November 14, 2003
Buffer Update, Rhymes with "Great"entry,
Well, the buffer is not much healthier today than it was on Sunday. It stands at eight, which is one better than seven, but you have to use a pretty liberal definition of "better." That it rhymes with "great" is just hollow mockery. I've been treading water all week.
It beats drowning, which is what I feel like doing. Or rather, that's what I feel like is being done to me. I'm at turns overwhelmed, angry, depressed, and exhausted, praying for the Thanksgiving holiday to come and grant me some respite from the grind which has me (I've decided) all ground up.
Ground up, drowned, whichever metaphor you pick (no... wait... I get to pick, and I choose BOTH) I need to snap out of it. No, I'm not asking for a batch of Positive Mental Attitude emails. Those just make me angry (like the guy who says "Smile! It can't be THAT bad," unknowingly inviting me to poke him in the eye with a moving car.) And I'm not asking for money, either. That just makes me feel guilty. Mostly what I want is more TIME.
I've got a couple of weeks' worth of scripts stacked up ready for pencil and ink, so it's obvious that I'm not hurting for ideas. I just need more time to execute on them. I did manage to add a footnote to one of this week's strips last night... it's about time I did more footnotes.
On the bright side, I've been watching the 2nd season of CSI on DVD, and my dark mood has made the show seem downright cheery. It's uplifting, even. Of course it HAS been chewing into my time a little bit, so there's a downside.
There's always a downside. TANSTAAFL, baby.