Posts Tagged ‘self portrait’
I ordered ink for my fancy-ass printer last week and it’s still not here. I can’t get the ink in stores, which I didn’t realize before I bought it. It’s an awesome printer, but when you’re out of cyan, you’re out of cyan until more comes in the mail. I don’t mind ordering it, but they said it would only take 2 or 3 days to get to me. It’s been much longer than that. Meanwhile…the print queue is growing and growing and growing.
I was at a conference all day today. I can’t remember the last time I was at a conference. Conferences just don’t happen in my life.
(This is ok with me.)
I was surrounded by educator-type professionals and doctor-type professionals. It was like the being on a field trip to the grownup world.
It’s weird there, but they have excellent cookies.
I’m home! Did you miss me? I bet you didn’t even know I was gone. Well I was.
For a whole week I was away from my home and laptop and scanner and wide array of writing instruments and inspirational chaos. Using a combination of entries scheduled to post while I was away and a few wrestling matches with my mother’s scanner, I managed to keep the monsters going, but only barely.
There’s no monster for today, but if there were a monster for today it would have a sore butt and bleary eyes from too many hours in a car on the highway.
But it would be very happy to be home.