Feet And Their Accesories

So, after being totally confused by a client for over a month, it was brought to my attention that I had been doing something completely different from what they wanted. With the deadline being December 3rd for the final work, it became painfully clear that there was no way in hell I would be able to give them what they needed. It's the first time in a long time where I actually feel like I failed at something....and I am still trying to figure out if it was my fault or not. At least I drew some good looking shoes:

Aside from this job, I have another major job involving drawing feet (which thankfully I haven't fucked up). Needless to say, I am getting pretty tired of drawing anything involving feet.

The party went well (or at least my part of it did). Though I can't say that it was necessarily a GOOD party, which can be proven by my entirely blown out speakers and my quickly fading black eye. I did however love DJing, and am still trying to remember why I quit it in the first place. Since Saturday, every time I hear a song I sit and think about what would be a good follow up....unfortunately, my dream song never comes true. And I am still compulsively trying to come up with a decent name for myself.....thought of DJ Me You & The Holy Ghost last night, and I can't really say that that would be the best route.

This will be my first Thanksgiving alone ever, and quite frankly I don't really see the problem with it. I am starting to think we all get ripped off having the winter holidays so close together. Why don't they spread this shit out so we can go see our family twice a year, instead of trying to decided which holiday is more convenient to visit? Total bullshit. I am going to start a petition with my family that we move Thanksgiving to like June, though I doubt it is going to fly.

I was threatening to close the 2007 Dating Season, but am now having second thoughts. Fuck, I have no idea what is going on....which anything, to tell you the truth.

I have also made a decided effort to work on my proper capitalization of words and the beginnings of sentences, so that people that read this won't think I am totally out of my mind. And to tell you the truth, writing in all lower-case is a bitch of a habit to break.