| Do You Has? |
[Apr. 22nd, 2008|04:00 am] |
You know I just now realized that I haven't invited anyone round these parts to Team /X/. Weird.
In case you're curious, Team /X/ is a paranormal investigation organization forged from a desire for a more "interactive" /x/. /X/, in case you were wondering, is the paranormal board on 4chan, 7chan and a number of other chans. The board houses discussions on various paranormal phenomenon and, theoretically, exists to investigate claims and report back on them. If all goes right I, one of the founding members of the team, will be heading the first investigation. Anyway, if any of you are in any way interested, feel free to sign up at the link provided below. Warning: Members of Team /X/ tend to be members of Anonymous, and can therefore be difficult people to deal with. If you are easily offended you may wish to reconsider application.
Still Interested? Inquire Within. |
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| Pseudo-Normalcy |
[Apr. 25th, 2007|02:40 am] |
| [ | music |
| | Al Green - Let's Stay Together | ] |
In light of the events of the past year, things have finally returned to normal. Don't get me wrong. The journey back to "normal" was long and hard and painful and involved a lot of unhealthy memory repression. And on top of that, "back to normal" isn't really a good place for me. Normal is soul-crushingly boring, soul-crushingly tedious and just generally soul-crushing.
1. The events extending from last fall up until February have almost nearly been forgotten. As I've said, this has involved a shit-ton of avoidance involving those certain stimulii that are saturated with memories of that time. And it's been damn hard too. Every bit of music I listened to during that time is just filled to the brim with some bit of that atmosphere at the time, so it's still going to be quite a while before I can listen to most of that stuff.
This has also meant that I'm going back on that promise that I made which, for me, is a cardinal sin. I'm still feeling fairly guilty for that, but I've made a two-fold decision. First of all, chivalry and nobility is completely pointless if nobody else is going to give a shit. Second, maybe just this once, I'm going to actually look out for myself as opposed to placing someone else as a higher priority. This isn't a permenant thing really. I'll go back to being honorable and what have you as soon as I run into someone who gives a rat's ass.
2. Even though that problem is mostly out of the way, that still leaves me with the existential dilemma that is my boring and worthless state of being. I do essentially nothing, I am constantly bored out of my mind and work is devouring my soul. It's even more disconcerting seeing that everyone around has at least something going for them. Of course, I don't really have that many people around me anymore which is also kinda disheartening in and of itself.
3. I have found something that has kept me rather satisfied the past week or so. The only problem is that it is really expensive and really fucking pathetic. Warhammer 40,000. I started playing Dawn of War on PC which got me thinking about downloading the rulebook for the tabletop game, just out of curiosity. Well, that was a mistake. Everytime I read a rulebook of some sort like that, I get an intense desire to play said game. Well, last week I decided to actually give it a shot so I bought a Tau Fire Warrior team to start my army. It's a stupid idea to do this because it's very expensive and it's also incredibly fucking dorky. But those hours I spent putting those models together the other night were very contented hours. For the first time in a long time I was occupied with something that wasn't working or milling around depressing thoughts. Presntly I'm finding people to play with me. Oh well, I guess I just needed a hobby to keep myself from going totally insane. |
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| 1991-2007 |
[Feb. 19th, 2007|06:41 pm] |
I was waiting for it. I knew things weren't shitty enough to begin with, so there had to be one GIGANTIC shit waiting to occur at just the wrong moment. Well, it occured.
My dog Max is gone. Last week, he started having problems standing up and he started getting sick. Well, he was getting slighly better as the week went on, but Saturday he had another spell and couldn't stand at all. Sunday comes and he still hasn't moved. He'd barely eaten anything in the past week and he wasn't wanting to go out to the bathroom. We tried to help him getting up but it seemed like it was hurting him. He started turning his head in a funny way every time he looked up, which points to neurological problems. It was incredibly sad.
Today, at 12:15 AM, he was put to sleep. It hurt very much to know that it was coming. I stayed there with him during it and held his head. Almost instantly he laid his head down and drifted off. After a couple seconds the doctor said "He's gone". I just kinda lost it at that point.
Now, everytime I turn the corner into the living room I expect to see him but he's not there. He's not sleeping behind the back door when I open it to come in. He's not going to be there to greet me when I wake up.
He was 15. He lived a nice long life and it's best that he was taken care of so he didn't have to endure the inevitable suffering that was coming. But he's been there for me for most of my life and now that he's gone......... I just don't know what to do. |
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| Continued |
[Oct. 19th, 2006|08:36 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Indescribably Strange | ] |
| [ | music |
| | My Chemical Romance - Hang 'Em High | ] |
Not much to say really. I worked. It was crap. Nothing new. I still feel really weird. I feel half good half terrible and it's making my head collapse into a heap of stupid. |
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| Bored. Not Sleep. Halloween |
[Oct. 2nd, 2006|05:36 am] |
For my costume, as you know, I'm doing a vampire. Not just a crappy vampire like other people do. A vampire with flair.
Halloween Costume Part 1: The Shirt.
Here is a rough version of the design I'm gonna put on the shirt. After I'm done putting the design on it, I'll probably "improve" it like the rest of the clothes I'll wear by taking it to the shooting range and putting a few bullets through it.
There are really only a couple of ways that people do a vampire costume.
1. The Victorian Vampire. Dress or nice clothes with a pale face and fangs. Dracula but poorly done.
2. The Modern Vampire. Street clothes with fangs.
My version is going to be based on number 2, but with personality. I want his clothes to be really roughed up, like he's actually been through a fight or two, and just overall give him a mundane but subtly disturbing sort of appearance. Whether or not I can pull this off, I don't know. I'll just give it a try though. More later when I have something. |
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| Resistance |
[Sep. 28th, 2006|03:04 am] |
| [ | music |
| | The Monsters - Creature From The Black Lagoon | ] |
Today could have been better. I woke up, did nothing, watched Creature From the Black Lagoon. I had dinner and watched TV while it hailed. Drew a little then went to Jamie's and broke her sink for her. While there, Jennifer called me and asked if I wanted to go with her to a play at UE (FUCK YEAH!) on Saturday afternoon (SON OF A BITCH!). I told her that I would like nothing more than to go with her but I would be contemplating my own death at work. Grumblefuckingshitcocksuckingness. Regardless, it makes me feel kinda nice that she called and asked me if I wanted to do something with her.
I had a new idea for a story/comic. I've got a basic story and the three main characters, it just needs a little fleshing out. Maybe I'll post some of it when I get a chance. I still need a name for the story and names for the characters. Guess I'll think on that.
Work tomorrow (today). Suck. Sleep. |
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| Schluchtenscheißer |
[Sep. 20th, 2006|02:21 am] |
The title has nothing to do with this entry. I just thought it was funny.
So I went to Nate's class and saw Jennifer. We talked. She wasn't at 80's night on Friday because she was sick, it turns out. Apparently she tried to call me on Saturday, which is kinda nice, but my phone is made of cock and was dead or something. Anyway, I caught her after class and actually asked her out. To my intense delight she said yes. Sooooooooooooo yeah. Also, she said she'll be there on Friday night too, so fun fun yeah. My problem still remains that I have no idea what to do. I'll probably leave it mostly up to her.
In other important news, Halloween is coming. I had an idea for a costume but, as usual, I've come up with about ten million more. But I'm thinking about doing something a little different this year. Different for me anyway. This Halloween is going to be about getting back to good old fashioned awesome, so I'm thinking about doing a nice iconic sort of costume. Something that really screams Halloween. I was halfway considering doing a vampire, but rather than just do a shitty job like nearly everyone else does, I wanna take my time to put something REALLY good together. Think it through quite a bit and not just do white makeup and teeth. I wanna make it look really good. Go and show everyone how to be a good vampire. I'm thinking some pale makeup with a hint of gray added to it. Let natural light work with what I have. I won't do that stupid drawn in cheekbones and shit like that. Maybe add some faint veins along the edge of my face. Dark eyeshadow with a hint of red to add that real sickly sort of dead look. Various other things. Clothes-wise I was thinking just standard style street clothes, but with a bit of flair. Jeans with holes and scrapes, maybe some blood stains. A t-shirt of my own design. A long coat that's torn and possibly riddled with bullet holes (meaning I'll have to my stuff to the shooting range and blast some holes through it. You know I'm all about authenticity). Maybe some various fun accesories. A necklace with a bunch of crosses on it or something. Who knows. I've got a while to think about it.
I'm going to bed. |
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| 80's Night #3 |
[Sep. 9th, 2006|03:11 am] |
Tonight was SUPER fucked up. It started with me working, as usual. It sucked, whatever. 80's night. I got ready, we got there and........... nobody was there. Okay, we're early. We waited. Played some pool. No one there. Fuck. Getting pissed. Another 20 minutes. Nobody. FUCK. Went with Nate to get some food. Already fairly drunk and therefore super depressed. Got back, not expecting much. There were people there though. But not the one I was lookning for. But I looked again and she was there. (Okay, some back story. After a couple of drinks and a lot of pondering, I gave in and decided that I really like this girl. I don't know why exactly. I don't know her that well but she's really super cute [short brownish hair and dark thick glasses. Glasses = SUPER cute, especially the really thick ones] she seems really nice, she dances very well and that smile she shoots me every once in a while makes heart skip a beat [thought I'd get a little melodramatic there. I'm drunk. I'm still quite serious though, just more open]. So I thought about it and decided I'm really gonna try something. So it took a night of me dancing and drinking (a lot), but at the end of the night I told her goodbye and gave her my phone number.
Now for some pessimism. I get to spend the next week realizing what I did and knowing that she's not going to call me. This is the first time I've actually ever done this so I really can't imagine it working. So insane depressing is going to probably follow soon, followed then by total contempt and me swearing off women and becoming a monk. Yeah, I'm a total shut-in. Leave me alone.
I'm going to sleep now with a really strange sensation of being half happy and proud/horrified and depressed. We'll see how that works. |
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| Come On, Eileen |
[Sep. 2nd, 2006|04:30 am] |
| [ | music |
| | Dexy's Midnight Runners - Come On Eileen | ] |
I think today was probably the best day I've ever experienced. I know it was a good day, because when I think back on this evening I just can't help but smile and laugh.
First off was work. It was work, but it wasn't as bad as I had thought it was going to be. There weren't too many people who came in so that was a bonus. After work though, it was solid gold. Went to Old Chicago, had some mozerella (probably spelled wrong. Drunk and uncaring) sticks and a pint of Guiness. Went home, got dressed and ready. 11 o clock, Nate showed up and we went to Hammerheads. Got there, loud music and a jack and coke as always. Not many people on the floor (only about 2), so I was a little disheartened. Then about halfway through my J&C that girl showed up. The cute one with glasses I mentioned last time (her name is Jennifer as I found out). At about that time also, Sabrina and Casey showed up which is kinda cool. Talked to them for a few, downed some more courage juice and moved out to the dance floor. I began my nights mindless dancing (which a couple people have said is actually not too bad). Most of the night I danced with Jennifer but at several different points I did a round with this blonde girl, some girl with short and dark hair who turned out to be Bruce's sister, and maybe another one or two. Either way, It was close to about 3 solid hours of dancing with very few breaks. On the way out I actually got to talk to Jennifer for a minute. She seemed impressed at my ability to dance constantly while wearing my black blazer and not dying a horrible death. I told her good night and I got a rather nice hug.
Now for the pain. As a result of my evening, I have the following pains. Intense stiffening of my right leg joint complete with crippling pain, massive neck ache from throwing my head around 80's style all night, and a terrible swelling of my left hand because I managed to accidently punch a wall while I was running to tell Joe bye. Also, I got too damn close to the speaker and my hearing is severly comprimised. Tomorrow (today) is going to be a hideous pain filled day, but it will all be totally worth it because of several things:
1. They played "Thriller". The weird blonde girl complained to Nate because I requested Thriller and she didn't know how to dance to it. Whatever. It was da best.
2. They played "Mr Roboto" and I got to do the robot. Nuff said.
and thrid and best of all
3. They played my current favoritest song "Come On, Eileen" which I, again, got to dance to with Jennifer.
I've got a weird sorta feeling about her. I'm kinda getting to like her. It's kinda cool cause stuff like this just doesn't usually happen to me. I go there, she happens to show up, we dance till I'm totally crippled. Tom and Nate were bitching at me all night to get her number, but I was just having so much actual fun that I just never thought about it. Oddly enough though, I have an outside connection to her, being Nate. It turns out that she's in his Film class. I may have him pass a message along to her or something.
There are really too many awesome things to point out at the moment. I'm really friggin tired and there are just too many random details to point out. I guess if anyone really cares, just ask me in person. It's easy to talk than to type while I'm becoming undrunk.
To sleep. But first, I really need to brush my teeth. |
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| I Don't even Know |
[Sep. 1st, 2006|01:00 am] |
| [ | music |
| | Three Dog Night - Old Fashion Love Song | ] |
I'm stuck. Not a blasted thought worth thinking has entered my head in the past month. I really want to draw something, but I have nothing. Not just designs or something. ANYTHING. Fucking anything. I have no ideas. Basically, I have a desperate need for some sort of inspiration. Unfortunately, I'm terrible at finding inspiration, so I really don't even know where to begin there either. Son of a bitch. Maybe I'll just keep a close eye on people tomorrow night. Maybe someone will inspire me. Or not. Which would suck. Damn. I could just go ahead and draw something, but that never really works. Everything I draw without inspiration ends up looking like total crap. No soul, no drawing. No draw, no productivity.
I dunno. If anyone has ANYTHING they think might be inspiring just throw it at me. Anything would help.
I guess I'm gonna make some new play lists while I'm not sleep and not doing anything else productive. |
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| Heartwarming |
[Aug. 31st, 2006|06:39 pm] |
Nothing in particularly interesting to say. Just seeing Nickelback having rocks thrown at them on stage kinda warms my heart:
Cockles of Heart = Warmed |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 31st, 2006|02:35 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | bored beyond death | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Kill Hannah - Kennedy | ] |
I am bored beyond belief. I have done absolutely nothing for the past three days and it has sucked. I also slept really late today (yesterday) so now I'm going to be staying up late with absolutely nothing to do. I can't come up with any designs, I can't think of anything to make, I'm I've paced up and down the Internet for three days and I'm bored with it. Pretty much my week has been waiting for Friday to get here. Even then I have to go to work, which sucks. After work will be gold, but until then, crap
God, I was even bored enough to actually change my Myspace page.
Everything is so uninteresting at the moment, I don't really have anything else to say. I'm just typing to keep myself busy.
I found a band called Kill Hannah. I'm not sure if I like them or not. They're kinda interesting I guess, but still have that "meh" sort of sound that all modern stuff does. They're okay I guess. |
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| Some Tests |
[Aug. 20th, 2006|04:22 am] |
Pure Force
You prefer 86 % Aggression and 26 % Cunning! |
Power, muscle, and overwhelming force. These have your utmost respect,
and to you, they are the sole guarantees of victory. To crush a weaker
opponent with unopposable stregth, this is the way. When I asked you
about Nixon vs. the tawny bunny, it didn't matter to you that the bunny
is probably smarter. It was just important that, as a human President,
Richard Nixon out-wieghed him by 180 lbs. Thus, we'll have rabbit stew
and not dick tacos for dinner.
You don't shy away from the tough facts, and that, in and of itself, is
a strength. |  |
My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 99% on Aggression | | You scored higher than 0% on Intelligence |
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Don't Panic!
79 |
Ok, chances are you are an intelligent thoughtful individual who thinks
about the big things such as purpose and life just a little more than
you would like. 'Ignorance is bliss' takes on a whole new meaning to
you. You maybe feel alone or isolated from those around you , it feels
as if you are the only one that percieves the world in the way you do.
Life is often fustrating as you strive to find some great purpose or
happiness, though if you're honest with yourself you are not sure that
such a thing exists.
Some people can happily get on with life in this state of mind, others
have more difficulty dealing with it all.. If you are one of the latter
then it might not hurt to read up about Existential Depression, and
other depression disorders. From there seeking proffessional help or at
least finding someone to share your feelings with can be the best way
to go. No matter how much it sometimes seems like it it is important to
rememebr that you really aren't alone, there are others out there that
think like you do and feel like you do, and many studies into how to
deal with such feelings and what causes them.
Stay strong.Feel free to say hello if you need to chat! | | |
My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 58% on score |
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The Strong Zombie
You scored 42 Violence, 12 Holiness, 32 Reasonableness, and 15 Focus! |
Wow! You have a good balance: you are prepared for normal obstacles as
well as zombies. You are also prepared for any kind of zombie, no
matter what the cause.
The unfortunate part of your category is that it doesn't tend to have a
goal other than survival. My advice? Find yourself a leader for when
the shit hits the fan. |  |
My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 0% on Violence | | You scored higher than 0% on Holiness | | You scored higher than 0% on Reasonableness | | You scored higher than 0% on Focus |
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The Great Leader
You scored 72 Strength, 64 Intelligance, 59 Morality, and 79 Survival Rate! |
Look around at the burnt out husk of our once great civilization. It's
all yours baby! Your empire of dirt. You got high scores in all the
places that matter. The world is yours. You can do with it what you
will.
Hail to the king baby. |  |
My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 84% on Strength | | You scored higher than 30% on Guile | | You scored higher than 71% on Morality | | You scored higher than 51% on Survival Rate |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 22nd, 2006|12:46 am] |
I'm not even sure how to describe today. It started crappy, obviously, because I woke up and had to go to work. Fun. It got momentarily crappy as I found out Dave was on the rag about the store because the owner's about to come down. Fun. So I look at the list of shit that needs to be done and decide today will be bad. Well, it turned out not so bad because we weren't that busy. We worked most of the day, but not with people so I felt like I accomplished something. Also the day went by fast. After work, Huddle House. Yum. After that, Clerks II. Spectacular. Then it went to shit. In the last hour, the culmination of my day, it went to shit. We were supposed to go to Hammerheads. Z bailed. She usually drinks very little, so she usually drives. No driver. Well damn. Nate immediately asks me to drive, thus defeating my purpose in going which was get very drunk. So plans cancelled. I come home. Rain. Fuck. Start mother griping about my dad being the root of all evil and how I have no personality of my own, just the one I inherited from him. Insert random threats about keeping my room clean by pain of humilition or disrespect for my property.
So my day has been shot. Like a movie with no climax. Just a shitty poorly thought out ending.
I'm going to go to sleep with the promise of waking up to experience the dissatisfaction with my current station in life all for the sake of a crappy pay check.
Also, I have to get a new job that I'm going to hate as well. I'm poor and I now have to pay insurance and I need health insurance. No good.
FATE: "Here John! Here's a sudden heaping of responsibility, the likes of which you've never seen before!"
ME: "WOW! Thanks Fate! You butt-fucking, syphilis-infected dick-stain!"
*note. "Dick-stain" is stolen from Clerks II
*Outlook On The World Bonus Feature* You know. I just realized that almost all of my current problems have stemmed from a sudden explosion of ambition. I'm pretty sure that I would have been happier had I not had ambition. I would be happier if I liked school and didn't think it was a total waste of my time. I would be happier had I just decided to go to school, get a job, pay the government and die.
Or maybe I'm just saying this because I'm tired, I hate living with my mother and I really wanted to get drunk tonight.
In the end, I guess I just have to realize that Randall's right. It's better to do your own thing than to spend your life working for some other asshole. |
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| God Save Us |
[Jul. 11th, 2006|02:21 am] |
You know, I feel really terrible. But in a strange sort of way. I feel really terrible for everyone else. It just seems like everyone I know is going through something horrible.
My Mom's new job is horrible. It's driving her into the ground while she's trying hard to support the two of us.
While a lot of it he did bring on himself, I still feel bad about my Dad's situation. He just isn't the same.
My dog is getting old. He has arthritis so it hurts him to go down the stairs. I feel bad every time I have to watch him do it.
Z 's gone through so much in the past month I can't even begin to imagine how she feels. She's lost her mother, her father's in physical therapy and her brother's an insufferable piece of shit.,
My Grandma can bearly remember anyone anymore.
My Aunt Carol is dying of cancer.
The lives of the people I care about are falling apart and I really don't think that there's anything I can do about it. That really hurts.
I'm going to sleep so I don't have to think about it. |
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| "..." |
[Jun. 19th, 2006|05:22 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Various Negative Emotions | ] |
| [ | music |
| | A-Ha - Take On Me | ] |
So things aren't so good at the moment. It's just strange how things went from 0 to REALLYFUCKINGCOMPLICATED in the matter of about two months.
Anyway, I still need a new job, but there are essentially no options. There seem to be things that I'm not qualified for or things that I would rather shoot myself in the leg than apply for. I need a new car but I have no money. I just have to hope insurance will give me enough to make a down payment for something that doesn't suck ass. Fortunately, my family is quite nice. My Mom says she'll help me a bit and my grandparents offered to help too. I've found a few options thus far, but regardless of what I pick, I will have no money until a.) it is payed off, or until b.) I get a better job.
Still phone calls to make regarding the wreck. Not so terrible as it is tedious.
Either way, I have no money. Sadly, it's the thing that I need the most at the moment. I need a car, I need a sewing dummy, I need a serger, I need a better sewing machine, I need fabric, I need buttons and thread and leather and a camera and pattern paper and pencils and erasers and sketchbooks and a table and at least 10,000,000 other things that I can't come up with at the moment.
Also, I'm going to cave in the face of the next person who gives me a reality check.
My finger still hurts. If it still hurts by the end of next week I'm declaring it broken and I'll consider going to the doctor.
I've also been considering the possibility that my business will fail (the result of assholes with reality checks). If I fail then I will spend the rest of my life working to make some other goofy motherfucker rich. I will be that cog in the proverbial machine which will do the work for some rich cocksucker so he can stay rich. I'm not down with that. I guess fail just isn't an option. Whatever.
I'm tired. |
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| Deliberations, Considerations and Conflagrations |
[Jun. 9th, 2006|04:55 am] |
| [ | music |
| | Hideki Naganuma - I Love Love Love You (JSRF Version) | ] |
So I've had to do some thinking again as of late. I've had a job offer for a place that could give me full time hours, better pay and benefits. This would be good, but there are problems.
Full Time. This wouldn't be a problem if I wasn't starting a business. If I take this job it will become "My Job" and I won't have anytime for my business. Essentially here is the problem. I take the job and I have the money to buy what I need to get my business started but then I never have the time to actually have a business. On the other hand, if I don't take it I have all the time I need, but far less money to get started. I'm still considering the latter route though. I told Jamie about the job and she says I'll probably be miserable and I"m inclined to agree with her. 1, because it doesn't really sound like something I want to do, and 2, she said the same thing about IU and she was completely right. So I might just listen to her.
Maybe I can find a second part time job that wouldn't be too miserable. If I could get something like Joe has to go along with McVan's I'd be alright. Then I could get a little more money and still have some time to work. That would be nice. If my only options are other things like McVan's I probably won't do it. Too miserable.
Anyway, I've got some designs done in the past couple weeks and I have a few more advertising ideas. I just need to start executing these things. Soon hopefully.
That is all. |
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| GET TO WORK! |
[May. 17th, 2006|05:22 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | revolution | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  determined | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Faithless - God Is A DJ | ] |
So, today (hopefully) I start the Grande Experiement.
Problem 1: I don't get to sleep until 6:30 or 7. This makes me sleep until 4 in the afternoon. This is bad. So, in a drastic effort to fix this problem, I'm going to stay awake until 11 tomorrow night. I hope. It will be damn hard, but I'm gonna try it. I've only stayed awake past 24 hours once and that was hard enough. Of course, that time it wasn't intentional. Maybe I can do it. It's gonna take lots of caffine to pull it off. And breakfast. I think I'm gonna make breakfast later. Yeah.
Problem 2: I've been having some difficulty coming up with good designs. Designs for girls I can do. That' easy. But I'm still running dry. Designs for guys, short of the weird Victorian/Steampunk stuff I'm doing, no ideas at all. But, Inspiration has struck. I was watching Cecil B. Demented and I realized that most of the characters had really interesting clothes. Then, I realized the style that linked them all together. They all looked like they were bought at a thrift shop and then modified. Yes. As such, I've decided to use the Found Object method for my first real designs. YAY! By the way, thanks Tom donating the video. I probably wouldn't have thought of it had I not seen it again. ^_^
Problem 3: I really wanna go to sleep now. That kinda sucks. My plan is already failing. No solution to this one.
Problem 4. I have a headache. I could take medicine, but I'd probably get tired and fall asleep without it. |
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