Well, we gave it our best shot, and sent it off to the Viridian folk via the WELL (shouldn't it be WE'LL? oh well, can't change history) and then couldn't sleep for a bizzillion hours. At like 3 in the morning.
Now, this could be because the neighbors were having a Sunday night party, playing 70's Spanish-language musicals at 90db into the airshaft, but the reality of it was I was both excited and nervous. What if my server goes down? What if no one appreciates that I imagined a robot skunk instead of a robot dog? What if no one wants to write me a fat check to keep developing the pets of the future? What if? if? if?
Putting yourself out there, trusting in the world to work the way you'd desperately like it to can give you chest pains. I must Zen now, and come back to earth.
Ooooh I hope someone likes the Snunk, tho. It's much more exciting than message boards.
By Psydeshow on September 30, 2002 at 9:47pm