Lemme see if I have this straight: I have to have my renders done by tomorrow, but can't render them today. Any time I have a render started I'm told to cancel them, yet am being yelled at that so many aren't finished yet. Apparently these files take priority over all other work, but other work is being done first.

...what?

I finally got excepted for a real credit card, not this stupid $300 limit one I've been dragging around. Huzzah!

This means I must have some sort of decent credit rating, right?

I hate when people tell me to "question everything! Don't assume! Drag me over for everything!". I do, but then I guess I start asking too many questions I get the feeling they're pissed off. But they told me to ask! LG doesn't line up, should it? This render is ugly, how can I make it better? Is this graphic named properly? Both experts are saying different things, what should I do now?

If I don't know I have to ask! AAARGH! This stuff can't just be guessed at!

I'm kind of on-the-fence about my job. I like it, but at the same time I can't stand some of the work. I tell people there's a problem and all I get is "it should work!". I work really hard on a project only to get taken off and put on review stuff where I redo stuff other people screwed up because it "uses my skills better".

Oh, and did I mention that our computer have 8 gigs of ram and STILL manage to crash twice a day?

I know this happens in all jobs, but it's art. It's supposed to be fun. I enjoy it. I'd be fine if I was doing office things and paperwork and whatever. But when you sit down at your station and open your fun 3d programs only to fidget for hours with tiny bolts because they got moved out of place and aren't rendering properly anymore, it ruins the experience. Definitely not fun anymore.

*nudge nudge nudge nudge*... *crash*... *sob*

Question for my f-list:
If you could go anywhere in the world (someplace affordable), where would you go?

In order to deal with my new obsession with MGS fandom, I've made myself some emote profile pics. if I could figure out how to make a whole set I would.
99% of the art was done by love_pack
that is all

Stolen from glockgal.
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In the past couple days I've eaten donair pizza, waffles with whipped cream, a whole batch of rice pudding, and Chinese food. I really want to get in good shape this year but it's not going too well. ugh.

Last week of Janurary! It was 8 degrees today. I have so much hope for Spring.
*waits by the window for Spring to come*

I have finished my work early and am sitting at my desk blaring "This Must Be The Place" On my ipod. Oh, happy happy day!

Did I mention I am also dancing like I'm in a Tylenol commercial? :D


JOIN ME!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8guc4X8Vnlo

I think I might have found my perfect job. My love of design and hands-on work and print and secritarial-duties/paperwork can all be mashed together if I owned my own printhouse. Why work in someone else's when I could have one of my very own? And I live in a perfect area to do it in. So I think, maybe one day far from now when I have a lot of experience and money saved up, I might give it a try? Maybe? I'm not sure, but at the moment is sounds like a pretty ideal set-up. Run things myself, do the work I like, be able to set it up as I like (And spend my days buying supplies from the Staples catalogue! *heart*). I can find customers and do other such things I enjoy. Offer super services no one else has. And while print is something I am fairly familiar with, I also have years of customer service to back it, which I find most print houses lack. Designers get stuck behind their computers for too many years and seem to forget how to interact on a business/personal level. (I'm looking at YOU MinuteMan!)

Did I actually get a decent picture on my driver's license this morning? Oh, I think I did!
*proud*

I feel like I'm melting and forming into someone else. It's not terrible, but it's foreign. The things I feel and what interests me aren't the same and I'm starting to think I like it better this way. I'm more emotional and more mature. I'm ready for change and actually can't wait for some of it. I'm more honest with myself and others and it feels right. I don't have so many doubts about the things I want. There are plenty of bigger, scarier doubts but the things I want are so glaringly obvious to me now that I wish I has realized them 2 weeks ago when I could have put them into words and had them appreciated. Because I think that's the basis for all this; stupid realizations that you get long after they can be of any use. They don't go away and just slowly gnaw at you until you can't stand it and want to run screaming across the continent to let everyone know that you've been stupid and life finally makes sense to you.

<3

It's been quite a weekend. I think I've finally gotten everything under control after the break-in Saturday night. I still start crying from time-to-time but I think since we're getting somewhere with the insurance company I'm feeling much more positive. And I get to shop for a new laptop, which I wanted to do. Won't have any of my stuff to put on it but I'm getting over that fact.

Now I have to remember about 100 movies and 50 CD titles by the end of March. This is going to be a long next couple months. :P

more of these things.
START!
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It's about 10pm New Years Eve. I'm sort of reflecting on the year but it's all a blur and most of it is pretty vague. There were some pretty crazy changes: first year in my own place, started new career, bought a car, grew emotionally.

I'm just hoping all this change works out in the next year. The career keeps going smoothly, the apartment life is good to me, and obviously the continued good health of loved ones and so-on.

So, it's the end of another year ... With 2009 coming to an end; lets recap!
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You ever have those days where you can't remember more than 5 minutes back and everything seems to be disappearing when you need it and what you do have isn't what you need until you lose half of it?

yeah. I had one of those days.

Have you ever had one of those moments where your head and your heart tell you different things? I like to think my heart and happiness are more important, but when your adult logic is beating you over the head it's hard to ignore. Can I be an adult for a while and then go off to enjoy my emotional whims? I'll have earned it, right?

My Christmas shopping is a very simple routine. Starting in November, I start to pick up little things that I know would make good presents for family. Sometimes I find something awesome last minute so I can add the little things to it to make a super-gift. December is when I start looking for friend presents because that's when they're around and I can pick up little hints about what they like (or get them to pick stuff out). Last week before Christmas is when I pick out presents for those people who I didn't buy stuff for but showed up with stuff for me. Those "hey, I'm going to drop by on the weekend to give you your present." people who warn you with enough time so I don't feel like an ass when they just show up and I have nothing.

That's about it. I even have budgets made up for each person but I tend to be flexible and if one person didn't use all their budget it gets moved on to another person. :P