Tag: state of the gab

Woah h oho so here’s another update since I am still not quite back on my normal schedule:

The apartment is still covered in boxes, BUT we got a laundry key today – finally – which means I can actually wash my good clothes instead of digging through the bags of clothes that are probably all going to end up being donated. Yes good.

Wednesday was interesting. Part of it involved my mom swooping in to take me to Urgent Care because (and this is TMI, I’m so sorry) my leg was leaking fluid. The doctor actually listened to me and did the tests unlike every other doctor that I’d asked in the past few years, and yes, I have been officially diagnosed with lymphedema. Which sucks, because there’s no cure. But he prescribed me a super strong diuretic and ordered me to eat a banana a day and to go see a primary care doctor ASAP. This means I’m finally going to be able to get help instead of a lecture about how I’m fat. 😛 At least, that’s the hope.

I’ve already lost 6lbs… in like 1 day. WOO. And also gross. 

The same visit came with an xray for my wrist, which is not broken but badly sprained, AND a lot of blood work, which thankfully ruled out other health problems (kidney, liver) that I was worried about… well, except for thyroid. Normal TSH levels are 0-4, with 5 being considered “high.” Mine was 25. Oops. So I’m severely hypo again, which probably explains why I have been so exceptionally exhausted lately. 

This all boils down to me needing to, like, sleep more, up my medications, and spend less time at my computer desk… so it’s a good thing I’m not taking on new commissions. 

But hey, my novel is up to 63,000 words now. That’s exciting. And I still love my job. Still broke, but not homeless, ad not quite starving yet, either! I need to mail everyone their stuff (soon) and get the apartment put together. All good things. 

For now, though… it’s only 10:30 on a friday night and I already want to crawl into bed. So I may do that.

Moving is almost done… one more pile of boxes remains at the house, neatly stacked and waiting for tomorrow, when my co-worker will help me bring them to the apartment in her truck. The culmination of so many hours, injuries, and late nights is a wall of boxes that dominates the entire kitchen/dining/living room area, and Aaron has to crawl into the bed from the foot of it since that half of the bedroom is likewise host to cardboard carriers of carelessly caged crap.

My brain is fried and my muscles sore, but there’s so much less pressure weighing on my shoulders. Money is still tight, but we’re here, safe and secured in a new home with good access to public transport and plenty of excuses for more exercise. It’s just a matter of sorting through the rest, tossing out the chaff bit by bit, and putting the rest of the puzzle pieces together.

And then it’s back into art and getting everything else taken care of. Commissions, books, etc. A patreon! And redbubble merchandise!

BUT FOR NOW… we get to go be social. My Bro&Co is in town from SEATTLE!

state of the gab: february edition

important things:

comic

  • the website (dangerouscute.com) is no longer broken
  • I’m finally working on the new design drafts for it so it’ll stop being ugly, too
  • oh and I have been gathering the like 30 strips I’ve drawn so I can scan and post them
  • also still intending to get the print book out some time…

commissions

  • believe it or not I have been working on them
  • woah

writing

conventions

  • I am only signed up for one con this year so far what is up with that
  • it’s sabakon in vegas – you guys should come
  • maybe a break is good? I couldn’t get tables for the other ones I wanted to go to plus I am mega broke. 
  • I also need to make all-new stock

art

  • trying to remember how to draw for me
  • it is surprisingly difficult
  • good news for commissions, though, I guess?
  • I need a break… and to study. so frustrated with my current skill level.

me

  • still feeling depressed/moody/listless/unwanted/easily replaced/abandoned/trapped/etc (so much stress + poor + winter)
  • ongoing toothache… need to find a cheap dentist to get it pulled
  • hanging in there anyway, somehow