there are times when I don't know how long I can keep up what is essentially working two jobs. MITRE brings in the money, but I *have* to do art to stay sane/happy/fulfilled. no end to it in sight, either. theoretically when we move to seattle late this year, but that's dependent on so many things happening between now and then, most of which are out of my control.
ok, have started doing work. got something working, which is good. but damn is it hard to concentrate. yes, I did take my drugs. *sigh*
hmm. maybe it is lunchtime.