Ok … Now today (and for the next few months) … much, much, much busier.
Here’s the thing, someone offers me loads of money to do computer work.. I hmm and ummm I think about it and mull it over and reluctantly do it – hey, it’s the sensible thing. Then I start thinking maybe this is where the future lies, make good money, do interesting things (which I find intellectually stimulating and I really feel I can do and do well and I feel great about it) and you know. It’s all good. But it’s a pity that comics are just never gonna work out for me.
Then … I get offered, in essence, less money to do more work for something which I find difficult and hard going and which grinds me down with self-loathing and hatred and … you know … I couldn’t be happier and would happily never sit at a computer again.
So … there we have it.