in the duckpond. Ah well, we'll know in May. Time to get on with my life. Which means getting a job...aak!
So...projects and art stuff...I'm working on a furry comic that will be about 10 pages long. It is yiffy, but I think it's cute, and more importantly it's almost all penciled, so that means I will *finish* it...woohoo!
For writing, I'm going to try and do something for the Gathering contest, even though I have already missed the deadline...Auntie Ellen lit a fire under my tail about it, and the plotbunnies got going, so the story is now in my head, it just needs to be written. More Demona-tragedy, *not* yiffy this time (awwwwww) but I'll mention it when it is finished...I won't upload it at GFW until I know the Gathering contest isn't going to make an exception for me. (I'll just tell them this sob story about having to study for the bar...;) Optimistically, it will be roughed by tuesday.
So yeah, it looks like I'm not quite dead. The rock just rolled down the hill; I get a couple of moments to breathe before I have to go down and start pushing it back up again. Ah, the moment of freedom...gotta love it.
My body has gone into full shock, apparently...I feel more exhausted now than I did after the 3-day bicycle stage race I did last summer. And it is certainly not thrilled with all the caffene I was taking to keep me wired for the test, nooooooooo way. I can't even walk up hills without being dizzy...it's like a tremendous hangover. Bleagh!!!!!
If I didn't pass, I think I'll go drown myself in the duckpond. Ah well, we'll know in May. Time to get on with my life. Which means getting a job...aak!
So...projects and art stuff...I'm working on a furry comic that will be about 10 pages long. It is yiffy, but I think it's cute, and more importantly it's almost all penciled, so that means I will *finish* it...woohoo!
For writing, I'm going to try and do something for the Gathering contest, even though I have already missed the deadline...Auntie Ellen lit a fire under my tail about it, and the plotbunnies got going, so the story is now in my head, it just needs to be written. More Demona-tragedy, *not* yiffy this time (awwwwww) but I'll mention it when it is finished...I won't upload it at GFW until I know the Gathering contest isn't going to make an exception for me. (I'll just tell them this sob story about having to study for the bar...;) Optimistically, it will be roughed by tuesday.
So yeah, it looks like I'm not quite dead. The rock just rolled down the hill; I get a couple of moments to breathe before I have to go down and start pushing it back up again. Ah, the moment of freedom...gotta love it.
