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Art/Work
So I've got a gig where I do pro-bono concept art for a start-up videogame company. If the project gets a backer, I get paid, but meanwhile, I get to practice keeping deadlines, working to descriptions, and building a portfolio. So- I find this is good for my sanity, if not my wallet, but my wallet was going to be feeling poorly in any case. This way, I get to have fun^^ It's like a weekly challenge with incentive to participate.
And they say they *like* what I'm doing, so far^^ I am a happy little bee.
Also- wig-making is oddly soothing. I'm working hard on my costume and I may-just-may have it ready for Halloween. Note to self- start wearing the damn contacts again to get used to them, otherwise you're going to be a young orc priestess stumbling around blind.... Oh, and the bodice, otherwise you're going around topless in Chicago fall weather and that's just not fun.
And now, Weirdlet Dream Theater presents- last night's oddly fitting weirdness. I was dancing in a club or some kind of concert, and I got invited over to another party, an orc-themed one- I kept asking hey, can I get my gear? I need my costume, I haven't got it on-! but they said, nah, it was fine, just come on in and play! I was surrounded by moshing (I think that's the right word? Anyway, dancing and stomping) orcs that I knew were girls and guys like me under it, but we still got to put on our orc-faces for the night. It was a hell of a lot of fun.
And then it seemed like we were next door to a baseball game beyond the screen that was one wall (screen/net/thing to climb and cling to), and at some point I was playing keep-away with Gollum.
Yeah. Weird, but that's how my dreams go. It was still fun, even after the main premise went away.
And they say they *like* what I'm doing, so far^^ I am a happy little bee.
Also- wig-making is oddly soothing. I'm working hard on my costume and I may-just-may have it ready for Halloween. Note to self- start wearing the damn contacts again to get used to them, otherwise you're going to be a young orc priestess stumbling around blind.... Oh, and the bodice, otherwise you're going around topless in Chicago fall weather and that's just not fun.
And now, Weirdlet Dream Theater presents- last night's oddly fitting weirdness. I was dancing in a club or some kind of concert, and I got invited over to another party, an orc-themed one- I kept asking hey, can I get my gear? I need my costume, I haven't got it on-! but they said, nah, it was fine, just come on in and play! I was surrounded by moshing (I think that's the right word? Anyway, dancing and stomping) orcs that I knew were girls and guys like me under it, but we still got to put on our orc-faces for the night. It was a hell of a lot of fun.
And then it seemed like we were next door to a baseball game beyond the screen that was one wall (screen/net/thing to climb and cling to), and at some point I was playing keep-away with Gollum.
Yeah. Weird, but that's how my dreams go. It was still fun, even after the main premise went away.