I began today thinking: “You find yourself at the bottom of a steep cliff in the Peter Griffin death pose. How do you proceed?”
Basically I’ve been several flavours of ill over the last few days, from vertigo to migraines to sinus congestion to a misadventure with trying to eat healthy after two weeks of eating convention garbage that resulted in gastrointestinal rage to… I don’t know. I’ve just been sick. Last night I almost felt like I was on the mend, but then night came, everything got worse, I didn’t sleep, and decided that rather than power through as I usually do, that I would just take the day, recover, and try again tomorrow. Once more, with feeling. As you do. As I often don’t. Hopefully tomorrow is better.
While floorbound, I did manage to work on some drawing, and tonight I had enough of a brain to succeed in writing what is probably long-winded trash (but trash can be transmuted into sense through the magic of editing!). Otherwise I haven’t been able to do much of anything but absorb books and music and stories on my screens.
One of the things we’re watching is Trigun: Stargaze on Saturdays – I am regrettably deeply disappointed with it compared to Stampede, and I might have gotten a little actually mad about it this last weekend. There may have been a small rant. Essentially the writers this time around are poor at planning and organizing, don’t seem to understand the concept of emotional pay-off, and just seem to be utter cowards about dishing out any kind of consequences for anyone. It’s got me wondering what in the world they’ve been thinking because this season is just… not very good. It’s like the fix-it fix AU version of the story that I certainly wasn’t looking for.
But on the other hand, because Trigun is a weekly release and I will see it to the end, we’re also watching an anime that friend Hanna recommended since we have access to Crunchyroll anyway. Dandadan has a dumb name, a ridiculous premise, and reminds me of an older anime, Bleach, but done well, and with a little bit of Invader Zim but on speed (that might be purely because I want to see Okarun trapped in a room with Dib – I’m not sure if they’d get along or kill one another, but it would all be passionately over aliens, at any rate). I’ve rarely laughed as hard, and I commend it’s commitment to whatever bit it rolls with. Stupid can work if you’re brave enough!
So in media consumption, there’s been good and bad. We have balance!
In my head, we possibly also have balance. For the first time in years, I’ve been wanting to draw furries again, and my work on my human cast of characters over the last few years has quietly led to me levelling up my skills on critters. Behold: Heinrich’s furry design is complete! And I’m a little in love with it.
Now I just need to save up my dollars so I can beg and plead with other furry artists to draw him. And I’m considering exploring giving some of the rest of the cast furry personas? It could be fun!
At any rate, time will tell if I even have time for that. There’s always too much to do and not enough hours in the day to carry it all out, after all.
With that: bed time. I need a good sleep and to succeed tomorrow. Pray for Mojo.