taodog | ...And now I talk for a while

First, an update on my busted hand: It is no longer busted. It still gets pretty damn sore/tingly when I use it for a while, but my theory is that the injury did something to aggravate the carpal tunnel that I already had. So I guess I'm going to be wearing a brace more and more often from now on. Bummer.

But! I can draw again.

Second, an update on me: I'm at a really weird place in my life right now. I moved to a new city in November, got a job in December, was laid off in January (woo timing), and haven't been able to find work since. I've made very few friends in all this time, so not only am I broke, I'm lonely too. I started working on a new novel over the winter, but totally lost the story around June.

I'm not cut out to be a househusband. I don't mind cleaning and cooking and taking care of the dog; it's just that I need something else to do with my day. Something bigger than my apartment, more consequential than art (or novels that die in childbirth), and important to other people. I've given this city a chance for almost a year; it hasn't given me anything in return.

My partner and I are giving serious thought to skipping Dodge. We have several options for new locations, but there's some debate still over which one offers the most potential for happiness. Once we make up our minds I'll feel better; but right now, I'm in an environment that makes me feel like my existence is a mistake, and I don't know where to go.

...My response? Throw my entire mental faculty into the creation of a new furry character. Potentially for a comic. I know everyone's doing comics these days, but I've done them before. I did it before it was cool. So there.