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Many people go out on a Saturday night to drink and converse with their friends. I'm currently doing this and drinking by myself. We all have our priorities.

Okay, Movie night, Friday...

My girl suggested Incredibles, but also mentioned Solo and Deadpool. Then, mentioned the Mr. Rogers documentary. My nerd brain is thinking Solo and Deadpool on the big screen, but I can do all in the home screen. If you've seen any of them, what would you suggest on big screen or home screen? Go.

Think, today, I found that sweet spot between that happiness of doing things I like and that sheer panic of blowing off things I really need to do. It could sway in the latter direction soon, so I guess I'm technically in that sweet spot of a regular night sleep or not sleeping at all.

I would post you all a photo for proof of life, but I'm not looking great at the moment. So here is what I'm working on, instead. Anyone that knows me, will know. I hope everyone is doing well.

Spent most of the night sketching and happy with the results so far.

Who's Christmas tree is this? I want to be friends.

Drunk dude on the bus has lost just about every D battery he's trying to put into his boom box. They have rolled everywhere and now he's trying desperately to stand and collect them. Why he's trying to do that now? I don't know. Why is he carrying around a giant boom box in the first place? I don't know. Did I travel back in time some time tonight? I don't know. I... just... I... don't know.

The whiskey is offsetting the what fuck am going to do before the end of the year nicely tonight.

It's 5:50 and the guy next to me is wasted. The 5 in the hour is not a typo. He couldn't even handle ordering food from this place that only serves sandwiches and chips. And his girlfriend keeps bumping into me while I'm sketching. I'm guessing she's about the same although seems to be handling public better. Again, it's not even 6 and there is nothing happening downtown. A sporting event I would get. Midnight I would get. This, go home. You're past your bed time.

Welp. It's snowing. In Seattle. On November 3rd. 2017 shenanigans still going strong.

Ummm... what?

me anywhere: ugh there are people here

Entered the elevator to head up to the office and joined our accounts manager. We exchanged greetings. Then I noticed he was carrying an empty apple box. I can only assume to carry out personal items as he clears out his desk. This sucks. Layoffs are hard in general, but, in my experience, being on the other side of it is worse. We aren’t friends, but working closely with someone for many months still forms a bond. He’s a really nice guy, always upbeat, despite the hell we went through dealing with a nightmare client. It was just sad to watch him carrying the container of his employment demise. The office is a ghost town; seeing and knowing he is one more ghost is just depressing. We at least took a couple shots at our nightmare client on the ride up before he departs.

I just spent several hours running down a Pinterest spiral of random fuckery ranging from memes to educational natural phenomena to inspirational art and wondering why it took me so long to find this magical world of visual pleasure. I found humour, education and an artistic skill that made me both ashamed of my own and inspired at the same time. I guess I always known it to be dumb pics about about boring recipes, but scraping the unconventional underbelly turned up things I enjoy. The art I found has me inspired. I'm kind of giddy right now and aspire to do more with mine. Anyway fuck you goodnight

One of the accounts guys came by with a client request and greeted me with an eye roll so hard I swear I could hear his internal screaming. I responded with an eye roll so hard many profanities fell out. I then relayed the request to my copywriter that rolled his eyes so hard a string of laughter/cursing fell out. I am so glad to be rid of these clients at the end of the month. I don’t think our eyes can handle any more rolling.

Proof of life. Just got home from celebrating a birthday slash job layoff for a friend of mine. I know, it sounds weird to celebrate someone losing their job. But, trust me, it's fine. Haven't posted in a while and I guess that's because I haven't had much to complain about and I guess that's because I'm, ugk, happy. Certainly feeling a reduce in my depression and generally better about life. Anyway, not going to ramble. I'll try to do more of that later.

The constant feeling you've fucked something up but can't figure out what it is.

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