Wednesday, July 14, 2004

Current mood: Really Incensed. Mad. Teeth-Grindingly Irritated.

I was surfing the cosplay section of ebay today and I found someone had posted a pair of Alucard gloves using the photo and item description from MY last Alucard glove auction. I'm not sure if this is a genuine auction or a scam. (My guess is that the kid had a pair of Alucard gloves and he didn't want to bother writing an item description or taking photos of his own so he just nicked and posted mine.) In any case, I wrote a note to the person, telling them to cease and desist. Or else (on pain of being reported to the ebay gods and having their 99 percent positive feedback rating ripped into little electronic shreds.) UPDATE: I just received an e-mail from the seller. Apparently this is a pair of gloves that they had bought from ME awhile back and rather than make a new item description and photo they had just used the one from that previous auction. (I couldn't find the seller's name in my records and it turns out it was his daughter that had purchased them, hence the confusion on my part.) I told the seller he could leave the item up as it was, since he already had a bidder on it. So false alarm then, I guess.

It has come to my attention that there has been some stealing of my images on my Elfwood site (some kid apparently nicked my artwork and posted it on a forum, claiming it as something he had done.) Come on, people. Are your own lives so pathetic and your own brains so bereft of imagination that you have to steal other people's images? If you're going to steal something and put your soul at risk for eternal damnation, at least steal something WORTHWHILE. Something worth ACTUAL MONEY. Like Photoshop, or a box of Krispy Kreme donuts. (FRESH Krispy Kreme donuts, of course...)

Good news: I have a job interview. Bad news: It's at a snowmobile factory in Thief River Falls,MN located deep within a part of the country lovingly referred to as "the Nation's Icebox". It's also 350 miles from where I currently live. I dunno... I think I'm gonna put this on the "maybe" pile for now... (although I do love snowmobiling. But I also love being able to walk out my front door without having all my internal organs instantly freezing solid so that's gonna be an issue. Yup. Definitely....)

Monday, July 12, 2004

Current mood: pissed

Mom's got a bug in her ear because someone shut off her air conditioning this morning, so now she's Godzilla-ing her way around the house, spewing flames at any and all who have displeased her during the past few months. Of course, she reserved her biggest flames for me, seeing as how I'm currently #1 on her big Maternal Shit List. She's now accusing me of not trying hard enough to find a job. Never mind the fact that I've cold-called hundreds of companies, sent out hundreds of resumes and been on dozens of interviews in the past year--(although none since I got back from North Carolina. I dunno why things are so different this time. Getting interviews used to be as easy as falling off a couch, but now, I can't get anyone to call me in. I realize it probably has a lot to do with the time of year- things are always slow in the prepress biz over the summer- but I would think that somewhere, there would be SOMEONE who'd want to have me come in and talk to them, if only to jerk me around for their own amusement.) I dunno. Mom's never had to endure the Theatre of Pain and Blood and Unending Blows to One's Self-Esteem which is your average job search, so she wouldn't know what it's like to be in my position. (Lucky her.)

I don't want to think about it anymore. I'm too depressed. This morning when I read my e-mail, I found a letter sent to me by some girl about my Final Fantasy X-2 Thief Blades. The girl wanted me to knock down the price for her. Never mind the fact that these are custom-made props which took me over ten hours to make. Never mind the skill and the expertise which went into making them. Never mind the fact that when I break down the amount I spent on materials and labor, I'm making less than minimum wage on the things. Feh. It's SO nice to know that one's skills and talents are so highly valued, isn't it?

I haven't written back telling the girl to fuck off, and I probably won't, but ...man it's tempting....

Saturday, July 10, 2004

Tired. Depressed. Status quo.

In other news, I've put more cosplay stuff up for sale on ebay, including my Lady Chris armor which I'm hoping I can sell this time around. Mom's been bugging me to free up more basement space. So here goes. Please look at my stuff. Buy something. That is all. Over and out.