I just sent off my analysis of my thesis (all 30 pages of it) to be matched with my 90ish pages of other thesis work. I'm still in disbelief I've done 120 pages of stuff for this and a buttload of complicated art in such a short amount of time. I still have art and revisions that need to be done, but the first has been pending with anxiety making me work on writing first and the second is something I need feedback before I can do. I feel like I've literally been underwater.
WITH THE WRITING ALMOST ENTIRELY OUT OF THE WAY, I CAN GET BACK TO ACTIVITY AS SOON AS I FINISH THE ARTS.
I had a great weekend interspersed with working on this monster hanging out with a friend at a local convention. I spent Too Much Money on shirts and a nendoroid and parking and I feel like i got hit by a truck but that's all part of the experience. I'm tempted to treat myself tonight as congratulations, but....eh....I sort of already did that accidentally at the con :'D
I'm gonna take the day off to rest unless I get another heart-attack inducing email from my superiors about me having fucked up something critical again. Really, how dense am I when I'm stressed out? So dense. I've also probably slept like half the amount I need to every night for the past few weeks.
With any luck I can get back to my passions soon. I can't make grad school in the fall because I wasn't sure of how my condition would be by the deadline (AND I'M SORT OF GLAD TBH I NEED A VACATION) so I'll have free spare time unless whatever job I end up with decides to follow me home like a plat-eye.
If art comes it will continue to be irregular for a while, since I still have other project stuff left over and my hands and fingers and wrists are literally numb from all the desperate drawing and typing. I retyped thirty-odd pages today alone after I was forced to fight my VPN. Wish me luck, I'm still getting by only by the skin of my teeth. Why's school (and a free, private internet experience, for that matter) gotta be so complicated?
It's 4pm and I still haven't eaten because I was afraid of losing my workflow, which repeated days and days of have only led to me being weak and acting like I was raised in a barn. I'm gonna go do that but seriously....hello again, everyone. I'm just gonna ease my way back into the door here and try to pretend I remember how to act like a normal human being