I'm tired. My house was a zoo yesterday, an absolute zoo. Gonna be that way off and on for a few days, I imagine.
Have a website to do. Paying work, actual paying work for the first time in, well, a long fucking time. So why can't I get crackin' on it? I have a feeling that beyond my own site (which hasn't been updated in over a year now) and one I'm going to do for dravengodvamp, I'm not going to be doing any more websites. Pretty much dumping the whole "freelance graphic" thing, too. Frankly, I just don't care anymore, the hassle isn't worth the pittance it makes me...when it even makes that. I'm not kidding anyone; I have some skills with Photoshop, and I've done a few things for a few people. This does not make me a graphic artist, and it certainly does not make me a professional. I think I'll just be a "consultant."
I swear, my motivation to do ANYTHING is at an all-time low. Sadly, people wanting something of me is at an all-time high. Bad combo. All I want to do is go into a complete blackout, a place where I don't feel, and I don't think, and time passes without me, and no one expects a damn thing from me. I know that place doesn't exist, and it's not going to happen, and that's just the breaks. Doesn't mean it's not attractive.