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Donya's dad has been diagnosed with leukemia, and I know a lot of the people on my friends list know her, so please send wishes and prayers her way. She posted something in her journal about how it's likely to get angsty while this is going on, so she'll understand if people want to un-friend her and she can let them know when it's safe to come out of hiding again.
I'm not sure I know how to be supportive, because e-hugs just seem kind of trite in this kind of situation, but... I mean shit, who just goes 'sorry you have too much unpleasant stuff going on so tell me when that's over bye!'. If that's the case, it should be called a perennial viewer list or something.
Uhhh... yeah. That came out way more bitchy than I meant it to be, sorry Donya.
Err. *hugs*?
I have temporarily abandoned the internet (and house cleaning) to do work for a puppeteer friend. Real paid work, which is pretty cool, and she's paying me to draw, which is even cooler. The catch is it's temporary because I'm designing stuff for a specific show, she can't afford to hire me on a regular basis, and it's kind of distracting from a regular job hunt.
I really love doing it. I guess it makes it even more frustrating that I can't seem to get a permanant job doing what I like, and we desperately need for me to get a permanant job because we need the money, so I need to go back to looking for a demeaning day job once the bubble pops and this dream is over. To compound things, I got into a conversation with people at the puppeteer's studio about why I don't already have a job doing something artsy. No real solutions came out of that, mostly just guilt and frustration.
Ginny thinks I need to see a counselor.
While I won't deny I have some lovely little problems that I need help for, at the same time I'm not sure if I can make myself work productively with a therapist. I go dragged that route as a kid and got bitter about it. Probably part of what I need to undo about myself, but it makes for a really ugly starting block.
Yeah. I don't know. Off to the studio to draw for money for a little while longer.
I'm not sure I know how to be supportive, because e-hugs just seem kind of trite in this kind of situation, but... I mean shit, who just goes 'sorry you have too much unpleasant stuff going on so tell me when that's over bye!'. If that's the case, it should be called a perennial viewer list or something.
Uhhh... yeah. That came out way more bitchy than I meant it to be, sorry Donya.
Err. *hugs*?
I have temporarily abandoned the internet (and house cleaning) to do work for a puppeteer friend. Real paid work, which is pretty cool, and she's paying me to draw, which is even cooler. The catch is it's temporary because I'm designing stuff for a specific show, she can't afford to hire me on a regular basis, and it's kind of distracting from a regular job hunt.
I really love doing it. I guess it makes it even more frustrating that I can't seem to get a permanant job doing what I like, and we desperately need for me to get a permanant job because we need the money, so I need to go back to looking for a demeaning day job once the bubble pops and this dream is over. To compound things, I got into a conversation with people at the puppeteer's studio about why I don't already have a job doing something artsy. No real solutions came out of that, mostly just guilt and frustration.
Ginny thinks I need to see a counselor.
While I won't deny I have some lovely little problems that I need help for, at the same time I'm not sure if I can make myself work productively with a therapist. I go dragged that route as a kid and got bitter about it. Probably part of what I need to undo about myself, but it makes for a really ugly starting block.
Yeah. I don't know. Off to the studio to draw for money for a little while longer.
