The past week has found me completely and utterly overwhelmed with life.
That whole winning Ri-Ettes Team Captain thing? STRESSFUL AS ALL HELL.
Thinking of classes to teach at the upcoming March RADness camp that LADD is hosting? MAKES MY BRAIN SQUIRM.
Doing a constant barrage of derby-related artwork? MY EYES WANT TO ASPLODE IN THEIR SOCKETS.
Worrying about where the next day job is coming from so that I can continue to pay for health insurance? HOLY FUCK MY SOUL HAS DIED, LEAVING ME AS AN EMPTY SHELL OF A HUMAN BEING.
Every little thing is pissing me off as well as the big things in life. From the way the DH continues to chew his goddam chewing gum 24/7 to the endlessly stupid facebook updates from people who can't seem to leave MySpace behind(no, really, I don't give a flying fuck about who your "celebrity doppleganger" is. Or that you're looking forward to watching "Lost". Your bra color? DON'T CARE. You love your sister/brother/mom? Charming. Your status updates don't need to reflect that unless they just died). I'm hating on the outdoor cats, the indoor cat, the way I drive, how much I'm eating, and what's on tv.
The things I'm reading on some of the online groups I'm on makes me want to take a gallon of gasoline and a match to myself in frustration. My main response is, "WHO CARES?!" to most of the middling issues brought up.
Usually exercise is my main way of blowing off steam, but it's not working. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
So, in an attempt to unload some frustration, you can look at what I've been up to lately art-wise.
See this? Ignore the background color, as it'll change. This logo is for the upcoming Battle on the Bank III in San Diego. I have more stuff to do to the background, but the girls themselves are pretty much done.
Here is a rough sketch I'm doing for the next GirlsDrawinGirls book about desserts. My dessert is angel food cake.
For all our sakes, I hope my life and mood improves. I need it.