The Art of Tim

Well, I’m off to Otakon. I get to spend the weekend with Britanny, Matt, Briana, Brian, Mookie and more. Should be a pretty fun time, but I’m going to be totally exhausted afterwards. I’m already exhausted.

Let’s see if I survive.

Oof, last night sort of tanked.

Headed out to pick up Rob from the aiport around 8:30pm. His flight was supposed to get in at 9:59pm. I drive through absolutely horrid rain and thunder and lightning, finally get there, and the board says his flight is late due to weather, and is now expected to arrive at 10:46pm. No big deal, it’s an extra 45min. I’ll just grab a coffee and wait.

I wait around for a half an hour, then check the board again. The flight is now scheduled to arrive at 1:40am. I talk to the information guy, and he says they’re stuck in Ohio cause of the weather. Ugh.

Ok, well I’m not waiting around, so I figured I’d drive home, hang out for an hour or two, then drive back. Miss a turn on the way home, which adds 20min to my trip. Finally get home, and there’s a message from Rob’s friend telling me not to go pick him up, he missed his flight. >_<

At this point I had already mentally committed myself to not working anymore that night, and I was too tired and wet to motivate myself, so I just settled in and played some World of Warcraft. Got my Night Elf Monkeyface up to level 9, then called it quits and went to bed.

Today I have to rush around and get things ready for Otakon this weekend. Once Monday night rolls around, I’m all done with conventions for at least a couple of months, and I can sit back and concentrate on shipping merchandise.

Gotta pick up my friend Rob from the airport in a few hours. So much to do, so much to keep track of.

Talked to Briana and Britanny for a bit earlier… I was having a pretty shitty morning, but they made me feel a little bit better.

As if I didn’t have enough on my mind, pretty soon I’m going to have to start thinking about where to move to. My lease here in Virginia ends in December, and I don’t want to be here one second longer than I have to. It was a stupid idea for me to move here. I’m not sure where I want to go though.

I definately don’t want to go back home. I spent twenty years on Cape Cod… enough is enough. I left all of my friends behind there, but I’m sure they’ve moved on by now. I’m considering New York, Chicago or San Diego. I think I’d like to be in a city… I’ve always loved cities. But I’m not sure yet.

There is a definite appeal to moving to Connecticut to be close to Matt and Briana and my friends there. Brian Carroll is there when he’s not in school, and Rich Stevens lives there as well. But would I be happy there?

I guess I have another couple of months before I really have to start making decisions.

In the meantime, I’ve been playing with my digital camera. I love this thing. I think for my Otakon report, I’ll just take a bunch of pictures and do captions.

Have some kittencat:

So I just got an email from the CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) concerning a new show of theirs called Nerve. They’re interested in doing a feature on me, for some reason. This should turn out to be interesting.

I seriously need a vacation. Once all of the books are shipped, I’m just going draw a bunch of comics, let them auto-update, and take a break. Like I mean take a serious break. Disappear for a while. Maybe just get on a plane and fly somewhere, or maybe not. Maybe I’ll just stay here. I don’t know. Either way, I need to get away from things. I love what I do, but I’m starting to burn out.

There’s too much drama, to much fucking stupidity. The world of webcomics is so filled with hate, and egos and dramatics, it literally gets physically exhausting sometimes. And why? Because we have some grand illusion that this little industry of ours is actually something colossally important?

I’m seriously at the point where I just don’t want anything to do with it anymore. I just want to draw my comic, make a living, make people laugh, and I couldn’t care less what everyone else is doing.

I need a break.

Ugh, gross. 4:20am and I can’t sleep. I don’t understand… I’m totally exhausted. I feel exhausted. Why can’t I sleep? I’m too awake to fall asleep, yet I’m too tired to play World of Warcraft. Sonnuvabitch.

I have finally broken down and started an online journal. I shall post here stuff about things that happen in the world of me. Joy will be had, sorrow will be shared, and twinkies will be devoured.

I picked up a new digital camera this weekend, a Canon Digital Elph. My friend Rich Stevens of Diesel Sweeties reccomended it. It’s pretty simple, but I only wanted it for conventions and goofing around with. I take the pretty pictures of not so pretty subject matter.

Otakon 2004 coming up this weekend, and lots to do. Still have a buttload of books to ship, and I’m getting pretty stressed out. I know most of my fans will understand, but I still feel a personal obligation to get them their books as fast as I can. The process just goes soooo slowly.

I also have to get comics drawn in advance, so that I can take off for the weekend without depriving people of their daily dose of funny.

So much to do…