So...a brain-boggling and nearly horrific move has left me struggling amidst a very uncomfortable job 'situation' and unbearable loads of stress. In under twelve hours I managed to lose two jobs...one of which I've been working nearly four years and was good at. However the company that bought us out didn't think our part of the chain was worth keeping, and now we're in the hands of the liquidation company. Currently, however, I'm a part of a crew of a new place, doing menial work far beneath what I know I'm capable of...and wondering if working a shit job is worth the trouble, of if I should really truly fight for a 'career' opportunity.

I've been in Management for six years now...sometimes different companies, yes, but still. I understand how businesses are run, primarily...and find myself having trouble settling. I realize beggars shouldn't be picky, but I feel like I'm getting way too old to be playing this whole game of 'catch up' with the things around me.

In the meantime I've learned something about myself, also. I seem to be in a bit of an art slump...true, I only just managed to get all the rest of my mediums unpacked, but it seems I haven't been able to draw anything but a small sprite-like creatures I've been calling Meriphs. No matter what I start to draw I always end up with two to seven of these things just cluttering or dancing around the page. It's starting to frighten me! Thus I've subconsciously picked up a few side-projects, such as an attempt of an image for one of my dear Watchers. I have a few beginnings, but I'm thinking I'll need to do a little bit of anatomy homework to get it just where I want it.

Here's hoping I can keep myself sane long enough to deal with the work issue, I've also found that submerging myself in a wonderfully written and very historic book known as Gates of Fire, by Steven Pressfield, has been doing small wonders for my spirit. Who knows, maybe if I can save up enough I might even see about trying to get back into schooling.

Wish me luck world.