Sooooo Tired ...

Well, the title says it all, doesn't it? I'm so tired that I can't even manage to be creative with my LJ entry title today. Now, that is sad. Very, very sad.

My kiddo made it home safely yesterday. She seems really happy to be back, and I know I'm thrilled to have her home. Man, I missed her funny, little face. Isn't it strange how that works? She's only three, which means I lived 35 years of my life without her. But now, I can't even imagine a life without her in it. I have no idea how I managed to get along all those years before she was born. But I guess life is like that. Some things ... you don't know how much you need or want them until you actually have them with you. I guess it's good to take stock sometimes. Remember what is truly important and what is truly necessary in life.

I had a rough week. I was up till 5 and 6 AM pretty much every night over the past week, working on my latest writing endeavor. I'm hoping it'll turn out to be a book, but, at this point, I don't know yet. I did get the first chapter done, though. It's a far cry from any kind of "finished" product, but I felt so great about accomplishing that. I felt like I had a nice, solid start on the story. At this point, that's all I can hope for.

I was so tired last night and intended to go to bed early. But, nope. 5:30 AM rolled around to find me still up ... sitting in front of the computer and watching Peacemaker Kurogane. Because I HAD to finish it. I HAD to know what happened at the end. I came to the final moment of the final episode and realized, with a sinking feeling, that I like this show. Really, really like it. This is, in general, a bad thing for someone who collects production art, as it inevitably signals future suffering for my wallet. My wallet -- it BLEEDS!!

Sometimes, I will love a show and have no desire for the artwork. But, more often than not it works the other way around.

The one saving grace in this situation is that this is a Studio Gonzo show, which means there is likely to be very little art out there on the market. I've noticed Studio Gonzo shows seem to be like that, and I've been told they don't release much of the art from their productions. Heck, I'm still looking for more Samurai 7 art, with no luck. There was a Sam7 auction on Mandarake a week or two ago, but I wasn't able to bid on it at the time. I'm still so bummed over that. *deep&heavysigh*

So, early this AM, I decided to cruise YJ, just for grins -- to see what was out there (if anything) for Peacemaker. Lo and behold ... I ran across one auction for a fairly decent-sized lot of sketches. 15 sheets, if the auction info was correct. The pics were not great, but the sketches looked original, and the auction listed them as originals (or, rather the "babel code" used for original art). But I couldn't tell if they were super rough partials or what. I'm so spoiled by Sayuki artwork, and I often feel reluctant to spend large amounts on partial and/or very rough sketches. This is one big reason I don't collect sketch work from very many shows. Anyhow, I decided to put in a small bid. Mainly because I really did love the show and I still feel the sting of regret for having to pass on those Sam7 sketches. And, I won!! I got up this morning to find the winning bid notice in my inbox. I'm totally shocked, as I expected to get outbid. Now, I just hope there are at least a couple of decent images in the lot so I'll feel like I got my money's worth. *nervous laugh*

Goo Goo Dolls concert tonight! Whoop!! *happeh vibes*

The Croc ...

I've never considered myself much of a "bandwagon jumper". Not that I'm a trend setting kind of person, either. Pretty much, I kind of go my own way. I do whatever I like, listen to whatever kind of music I enjoy, watch whatever shows I like, and wear whatever type of clothing appeals to me without worrying or really caring about trends and/or what others think. Life's too short, otherwise, you know?

But, within the past couple of days, I found myself jumping onto a trend bandwagon, big time.

That's right. I bought some Crocs. Two pair -- well, one pair of Croc-like shoes (made from the same materials, but not sporting the brand name) ... and one pair of actual Crocs. I am plagued with guilt over this. Usually, the fact that it was such a fad would cause me to stay away from it. But the thing is, I like these shoes. I have from the first moment I saw them. There is something appealing to me about their "Earth Mother", ungainly appearance. I love the shape of them -- the rounded toe and the fact that they are very much not streamlined. They are definitely not in your usual category of "pretty" shoes. Really, they're almost so ugly that they are cute. And I really like the bright colors. In fact, one of my pairs is pink. Not roses-and-candy-hearts pink. No. This is curl-in-a-fetal-position-and-cry-for-mamma PINK. Normally, I would not be caught dead in hot pink shoes ... or, well, hot pink anything. But I like how this color, combined with the shape and appearance of the shoe is almost overwhelming. It's hard to explain, really. It makes sense in my mind, but it might not in reality. (Story of my life, there. *nervous laugh*)

So, here I am. Jumping on the bandwagon of trend with all the rest of the mindless drones. And, yes, feeling guilty as hell over it, too. I'm almost ashamed of myself.

Still, I'm confident time will prove I am not a trendy wagon jumper. You see, when I like something, I really like it. I'm not a passing fad kind of person. So, years from now, when the Croc has faded into oblivion, you'll find me still wearing mine. I'll be easy to spot -- the weird old lady on the street corner, wearing an anime shirt and BRIGHT PINK shoes. Oh yeah. Destiny. She is a biatch.