VintagePunk said:
Your AF story was awesome!!!! So sorry it didn't work out for me, but I'll save that for my reply.
oh sorry
.i'll look for your reply next week..........
VintagePunk said:
I keep stressing how close we are. I'm sure that some of the girls who met us might have a sense...it really is abnormal. It'll be like a body part is being ripped from me. I'm getting teary just typing this. I'll be leaning on you all tons...
we'll be here
I remeber how sad i was (and things were begining to go bad in terms of me losing my acess to the Publishing World b/c more magazines were
### warning### PRE-COMPUTER DAYS-
switching from waxing type & photo stats down etc to using rubber cement--which after using it STEADILY for 8 months in an Advertising [teeny] agency I couldn't handle it any more so constantly [industrial type sensitivities]. I had to leave.
any way so while I was working PT for GOOD pay at a NYS provosional job - i was trying to get back into mag pub...and having no luck)
THAT was a LONG parenthesis...............
well my sis ALSO went away to Philly for Grad school then.........
the 2 together.....PLUS i was also thinking I could never be an ilustrator...............so add in #3..........
man, i was cursing every tenth word at times..................outside of work that is...........
when I visited my sis in philly.............she said to me.you're SO angry, you should go into therapy!
well what did people know about the grieving priocess back then!
I WAS greiving even IF NO ONE would like HONOR the fact that I was afriad i was giving uoP my LIFE LONG [still IS} dream of beinng an illustrator [articals & story related not advert related]..
i t was like.............
suck it up..........you're an adult now...............
SO wow i felt SO abandonded when my sis took off for philly.