Well, I was excited on Halloween, was. Actually, was dissapointed. First, parties had been a drag. Its like I went to one of them only to see NO ONE show up, pretty lame.

Due to the burden of work and school, I fail to do the illustrations I wanted for the Undead/Macabre folder. Yeah, it was a downer. I mean, I got all the concept, but most were half done because I rushed them, especially since I want to actually color them. But meh, some other time.

What else? Yeah, I pretty much feel like Bartleby, a scriviner who works mechanically in a dull, isolated life in Wall Street. The difference is that I work in a supermarket. Rather than typing, or writing, I push shopping carts, cut in the deli, Stockings, maintances, and, on rare occassions, cashering. Last time I spend nearly 4 hours in the Deli, a claustrophic small room surrounded by meat, cheese, a loud motor, and the machines.

I hope when I get home I'll have the time to work on Hasan, sticking with making comissions for Muslim-Manga.