Life has been... Well, I don't know. Busy, stressful, bleh.
I'm working on things. Commissions, schoolwork, thesis, research, blah, blah, blah.
We recently had a lump scare with one of our dogs, Mac. Fortunately, it's only an infected tooth (he's had a broken tooth. My mother discovered it shortly after his last veterinary appointment a few months ago, but the vet said nothing about it.). All he'll need are antibiotics and then a tooth extraction. I feel shitty for saying it's fortunate he only has an infected tooth, but I would rather this than for him to have a tumor or something along those lines.
I have no idea where I'm going with my thesis. I know what I want to do, and am sketching up some of the things I want to make, but other than that, I'm stumped. I'm not good at explaining why
I do things. My honest answers would be "I really just like how it looks." or "I was just screwing around and this kind of happened." or "I just felt like it." Unfortunately, these aren't good enough for thesis, so I have to completely bullshit a 12 page history on why I do what I do and what inspired it.
Work is going fairly well. I'm upset that I only get six hours a week at the library, but I am glad to have had the opportunity to work at the craft store. It's stressful and sometimes, the people suck, but I'm getting there. I just can't wait for Thanksgiving break. I don't care about Thanksgiving itself- I just really want to go home and be with my pets and just not have to think about shit for a while.