adaline

Black Lung

I have registered my business - Black Lung, so look out for a line commin out soon plus a website (I'm setting up most of it myself, it's been a few years so I'm having to retrain myself with most of it - especially since I want to use strick XHTML and css.) Hoodies, tanks, t's for ghouls and guys, perhaps other household goods too eventually. All my apparel is ordered through American Apparel, for now because I'm still researching and trying to find other wholesalers that are anti-sweatshop.

Ran into a problem with my last burn though, emulsions gone bad. FUCK. Now I have to wait through the weekend to pick up some fresh emul. from Midwest. Anger! Yet, it will give me time to finish my design for the red dresses I have. Wish me luck all. I just want to print!

In other news, my current job as a merchandiser is not going well. My boss is a power hungry asshole who I have had to restrain myself from punching many a times. Crazy Trex. If all goes well I get to go to work on Monday, chew her out, hand her a scathing (but professional) letter and walk out. I can't feel sorry for her. Yea, yea, so you went to school for literature and now your a merchandiser for life. That is your fuckin fault not ours, so suck it up and change something. Don't take it out on your hard working employees. I have no pity for you. And guess what? I'm going to do everything in my power to ruin you because you have no right to treat anybody the way you do. I care too much about your employees to leave without a fight.

I was offered a job friday with a metal finishing company, which working with a bunch of guys printing on metal all day sounds like a dream come true, especially with the pay they are offering me. (Sorry ladies, but I swear to god some of you are the hardest people to work with ever). Problem is, they want lots and lots of overtime from me since they are understaffed. The overtime would only last a few months, but it still cuts into my own print time.

And what do I do now? I drink. I hope to god that my hard work will lead me somewhere and that someone will like my line. I put my blood sweat and tears into it, every minute I am not workin to pay my bills.

Lastly, I want to give a shoutout to the folks at the metal finishing plant for giving me the opportunity to work with my hands and do what I love and pay me what I'm worth. There are still good employers out there. Good people who will treat you like family.

To the rest of you - good luck in your endeavors. I chose this life of wanting to print, so I don't talk to many people or go out much and sometimes my heart sinks because of it. My bones hurt and I miss Chicago so much. Even with the cold and heat, the smells, you are in my heart. If i am lucky I will see you and all the fuckin rad people out there again soon. Thanks for making me feel at home in your city.

all my blood,

xoxoxo Addy