Oh, what the hell. I'll post something.

So I had my job interview yesterday, and they seemed to really like me. The only unfortunate part was I had to do math without a calculator, which, as you may know, makes my brain fall out. But I got everything right! How much does that rock? As Sarah from Labyrinth would say, "I think I'm getting smarter! It's a piece of cake!" FOOMP!

Shit. I'm stuck in an oubliette again. Well, now that I'm here, I guess I'll mention how freaked out I've been by my dreams. They've been so real lately. And for the most part, really unpleasant. Oh well. I think I'm just getting quite nervous about school starting and everything. I mean, at least when I was at York I was with a big group of stupid Americans who could all slowly figure things out together. Here I am a lone stupid American who hasn't really read anything about what I'm supposed to do. Oh well. I will survive.

I'm also feeling really uninspired with the comic. I've worked on it, but it's been like pulling teeth, mostly because I have NO IDEA how to write a comic. I looked at the script template on Dark Horse's website, but that's just industry standard stuff. There's nothing about pacing, or a good average percentage for narration (the first issue is turning out to be largely narration. I'm trying to cut down on it, but it's all important stuff. I don't know. I think it's a cool story, but in my hands I feel like it's going to suck. I am not a good writer. You know this. You read my live journal. I'm boring and not funny at all. Oh well. Enough whining. I'll work on it more before getting completely frusterated. But I swear. It's just not going to be that good. I guess it IS a draft.... Ugh. I need to stop worrying about so many things. I can feel my hair going grey.