Sure I can accept that we're going nowhere, but one last time let's go there

OH SNAP two entries in like twelve-ish hours. I've gone crazy!

Today is my day in back at work, which means that I'll in front of a computer getting things ready for rental on Monday at midnight. It's rather repetitive, and somewhat tedious, but I like it because I don't have to clean any returned DVDs or sleeve them, or stand up in the cold cold front. I get to sit down in the cold cold back and listen to the eight fucktons of music I've lately downloaded.

In other news, one of the guys I work with has some kind of little design company, and he's asked me to do some drawing for an account they're working on for a pizza place downtown. It's supposed to be a five-panel comic about zombies and pizza, which shouldn't be hard since I draw myself zombfolk all the time. But there will be money involved, and I'm at a loss because I have no idea what to charge. Most of you know that I'm awkward about selling my art anyway, and I usually will take anything from three quarters to a pound of yarn in exchange.

Can some of you art-selling people help me? Otherwise I'll end up asking for a bag of flour.

And HEY decken! When are you going back to Wales? And speaking of Gretchen and Co., HEY monkeybobert and kleptoneko, do you want to go to afternoon tea at Ma Cha tomorrow? Lemme know so I can switch opening with Adia. Conversely, we could also go down to that one bar I was talking about tonight, you know, the one where I wanted to drink an angry bulldog? Anyone?