Oh, well, mysteries within mysteries....

It was part and parcel with how things seemed to run last night....disastriously. Nothing got done when it should have. It took me forever to do things, I made elementary mistakes with the picture and some glaring typos (not the ones you notice---these are fixed.) Believe it or not, that was the cleaned up version.

Some nights it just doesn't pay to even try.

So why do I?

I'm trying to keep up a journal entry a night (with a picture, drawn by me---whether original, or a recycled and altered one of mine, or one drawn of Mindmistress suitable for the occasion.

I'm trying to upload a page to Mindmistress every other day.

That in addition to having a job, which is pretty demanding right now....

That in addition to having a beautiful wife who loves me and two sons (one afflicted) who depend on me...

When the pool opens, I'll probably swim two hours a night...

The lazy, hazy days of summer. Yeah, right.

The thing is, I can't blame anyone else. Most of my obligations are not really---they are all of my own choice. Even my job---the extra duties loaded onto me were things I initiated, and just seem to have evolved into part of my job.

I miss summer. Summer's never the same after you grow up, and don't have two to three months off to do--

Absolutely...

Positively...

Nothing.

Of course, I actually did things. The only difference now is, with the Internet, I can publish whatever I do...something that gets dangerously addictive....the urge to put it immediately out there, and get immediate feedback.

I love it.

Ahhh, that's what I needed....just the realization I should have had. That is one reason to write my life down like this. Putting it down in black and white, I realize many of my goals are self-imposed; no less real, but I'm the only one keeping score.

You forget that, unless you write it down.

I've thought, seriously, about closing the journal. After five years, I'd say to myself, what new thing is there to say, and I'm having fun with the webcomic, a totally new venture. Two things deter me...

A) Well, for one thing, the fact that many webcomics go out and get a livejournal. I think it would be silly to cut out what many webcartoonists are adding...

B) I dearly love this journal, both for the self-revelation/writing practice and the emails and reactions I get from my readers. (And the readers thereof far exceed my webcomic's.) Nothing like it. It's been the most rewarding experience on-line I've had, so far.

Thanks to you all.

No---it's become a habit with me, but a good one, like exercise, as opposed to a harmful one like cigarette smoking or overeating. In fact, the impulse seems to be spreading in the family..

I've noticed Brian has a subdirectory under his directory called "blog". Is he planning on doing a blog? Has he already done one? (One of his friends keeps one.) None of my business, and he probably wouldn't want his father reading it...

Yet it just shows that blood will tell, I guess...

A blog is just a shortened and link-happy journal, after all.

And he has to do something with all his free time...

We all do the things we love---especially when we have free time on our hands.

Now, if I can just get the images to show up here...