1:31 p.m. - 02.09.10

Primed.

recently i went to a warhammer 40k tournament in Pennsylvania. i came in eighth overall and in third for appearance, garnering a trophy and a modest prize for my efforts. i spent the better part of my spare time in the mornings and afternoons before work painting and getting my army ready. i figured i would have managed to burn myself out on painting, but something curious happened: my motivation was sustained.

i think it's largely in part that i established a goal, and actually met it, within reason. i've now moved on to a few old projects i've had on my desk for varying lengths of time: five death guard terminators, an Eldar Avatar that was purchased for Ray a few years ago, and my own Eldar army. i've found the perfect addition for my wave serpents, but i need to cast up more of them to cover everything i need.

but my motivation extends beyond painting toy soldiers. i'm actually pulling out my resume this week and giving it a good going-over to hopefully find some place where i can log in obscene amounts of overtime. it's as if my apathy, aimlessness, and wanderlust have been focused into something genuinely productive.