#email income

[pcktknife]

sorry not to randomly come back broke and begging but i do happen to be a lil bit broke and i have sketch comms open again so if anyone would like to grab oneeee

[unpretty]

we gave up trying to solve the mystery of what the fuck happened to the well pump, but since there's no way for us the prove that it was warm in the pump house when the pump stopped working, and since the heater stopped working after the pump fucked up and the whole thing froze. we have no way to prove it didn't freeze first and then break. and freezing isn't covered by the warranty. so we just got the bill for replacing the whole thing from the guy who sold us the first one. 🙃

[beaft]

everyone keeps saying things like "keep trying and it'll happen! every no is taking you closer to a yes!" but ever since i graduated i've been working a series of shitty customer service jobs and getting increasingly isolated/depressed while fielding the slow drip of rejection letters from both literary agents and potential employers. i know i sound like the world's whiniest stuck record but trying to be positive about my situation is making me tired. how can i be positive when things just keep getting steadily worse

[grimae]

Earlier this year, almost like a new years resolution, I decided to regularily send artists I admire e-mails to tell them what I love about their creations. Getting messages from other people to me about how much my things mean to them made me realize that I need to give this back much more often, not even in ways to gain something, merely to show appreciation for the ways other people enrichen my life with their desire to create. It's mostly been smaller scale musicians so far to be honest and I deeply wish I could support them better by the ways of throwing scary amounts of money at them, but on those days where everything is an endeavour and my brain feels like a bull with burning hay tied to its horns I think of those e-mails, the twitter dms, the tumblr asks sent with nothing but appreciation for my art and it gets better

[squeakadeeks]

moodboard for this past week ❤️

[suntails]

job market misery

[setaflow]

A friend is trying very hard to convince me to start donating plasma (he gets a referral bonus if he signs someone up) and ngl the idea of using it to pay for less important things like books and art commissions is appealing if only for the fact that I get to say "Yeah I'm paying for this with blood money"

[nerdanel01]

“Where are you going?”

Because it was clear to Johanna that Agnes was going somewhere. She was standing there with the same bag she’d arrived with, looking just as small and young and lost as she had on her first day in the Necropolis eight years ago. But where did she have to go?

And when Agnes did not answer her immediately—standing there, eyes wide, white-knuckling the handle of her bag, giving her the appearance of a child caught in the act of mischief—a terrible suspicion surfaced in Johanna’s mind.

“Andraste’s flaming ass, Agnes, are you deserting?”

Part 3 up now!

[acorviart]

it is very funny to me when people email me asking for my rates or price quotes for commissions and then ghost me after I give it to them because I like to imagine that they looked at my reply with a shocked pikachu face and then closed their email

[kodapi]

" All right, just keep it down. We're conspicuous enough without your hyena call. " // ( BG3 Starters ) I just now saw your Drunk!Shuuji open from last night, and I feel I must shove Miles at the concept. :)

     [ Idle Banter || Two's a Party » Accepting ]

     ‹ There was a reason that Shuuji did not imbibe alcohol; the fact he was giggling away and being as chatty as he was not even two weak beverages in stood as a testament to that warning. For a blessing at least his arms were capable of functioning without hinderance, allowing him to hug onto the prosecutor's arm while his little breathy chuckles slowed to consider those words. ›

    ❝ My hyena? I don't have one... Rook probably would own one, though. Did you know he's got a massive snake at the office? Big thing... It's longer than a car! Big, big snake. She's such a sweetie though! ❞ ‹ One of his arms would dislodge from its place around Miles' arm to gesture outwards wildly, as if trying to convey just how gargantuan the serpent was, only to stumble from the force of the swing for a moment. He'd correct his stance quick enough and returned the wayward arm back around Miles' own as an anchor, or maybe like a pillow for how his eyelids begun to droop and a loud, powerful yawn overtook the detective for a moment. ›

    ❝ Hyenas look soft though. Like you. You look soft. Mm, especially your hair. Too bad my hands are terrible at feeling, I'd love to test that... ❞ ‹ Then came a suspicious silence after those words, the lack of any follow-up or snickering a concerning sign. To glance over would show that the inebriated detective had let his head rest against Miles' shoulder, eyes now fully snapped shut, lips parted... and he was out like a light. ›

     ‹ There was a good reason Rook took business deals at bars instead of Shuuji, and this was it. Poor man was out cold from practically nothing at all. ›

[karpsicles]

man i just spent $130CAD on this hoodie. stupid middle aged men got me down bad.

[sunshinesalmon]

okay after a long week, things are lookin up!

[vaaaaaiolet]

the honors credit policies at my uni are so aggravating i might jump

[tiercel]

Things are a little tight for everyone right now but ouhhman

[sherlock-is-ace]

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