Life As We Know It
Fiction Factory
Bleah II
Still not great. I was feeling adequate when I got up this morning, but not fully together, and a trip to the supermarket made that clear. By the time I got home I was wiped.
Today was cancelled. I've already made it clear to everyone that tomorrow's cancelled too.
Of course, "cancelled" is relative. Today I caught up on several pages' worth of backlogged dialogue, and did fourteen more renders (probably two pages, depenting on how I lay them out).
Apparently the secret to productivity is not being in any condition to do anything else.
17 February 2026