Hello old shit friends
In general I’ve been feeling amazing. But because of the 66 hour work weeks without a day off i feel physically, mentally and emotionally burnt the fuck out. Thus the dark shit starts.
All the things i let go from the past or weird feelings of insecurity. Old triggers for past trauma, over thinking, feeling lost, and generally bummed out. All things that never bother me have slowly washed in like a tide. Which is scary and interesting. I know that if my job was more of a creative outlet and the people in charge were better people in general i would be okay. But the level of burnout I’m at is strange and i feel my over all mental health has taken a weird shot.
Oh well. Thus is life at the moment.
So on the first of December is the Wichita newbie comedy competition. Its the first contest I’ve really ever done.
Now i have a month to comb through a year+ worth of material to put together a tight set. Its kinda crazy that people like what i have to say.
Off to work….. #foreveruncool
I love being uncool
Just finished a sketch for a painting I’m working on. Now I’m living the song its about. Fuck me right?!
Knowing you are not one of the “cool kids” is one of the best feelings in the world. It means doing anything you want, being friends with anyone, and most of all i can fucking fail. And because i can and it being just fine with everyone.
That being said, when you do something great the light from it can be blinding and force people to pay attention.
Don’t know if I’ve ever posted this but this is my original drawing for my upper arm in 05 i think. #foreveruncool