(Yule)
(Isle)
Friday, November 21, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
I'm allowed to do this.
Yes, I took this and designed it.
Where did your last kiss take place?
A bus stop.
Who knows a secret or two about you?
Wesley.
Four words to explain why you last threw up?
No thanks, that's gross.
Have you ever burned yourself?
(sigh) I was a sous chef...
What is crazy to you?
Not much. Just different fads and such.
Who is probably talking a load of crap about you right now?
I hope nobody! If you are, let's talk face to face? I'll buy you tea?
Who is your hero?
Parents, easily.
Would you ever want to be a supermodel?
Hmm. Maybe! I'd like to model the Sham-Wow! please.
Who is the most experimental person you know?
Isaac Newton. We're not on speaking terms right now... On account of him being dead.
Do you tell white lies?
If it was like, saving somebody from death by shark-tank? Yes.
When is your next party?
Christmas! *sigh* Everyone will be back from out of state and there will be an epic party at Kit's house.
Who do you want to be with right now?
Oh, honestly. Like everyone doesn't know the answer to this, already.
How do you handle a break up?
Insert headphones>scroll to MUSIC>ARTIST>D>DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL>PLAY ALL
Your motivation for tomorrow?
Well. every morning is kind of a gift. It goes like this: *wakes up* "I'm awake? Righteous! Thanks for another day, JC!"
Do you know what you will wear tomorrow?
V-Neck, jeans, Onitsuka Tigers.
Last person to make you laugh?
Andrew. We were talkin' ZOOM.
Last thing you ate?
Triscuits. Seriously. It's like a meal with 4 corners.
Have you ever accidentally eaten an insect?
*sigh*
Have you ever dropped food on the floor and eaten it?
Dry food falls, 5 secs is okay. Anything else/more is game over, man.
Do you kiss your pets on the mouth?
I have no pet! ;_; I want an Australian Terrier, so I can name him Brock... And put a Bandanna around his neck.
Do you talk baby talk?
All the time, duh. Goo. Gah.
What serial killer do you find most disturbing?
Cap'n Crunch. Get it? Get it? HAR!
Do you watch court tv?
I honestly do not watch a thing during the school year.
Would you ever work in a retirement home?
I DID. Wow. Never expect to be asked that question.
Do you believe plants have feelings?
No! *stomps on fern*
Do you laugh at people with bowl haircuts?
HECK YES. Can I get an amen, Aubrey? (Denis The Menis lawlz)
If you could fly, where would you go first?
New York! Get a slice o' da pizza!! 'EY, TONY!
Do you prefer boats or planes?
PLANES. I love the airport. It is honestly one of my favorite places on earth.
Love or lust?
Love. Always love.
One best friend or 10 aquaintances?
One.
Favorite food?
Mexican or Thai.
What upcoming event are you waiting and ready for?
Well, sheesh. This one is easy, too.
Current smell?
Tattoo lotion.
What was the last thing you ordered at McDonalds?
Grosss.
Are you an emotional person?
Ish?
Do you like your name?
I love my name! Just don't spell it with an -h or I'll cut you!
Do you have plans this weekend?
Yeah!... Oh, what? No I'm not giving you all the details!
When did your last relationship end?
None of the internets business! :D
What are you listening to right now?
Dog barking on my street.
Biggest fear?
Drowning. Long childhood story...
How long have you been a part of myspace?
3 years?
Favorite place to be?
Anywhere there's people I love, I'm good.
What are you wearing right now?
v-neck and flannel pants.
Does anyone hate you?
Three Days Grace.
How many people do you trust fully?
A lot, actually. I trust a lot of people because I like to hold out for the good in them.
Did you have fun doing this?
Not as much as I thought I would, actually. What a bummer!
Are you thinking of someone right now?
Seriously. Do I have to say it?
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
RE: Animal Crossing
This is a blog response to DudeNeedaEaseOnUp's blog about Animal Crossing
So for those of you who don't know, I recently bought the game Animal Crossing: City Folk on John's recommendation. With the new Wii Speak mic and wi-fi, I have been able to play/talk to John for the past couple times I've played.
So far, I really dig it and can't wait to make my house nicer/design more nice clothes. I am quite proud of my Mii making abilities, as I'm told mine looks like me. This is because I spend a shameful amount of time making them juuust right.
Anyway here are some pics!
CLICK TO VIEW FULL PICTURE
I love the puns in this game.
No, seriously. I love these puns.
This is what I will look like at the Midnight Premier of Twilight.
But it's cool! I payed off my mortgage! Who wants to come over?
So for those of you who don't know, I recently bought the game Animal Crossing: City Folk on John's recommendation. With the new Wii Speak mic and wi-fi, I have been able to play/talk to John for the past couple times I've played.
So far, I really dig it and can't wait to make my house nicer/design more nice clothes. I am quite proud of my Mii making abilities, as I'm told mine looks like me. This is because I spend a shameful amount of time making them juuust right.
Anyway here are some pics!
CLICK TO VIEW FULL PICTURE
I love the puns in this game.
No, seriously. I love these puns.
This is what I will look like at the Midnight Premier of Twilight.
But it's cool! I payed off my mortgage! Who wants to come over?
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Sometimes, you just have to make some art.
I think that when you're an art student/art major, you expend such a ludicrous amount of time and energy into your assigned work that you never have enough to make anything for yourself.
For the past couple months, I haven't sketched, etched, scribbled, traced, transfered, rendered or inked unless it was homework. I think we ought to make a habit of making at least one piece of art every day, however great or small, for our own sake. Keeps the right muscles flexing and all of the gears turning.
So anyway, I decided that I'd finally make something on my own accord today, and I made an ink drawing!
Unfortunately for the girl who's work that was up during the critique, I will never know what she was showing because I was buried in my sketchbook.
Moment of silence.
Anyway, here's what I sketched/brushed in ink and colored when I got home:
CLICK TO SEE FULL PICTURE (Blogspot really loved to crop everything)
For the past couple months, I haven't sketched, etched, scribbled, traced, transfered, rendered or inked unless it was homework. I think we ought to make a habit of making at least one piece of art every day, however great or small, for our own sake. Keeps the right muscles flexing and all of the gears turning.
So anyway, I decided that I'd finally make something on my own accord today, and I made an ink drawing!
Unfortunately for the girl who's work that was up during the critique, I will never know what she was showing because I was buried in my sketchbook.
Moment of silence.
Anyway, here's what I sketched/brushed in ink and colored when I got home:
CLICK TO SEE FULL PICTURE (Blogspot really loved to crop everything)
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Oh, new threads.
So I got a Student Refund Check back from my school for $1,400.
Thassa whole lot of money, but darnit, I'm being a good kid.
I did decide, however, that I would let myself play with a little of the money.
Sooo, let me show you what I got!
Sailor Shirt. Ahoy, there.
Soft green-blue v-neck. Seafoam?
Purple v-neck! This is a little more muted/less saturated than my other one.
Grey v-neck. This one is UN-super v.
Belt! No lameleather, here.
Scarf! WOOP.
Striped tank top that I've been pining after for a while now.
All that shirt changing and Photo Booth-ing made me too lazy to adjust my hair for every picture. Also, I need a hair cut real bad.
Thassa whole lot of money, but darnit, I'm being a good kid.
I did decide, however, that I would let myself play with a little of the money.
Sooo, let me show you what I got!
Sailor Shirt. Ahoy, there.
Soft green-blue v-neck. Seafoam?
Purple v-neck! This is a little more muted/less saturated than my other one.
Grey v-neck. This one is UN-super v.
Belt! No lameleather, here.
Scarf! WOOP.
Striped tank top that I've been pining after for a while now.
All that shirt changing and Photo Booth-ing made me too lazy to adjust my hair for every picture. Also, I need a hair cut real bad.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Where you get them jeans?
WARNING: This blog entry will contain an elephantine agglomeration of denim. You know, like, jeans and jeans-related matters. Do not fret, dear reader as I will try to make this as enthralling as possible.
To get more specific in my specificity, I want to talk about The Perfect Pair of Jeans; hitherto referred as T2POJ. (pronounces "tee-to-pee-oh-jay"... Did you say it out loud, yet?)
You own several pairs of jeans, whether it be 3 pairs or 13 pairs. You wear any of them throughout the week, sometimes the same pair more than once, because they all look relatively good on you and they get the job of covering your legs done. However, if you know ahead of time that you're going to be in a scenario where you want to impress; a situation where your security and self-esteem is imperative, there is a singular pair of jeans that you must have freshly washed and dried for this event. These are your T2POJ.
Once I have found my T2POJ, I will do the best I can to wear them any time I go to a nice dinner with friends, when I am around attractive company and any kind of event that warrants them, really. Eventually, I know these jeans will become faded and less stiff/starchy, and in my experience, get some kind of hole ripped in a very inconvenient, groinal location. Also, it is very likely that this hole will be ripped during a time where one least wants a crotch hole to be ripped into their pants.
But I digress.
Any way, I have found this pair of jeans and I absolutely want to buy 100 more pairs of them. Yes, this is slightly cartoonish, a closet lined with the identical pair of jeans, but it is so worth it. Because the only feeling that rivals finding T2POJ, is the feeling of trepidation one gets browsing shelves, finding out that [x] clothing company has discontinued this "fit".
Long story short, I freaking love these jeans.
To get more specific in my specificity, I want to talk about The Perfect Pair of Jeans; hitherto referred as T2POJ. (pronounces "tee-to-pee-oh-jay"... Did you say it out loud, yet?)
You own several pairs of jeans, whether it be 3 pairs or 13 pairs. You wear any of them throughout the week, sometimes the same pair more than once, because they all look relatively good on you and they get the job of covering your legs done. However, if you know ahead of time that you're going to be in a scenario where you want to impress; a situation where your security and self-esteem is imperative, there is a singular pair of jeans that you must have freshly washed and dried for this event. These are your T2POJ.
Once I have found my T2POJ, I will do the best I can to wear them any time I go to a nice dinner with friends, when I am around attractive company and any kind of event that warrants them, really. Eventually, I know these jeans will become faded and less stiff/starchy, and in my experience, get some kind of hole ripped in a very inconvenient, groinal location. Also, it is very likely that this hole will be ripped during a time where one least wants a crotch hole to be ripped into their pants.
But I digress.
Any way, I have found this pair of jeans and I absolutely want to buy 100 more pairs of them. Yes, this is slightly cartoonish, a closet lined with the identical pair of jeans, but it is so worth it. Because the only feeling that rivals finding T2POJ, is the feeling of trepidation one gets browsing shelves, finding out that [x] clothing company has discontinued this "fit".
Long story short, I freaking love these jeans.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Nerdout.
[x]
Vintage Star Wars T-Shirt?
[x]
Single light source; the glow of my moniter?
[x]
Soup, heavy on the broccoli?
[x]
Cup-o-mug with a bunch of cartoon hearts on it?
[x]
Looks about right.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
I took a photograph (Under The Auburn Sky)
These are not the polished words,
I wish that I could write.
But I will leave you undisturbed under The Auburn Sky.
I will think my thoughts and hope my hopes,
And consider your reply.
But I will never ask a thing of you,
Under The Auburn Sky.
I lack the speeches, quotes and songs,
The ink wells have run dry.
But I still sit and picture you,
Under The Auburn Sky.
I forget the pieces in my old age,
Like the color of your eyes,
And I wonder if you live and breathe,
Under The Auburn Sky.
How would we spend our time alone
And could we say goodbye?
If we ever had the fate to meet,
Under the Auburn Sky.
I pause to take a photograph,
I struggle and I try,
To show you how our life could be,
Under The Auburn Sky.
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