And angry faces, aparently. Been super sick this week. And super busy with poster business.
It's gotten to the point where I could believe they don't actually have a poster to print. That I'm just being given assignments and changes. Or that I'm just imagining the revision emails I get, constantly. Like Rod Stewart is gonna step out from behind a curtain and start up: "We have here, the artist. Toiling feverishly to complete a work no one will ever see." Like it was all a big joke at my expense.
God I hope I'm just paranoid because I'm sick and tired and not because I've been forever soured toward working on graphic design projects.
