February 23rd, 2002

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Quick Synopsis.

Woke up with bad backache; gotta go to work and stand around anyway. Comic strips and related projects demand attention, only to be told, "Gotta go to work or won't make the rent." Body and spirit getting pissed off at mind, threatening revolt.

More details later. Film at eleven.

-The Gneech
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Entropy Day

Okay ... today everything went goofy at work. Whoever worked last night and this morning didn't make frappuccino base, didn't make whipped cream, didn't make mocha, didn't wash the dishes, didn't restock anything, and the mocha pump broke, the cash registers all went wonky, etc. ... so we all had to run around compensating for that while dealing with a nonstop stream of customers. The store is really starting to get busy now.

I got my first paycheck today. Woohoo! :) First one since May of last year. It has one digit less than most of my paychecks from last year did, too. Le sigh. But it's better than the big piles of nothing I've been collecting lately!

Anyway, this evening, I got home and got more drawing done sitting in the living room watching the Olympics, than I did all day Friday. Go fig. Still wasn't the "everything for next week" I wanted to have done by tonight, but it was at least everything for Monday, so NN and SJ will both go up. :)

For some reason, I find myself randomly wondering tonight what Danny Clark, Greg Ligon, and Donnie Gray are up to these days.

Oh well, that's all for now. Catcha later!

-The Gneech
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