Well. A tiring day, but a good one.
Spent much of the workday on little things, setting up various software environments and helping people with small problems. A good way to spend eight hours, really.
Then I came home and began preparing for the
Then I worked a bit on character designs for my upcoming online comic. I’ve established hairstyles for all four characters, so now “all” I need to do is draw all of them from the front, the side, and
Then I helped Saalon troubleshoot his blog. It still doesn’t work, but now I’ve downloaded all his data and will be converting it to plain text so we can create a fresh blog and
All this activity helped pull me out of the funk I’ve been in for the past couple of days. It’s been minor, but persistent, and probably a combination of the steady rain driven here by Hurricane Wilma and a sudden phone call from Bank of America about my Visa card, on which I owe quite a bit of money. I have a handle on it, but it still had me depressed.
Interesting, isn’t it, how I was pulled out of my depression by concrete projects with firm deadlines? Work isn’t such a bad word after all….