I haven't updated my journal in about a year. Ouch. Been busy, what can I say?
Artwork has been a little slow to come recently. I only had one drawing class last quarter, and my only art class this quarter is for digital art (haven't produced much, though). In the meantime, I've been painting butts. There's really no reason for it other than butts are pretty awesome. And they're fun to paint. Not to mention I like using watercolors to create soft female forms. It's fortunate that my roommate doesn't mind; I've got my artwork up on the walls and even taped to the ceiling light. (We don't use it anyway; lamps and the window are the lights of choice.) Hopefully I will soon have the time and the patience to do some male butt paintings.
I've been missing working at the movie theater lately. Not just the people, but the way things were when I first started out there. I was just another high school kid trying to work hard and impress my GM, bubbly all the time, and an efficient worker. Replace bubbly with grumpy and that's where I was in December. Hopefully I can lighten up a bit when summer's here.
Speaking of jobs, I did some work back in January for an individual. Haven't received any payment in a little over a month, and I haven't heard from the person in a couple of weeks. I've been reluctant to send a nagging email, but it's not because of nervousness. Every time I try to write the message, it sounds bossy, rude, and insulting. Once I manage to convey the same message in a more civil tone, hopefully I can get this taken care of so it'll stop bothering me.
The best news of all: SPRING BREAK! Starts tomorrow. Just have to finish editing a paper and go to class tomorrow, then I get to fly home again. It's kind of a big deal. Before I went home for winter break a couple months ago, I hadn't been in an airplane since the 90's. So this will be the second time I've flown by myself in this century. As long as it's still impossible for me to accidentally get on the wrong plane, I'll be fine. I cheered when we hit some turbulence last time, and I hope there's more this trip.
One week to be home and not work... Oof, that sounds really good.