money, cars, comics

I feel like I lost a month somehow. I don't know where, but I'm suspicious.

I put some cheques in the bank last week and found I was short a little under $1100. I just found the money in another savings account, which is a relief. Losing a month is one thing, but a thousand bucks is a thousand bucks. I could buy TWO months with that kind of money.

This is the point in my post that I mention I am stricken with delirious insomnia.

I finally got my new car today. It is a 1996 Subaru Legacy station wagon. Totally my art-mobile. And if you rearrange the letters in 'art' you get 'rat'. My new car is now officially the rat-mobile; An obvious play on the bat-mobile but with rats instead of bats. Rats are cute. Bats too.

This is the point in my post that I reiterate my previous statement about insomnia and delirium.

Bear comic is more than half-sketched. I'm stoked. I spent all evening talking comics with my brother. Reevaluating life, etc. I'm getting more and more behind in necessary work, but I don't mind for now. I blame it on losing about a month. Despite being in a fairly productive and prolific state comic-wise, I think I'm starting to lose some of my zeal. I'm worried about the future right now, although when I think about it and break it down, I can only see me continuing with what I've been doing. Still fear of failure is only second to fear of success. Maybe I'm just scared right now.

I've been having interesting dreams lately. None of them very settling, but they are interesting nonetheless.

I will now end this post by saying the following: insomnia causes delirium and delirium causes insomnia.