It's that time of the month again. Crunch time. Every now and then a pitch (where we lock horns with other agencies for a job or account) is thrown onto our laps and we scramble like headless chickens to do our darndest to bring home the bacon.
That's been pretty much my whole week. It's funny that since Saturday I haven't even been able to go to Megamall and deliver a load of Angel Ace Again #4 at the request of a reader. Haven't had time.
Still, I can't complain. The work gives me what I need to get on with my life, live the way I want and even indulge in my interests and passions with impunity.
And speaking of passions, I've got to get cracking on the Siglo pages once I get to breathe again... Yikes...