In post 4603, Cheetory6 wrote:Ceph, there's also that mastin "forgetting" to cancel her nuke is pretty god awful too.
I didn't forget anything.
Here's how Friday night went.
At around ten, I was dead tired. Dead fucking tired. I needed a nap. I normally like to do things just after midnight, because that allows me to do things like get the new badge of the day on Kongregate, and not have to deal with a change in date timestamps when browsing forums which will write things in the format of "posted yesterday/2 days ago". So I took a nap.
I forget exactly when I woke up, but it was somewhere between 1 and 2:30.
At that stage, do you know how much work I had to do on my comic?
I had just finished the flats. FLATS.
I hadn't even done the detail work: usually at least half an hour to an hour. There's two layers, so it's definitely at least an hour when factoring in both detail layers.
I hadn't done the second coloring layer which adds life to the work. Since this was my first time coloring a character (the random villain guy), it would take me extra-long. That took me about half an hour in of itself to figure out, yet alone, draw. And throughout this process, I was noticing that the written numbers I have for those colors...weren't very visible, so I was trying to write new numbers that would make things pop more for future pages.
When factoring in the drawing time, that's at least an hour's worth of work.
The third layer doesn't take me much time, since the only thing I bother to make a third layer for is Ruby's hair (in part because I simply don't have the time for a third layer everywhere, in part because there isn't much of a need for a third layer anywhere else), but there was also making the faded sketch layer. That, for this page, involved erasing the extra, as to remove the excess white which looks godawful in the finished stages. Playing around with the transparencies in particular took a while.
Then there was after that the highlights and lowlights. These are relatively simple, just black and white at whatever opacity feels right. (I guess every single page.) In spite of this being largely improvisation, it still takes time to paint what "feels" right for the page. At least half an hour there.
Then, after that, I had ENDLESS woes working on the fucking magic. Two layers worth. The final page resembles my original cover in colors, rather than the awesome third page, and I haven't a clue why, since I never recorded the original cover's colors, and I DID record the colors for the third page, so it makes absolutely no sense that the colors which were recorded for the third page ended up identical to the colors I actually did for the cover page, and I was trying to fix this, to tamper with this, to mess around with it, to no avail.
The magic is sloppy. It doesn't have the same life to it as the previous pages. There's no luminosity to it, no light reflecting off of body parts as there was on the previous page. And while I managed to more or less capture the majority of the feeling behind the magic, it wasn't even remotely as good as it should have been.
And then you get to see the villain's subtle magic. That took time to figure out, and even there I didn't do it properly.
Between these factors, it should be no surprise that I spent TWO FUCKING HOURS (no seriously I was keeping track of time and it took me that damn long) to finish it.
...Then, there was the conversion process. On my slow-ass computer. It takes two to three minutes for a file to save. Between saving the original, creating a full-sized copy, creating the release size, and saving the release size, that's four to five saves, which adds up.
...After ALL OF THAT, I spent time on the main site I hang around on, doing the bare minimum rounds: browsing the forums and quickly responding to the minimum content. This started at some time around 7:30, and because I hadn't logged in for a couple of days thanks to being fucking busy, it took me around an hour to finish.
And, oh yeah.
Did I mention my woes weren't over?
The full-sized version of the page, as a PNG, is 7MB.
The site I upload the full-sized images to has a file size limit of 6MB.
So the next page has a full-sized version which was, in MS Paint, converted to a fucking JPEG because that was the only way I could get it online. I meant to trouble-shoot this, but I was tired and I never got around to it.
So while the image is live on one place, on ALL other places, every single other place I host it including my fucking blog, the image is TWO DAYS LATE--and counting, because right now I'm playing this fucking game rather than uploading it--releasing. This, AFTER I was already on a fucking hiatus for weeks so I'm losing what little readership I had gained in the vast majority of places.
And the reason that I didn't put it up on those mirrors?
Because it was fucking 8:30 in the morning, I was absolutely utterly exhausted and I didn't have time for that shit, I was going straight to fucking bed especially since I knew I had to drive myself to--and then BACK from--a boring-ass staff meeting which never produces anything interesting but which I am obligated to attend.
And I set my timer. See, when I set my timer, I have this rule of mine. Not unique to timers, mind you. I'll do the same for microwaves. That rule is that I'll never enter numbers which are not near each other. So, for instance, in a microwave, I can put 212, 252, or 232, because 1, 3, and 5 are the numbers next to 2. On a timer, I am a bit more flexible in some ways, but strict in others: near-universally, I will never enter a time which causes me to cross into another column. So I use times like 3:33:33, 6:39:99, 7:17:77, 7:47:77, and 8:28:88. Those times, and those times only. Why, I don't know, I'm a freak. I usually aim for a number which allows me to get to sleep within half an hour, and then have a total sleep time which is in the pattern of 1.5 hours: 3 hours + half an hour, 4.5 hours + half an hour, 6 hours + half an hour, or 7 hours + half an hour. (Rarely, 9 hours plus half an hour.)
I don't remember which time I entered. It was either the 6:39 or 7:17 one, though, because I woke up at 3:30.
Now, I was under the impression the YMCA closed AT 3:30, and that the staff meeting started at 4. It's a half-hour drive from my house to Monroe. (Well, more like 20 minutes.) So what did I do? I left straight for the fucking staff meeting. Now, the staff meeting was scheduled to go until 7:30. Fortunately for me, it ended at 6:45, so I got home a bit early. And I came in at 7:15 or thereabouts. Now, I hadn't written my daily blog for the day. My brother was coming over for anime night (we watched seven episodes of the second season of Ajin), and he was scheduled to come at the time I was supposed to be home: 8ish. So that left me a 45-minute window to do my daily blog. I whipped it up as quickly as I could, and lo and behold, the first thing I did after that?
Log onto here, post for as much time as I could (even after he had arrived for a while--I delayed my Tuna Helper supper until it was stale thanks to getting caught up here), and then log out when I ran out of time.
That was my Friday, and Saturday, with them having blended together.
Now I never lie about real-life.
Never
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And if you think I made any of the above up, you're a fucking scumbag especially since most of this is easily proven and known to be true for my life in general really and it would be utterly unethical for me to lie, anyway.
I didn't cancel the nuke because I didn't have the chance to cancel the nuke.
I was too busy working my ass off.
