Though I may be come March.
If you thought you read the last of me, take this moment to feel ashamed. Now let's proceed to the future:
FEMGINEER:
- 300+ lines, much less than Femscout (roughly 40, 45 canned atm)
- More quiet/soft lines = more time to burn recording w/o waking people up
- New Yeti mic makes this one fly by
FEMSCOUT:
- Over 390 lines canned out of 418
- Retakes being done with the new Yeti mic, makes for quick edits
- I don't loathe this one as much anymore
I'm not into sharing my troubles with people I know in person, let alone the internet. But my mom's not doing so well. Seems her legs are going on her and rather fast. As such, mobility is becoming an issue to be dealt with and I'm the only family around. That plus this shiny new job has put serious strain on my free time.
Speaking of capitalism, one more way my job keeps me from keeping tabs on the tubes is it's lack there of at my desk. That's right. No internet. I hold up better under dental torture. So there's that.
Some of you who keep up with my assorted networks of sociability may notice a significant dip in my... being around... ness. Rest assured, by spring's end, this should be mostly rectified.
This is more writing than I'm used to these days, so I wish you all well and hope to be writing more frequently once I can sneaky my bulky laptop into the office.
