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[05 Sep 2008|07:23am] |
Last week I was a guest on a WNJC Radio Show called Fictional Frontiers, hosted by Sohaib Awan. Recorded live at the Comic-con International event in San Diego, we discusses my trip to Japan, how I became a STAR WARS artist, current and future comic book projects, and what the heck is a "Rock Star of Illustration?!"
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[05 Sep 2008|01:44pm] |
maanantaina siinä kahentoista maissa oon virallisesti paskantärkeä amkki, soittivat äsken sieltä koululta.
13:15 on päivän ainoa tunti, ja sitä ennen pittää tavata tutor-opettaja ja täyttää lappuja ja plää plää.
vähänkö jännittää!
eilen oli.. eilen. päissään. valvottiin melekeen kuuteen jarkon kans, puhuttiin portailla jotain synkkiä ja syvällisiä.
siivosin myös lasinsiruja keskellä yötä keittiön lattialta ja silittelin itkeviä ihmisiä. ihan hyvä ko tein välikuoleman
enkä menny vapariin, ei oo ees kauhea rapula eikä menny rahhaa. pittää ostaa penaali ja kyniä ja kumi ja terotin
ja hihihi kaikkea tyhymää.
meen tonne oleen onnellinen.
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| EVERYTHING happens for a reason?? .....everything? |
[05 Sep 2008|01:50am] |
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Sometimes I really do believe that. Sometimes I can only hope the reasons will be extremely worthwhile. Sometimes I wonder why I even need reassurance from the most cliche of all phrases. When you plan for something but then change your mind, will you miss out completely or will the experience be even better when it all works out smoothly rather than how it would have been if you rushed it half willingly... There are people in this world who live their lives obsessing over 'being apart of it all'. Highschool friends never daring to miss a friday night at so and so's house... college kids, nervous about missing even just one party... it could even be seen in adulthood. Why are we so fixated on being involved? It offers security? If youre always around, you wont miss anything? No one will talk about you because you are always there?
But for a person who is running on empty, to come home from work or school or wherever, deny themselves the relaxation of a shower, a nap, a night of rest and rejuvenation....all because he or she would rather meet whoever wherever, is ridiculous. Without time to yourself you begin to lose touch with who you are. If you cant find yourself on your own, everything will start to crack and youll forget about thinking within before thinking outside. It depends how you look at things. You should understand yourself enough to WANT to be around yourself. There should be nights where you want to stay in and that needy feeling of wanting to be out will slowly fade.
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[05 Sep 2008|01:30am] |
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Seriously, what day is it? Wednesday? Thursday? Friday?? I know it's got to be one of them.
I knew it was 9/2 day the other day, (I think that was a Tuesday?) and in celebration I did a few things with the label, this year me, Pete, and Clark have a lot of reason to celebrate. I'm also working on a very basic, but possibly effective new video for one of Pete's tracks now. A few people wanted to hang out on that day, and bless their hearts, there's nothing more I would like to do than to actually go out that day; but I had so much legal / business / and internet shit to fry I couldn't get out before sunset - so it was a full work day.
I really can't wait to get out of the computer, and into the real world. After I try to knock out a bunch of pertinent internet shit tomorrow, I'm planning on spending some of the day fixing and working on my bike. I bought some parts today. Who knows, maybe I'll even get to ride it.
Something tells me I'm going to try to hit up the gym in the next week for the first time in almost a year. I need to start moving around because this is ridiculous.
Oh, I applied for this ad network today, got declined, wrote them right back and explained who I am, and then received my login information shortly there after. Hahaha, it's not as awesome as it sounds, but it's a crap load better than getting denied - so I'll pretend it had something to do with Jedi mind tricks. Alright, I'm going to try to sleep and have normal weird dreams.
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[05 Sep 2008|12:39am] |
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I love Raz dearly. But he's watching fucking Zoltron or whatever the fuck Borat-esque movie Adam Sandler shat upon humanity. It sounds so fucking stupid. Whats worse...Raz is laughing along.
Yes, I've reached *that* part of a relationship.
I'm on the rag and ridiculously irritable. I think I may need to write him an apology letter for my behavior the past two weeks lol :x. Oh well. It'll be fun, it's been a while since I've taken the time to write anyone anything.
Up side: I got a part time/freelance gig paying me about more than double of what I make now. I'm giving it a try, and if the work is consistent, I'm leaving my current job an staying with this one.
The best part is that I hardly have to try to fit my design work around my "employer". Her "look" is very similar to mine.
Despite some car issues, things are actually working out! I'm...happy? I'm calm. I dont smoke anymore. Well, unless I drink which brings me to the next sentence. I dont drink anymore. Its not that I dont want to, its just that I dont feel the same need to be stimulated constantly? Sure,I'll have some beers. And I'm sure that if I DO go out, I'll drink. But I'm more content staying at home. Having popcorn. Watching a movie. Oh God, I've become boring lol.
Christ on a bike, what in the world is so amusing about Adam Sandler?
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| take a bite out of rabies. |
[04 Sep 2008|08:44pm] |
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so at first i was gonna be like, not talking about the first day of school cause something WAY MORE IMPORTANT AND AWESOME happened after school, but i read korin's entry and felt like maybe i should.
today was filled with all sorts of ups and downs.
first there was creative writing. which is hidden in a room that is hidden in a place where there are not other classrooms. my teacher, as korin pointed out, is basically the replica of ms. honey from matilda. (also, who in the world has not seen matilda? apparently a lot of people, including ms. phifer, and taylor w., AND pierce. what the hell people.)
but so creative writing is alright. she was nice but a little weird; she handed out of slips of paper with questions for us to ask her instead of us just, you know, making them up ourselves (and we're suppose to be creative?).
taylor w. wrote an amusing haiku. or not haiku. it was a haiku but then it wasn't.
it was, "the first day of school/ the first day of school/ i need a rule-er/rats."
so the up of that class is that she had a really cute skirt, i guess, and the down is that we have to read our writing to other people. that is a pretty big down. uhhh.
then there was english. we saw in the exact same spots as last year. except instead of taylor nelson, joslyn sits there. mr. bingham said he felt really weird about it cause everyone was sitting in their same spots. he said, "steven came in early and was like, 'can i sit anywhere?' and i was like, 'yep, anywhere,' and he goes immediately to the exact same spot he was in last year."
that was just a pretty mediocre class except i'm pretty worried about some projects. bingham seemed really cool though... so. up and down again.
then there was lunch.
THIS WAS A DOWN PART OF MY DAY.
no man, for real. no man, like seriously. I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO A SCHOOL LUNCH CHEESEBURGER FOR LIKE NINE YEARS (or two and a half months.) they ALWAYS have them. and so i was like YEAH, SCHOOL LUNCH. i even stole seven quarters from my dad for it. and borrowed one quarter from keely, cause i am retarded and stole the wrong number.
BUT THEY DIDNT HAVE THEM.
NO CHEESEBURGERS D:
i'm pretty sure the lunch lady did not believe me either when i told her how disappointed i was. she even asked, "really? even compared to mcdonalds?" and i was like, "yeah definitely!!!"
i even put 3 exclamation points, cause that is how much i meant it. i mean, she couldn't see em or anything, but they were there. and i hate 3 exclamation points. it is just tacky. but they were there, because i love those cheeseburgers. i love them so bad.
then i had math. man, that was slow.
wow i just got really confused in my head and thought i had math before lunch. but that was last year. anyways.
i sit really close to keely so that is cool.
i am gonna be really bad at this class though.
which is, you know, not cool.
up and down up an down.
but then was yearbook, which was just lame. but i got a lot of friends in there! korin and jos and keely and lucas and hannah gee and jules and the lovely lovely emmil. so that's pretty snazzy.
and then i was lying on the floor in yearbook, because there were not enough chairs and also cause my back hurt a little, and ms. amaral came in and i said, "hey ms. amaral!"
and she said, "hey megan!" and then looked for me, and found me on the floor, and was like, "i didn't even see you. i just saw your voice. i mean. heard your voice."
and then jazzy spazzy was all intense like thoughtful like, "whoa, if you could see voices... this room would be a lot more crowded."
i think she was really worried about it for a little bit.
but then. then was the best thing ever.
THE BEST THING EVER.
so i went to joslyn's, yeah? we were all working on math, and then i was rubbing my eyes a lot, cause i don't know why, they itched, or i just wanted to, and then a contact fell out.
so we drove to my house. well i drove to my house with one eyeball. to get solution and change into glasses. and then. then was THE BEST THING EVER.
a package.
a lovely package.
from amazon.
HELL YEAH IT WAS.
HELLO, OFFICE SEASON FOUR. NICE TO MEET YOU, YOU ARE AWESOME.
also hello big bang theory season one, you are not nearly as important, but you are still pretty okay :D
for real, that was gonna be my only post today. but i guess when i look back i'll also like to remember school when i liked it okay and how angry i really was over that cheeseburger.
and also it is important to say happy early birthday to sydney, cause i love her.
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[04 Sep 2008|11:21pm] |
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assumptions to assumptions raid and conquor, and slowly ruin. who knows whats true. the genuwine streak, the underlying smile,but fading fast. whats inside? i am a box, but no suprise, just wonder. and assumptions to assumptions may clear for the time, but the memory and ach still linger. and closer, they come, they made guns with their mouths. and slowly, the swallow, every bullet unloaded. clear the air, clear the ash. we will never breathe easy.
raid and conquor, but ruin. and it all falls down from there.
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| Yaba Daba Daba Daba DOOOOOoooooooood |
[04 Sep 2008|07:00pm] |
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C: hi , how are you?
S: oh, hi, I'm fine thanks, how are you
C: (starts to answer in a self absorbed manner, but S cuts her off) well, I ...
S: hey, now that you're no longer an employee, I can tell you the stuff I couldn't say before
you were a terrible employee- i only gave you the easiest work I could find and you still somehow managed to mess it up
C: (starts to rebut, is cut off again) you can't...
S: you were always busy trying to sell those nasty cosmetic products, which are cruelly tested on innocent animals.
then when you were demoted, you had the nerve to fill out applications for a different job on company time,
say you really hurt (XXXXX)'s feelings when you did that
C: (starts to respond, again cut off) why would you...
S: I'm still cleaning up some of the messes you made. (walks away)
C: (calls after) would you like to take a survey?
Twice baked on the half shell
Pasteurized, preserved for shelf life
Half baked, golden sponge cake
Filled with toxic lard
When the apocalypse arrives
My shrink wrapped insides
Will survive
Armageddon / genocide
Like the mighty cockroach
My DNA will thrive
Long live the conqueror worm
Predatory opportunist vulture
( TMI fiction prose behind cut )
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| "Tourism is not a spectator sport." - Banksy |
[04 Sep 2008|10:22pm] |
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Since I'll be traveling for a few days, this will probably be my last post for a few days, you three or so people who read this. I'm going to try my hardest to see if I can find a Kinko's to use Internet in, and the girl Megan who will be letting Yoda and I crash with her for two days might have a computer I can use, too.
My hands are killing me from struggling to get two bike tires off and back on today. Yoda found a bike with one flat tire and mine had a huge nail penetrate it the other day. Because I'm always having to change bike tubes, one of the bolts on mine was completely stripped, causing me to struggle beyond belief to get it off. I did it for hours before it finally budged. It actually is kinda painful just to type right now. I'm a big baby. :/
Yesterday, all plans went accordingly for a change. After getting only five hours of sleep, I got up and took the bus to the mall. Met Kara and got back on the bus with her. We went back to my house. On the way there, two guidos in a car said something along the lines of, "Hey! Those are my socks, haha!" and I yelled, "Turn around and I'll fuck you up right here," and they stopped briefly before just continuing to drive, like the pathetic wimps that they are. I don't get it. Since when do even girls get made fun of for wearing bright colors? When we got to my house, we played Mario Kart 64 together. Kara kicked my ass way harder than I thought she would, but by the time we finished, we were tied seven-to-seven. So I can only officially conclude that we're equally as bad-ass at that game. After that, I think we watched some horrible TV. We mostly spent time huddled next to each other on the couch, in the darkness, with the fan blowing at us on high. Then we watched Imaginary Heroes, but she we had to get going before the final fifteen minutes of it. She had two missed calls from her father on her cellphone, so we got kinda worried. We rushed to the bus stop and waited a half hour. Then it took some long route because it was the 77 and took forty minutes to get to the fucking mall. Kara ignored her parents' calls while we rode on it, scared that she was caught or something. But when we got there and she called them, they weren't mad or suspicious or anything. We high-fived each other and she asked if she could stay until 10. So we sat by the fountain and hung out some more. She bought me egg rolls and a soda, because I consume things and she doesn't, so her money is useless. It was pretty cool to finally be able to hang out somewhere more personal, instead of a stupid mall, on the last day of her summer vacation. I got back home and fell right asleep around 11. I didn't wake back up until around 4AM. I called Yoda and we met, because we were supposed to fix up our bikes. But I forgot the tools we needed, along with my key... so we couldn't get it done and I was locked out of my apartment. It sucked a lot and the entire morning was spent walking, waiting, and complaining. We got to my apartment and I called the office to get someone to unlock my apartment for me. They're supposed to have people who are on call for these types of emergencies 24/7. But this asshole took an hour and a half to get to us. So we sat in the parking lot, on the ground, waiting in the sun, playing with a cat we found that we named Hercules. He was pretty cool. He hung out with us for a while, before killing a bird and running off to eat it. I miss him, kinda. Then I went upstairs and went straight to sleep, because I was so miserable about shit going wrong.
I woke up today around 3 or something. Tomorrow, Yoda and I are supposed to travel by foot and bike to Syracuse over the course of two days, around 115 miles, to make it to Vegfest 2008 in time. We have been offered a place to crash for two night when we get there by a nice girl named Megan who will be tabling at it. Hopefully, all goes according to plan. We have sleeping bags, bikes, supplies, and determination. Last time I checked, that's all you really need to accomplish a journey. It's a three hour drive in car, so I'm estimating it will take up nine to ten hours to get there on bike, assuming it's continuous bike riding the entire time. I have directions written down that avoid thruways and stuff. We're already acceptant and prepared to sleep wherever we need to. Hopefully, we overcome the physical stress and get there by nighttime tomorrow. We plan on visiting several places, like Funk 'n' Waffles and this one vegan pizza place, and I have the addresses to all the Stewart's shops, Price Choppers, and Wegmans in the area. We're pretty much set.
Supplies:
- Sleeping bag
- Toilet paper
- Lighters
- Plastic eating utensils
- Canned vegetables
- Can opener
- Water
- Rope
- One change of clothes
- Pocket knife
- iPod
- Digital camera (that Kara let me borrow!<3)
- Composition notebook
- Debit card
- Bike tools
- Bike lock
- Transcribed directions
- Nothing to lose
- Fed-up-with-it-all mentality
Let's hope this works out. And if it doesn't... oh, well. I've got nothing to lose and I don't really care.
Things go according to plan, we might get there tomorrow night. The longest I've ever rode my bike without stopped is around eight hours, so I know I'm physically capable of it. Yoda, I'm not sure, because he doesn't ride bikes like I do. Worst case scenario, we can switch the plans to hitch hiking or train hopping. I'm ready to do either of those at any given moment. We should be home around Tuesday or Wednesday. Wish me luck!<3
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| obession isnt love. |
[04 Sep 2008|05:42pm] |
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"Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it.
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So I decided to do my laundry today, it was long over do.
And because it was so nice out, i decided to buy some rope and clothes pins and hang my clothes out to dry on my roof, also to save a couple bucks.
However, my underwear and socks, i threw in the dryer. But, i pull them out with some T-shirts.
And im putting them away in my room, and I come across a shirt that doesnt belong to me. Has never belonged to me. I have never seen it before.
However, its a grey Mt. Holyoke College t-shirt. Weird that 3000 miles away, I would accidently get someone's T-shirt of a college that is literally 4 minutes from my home back in MA.
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[04 Sep 2008|04:08pm] |
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still super-bummed about having to work overnights tonight through sunday. but I'm less of a twat about it now, because I had good luvvin's last night and I also found out that the lady I'm working for has a hairless sphinx cat AND two rats. I AM A SUCKER FOR THESE TYPES OF ANIMALS.
so I have 3 hours 'til I gotta go spend the night at her place...
and I'm gonna play some fuckin' SPORE.
ps: travis lets be black wimmenz
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Ever had dreams so far-fetched, yet, based in real world situations that you wonder if you're really thinking about those kind of things?
I understand why I'd dream about wrastling with a Bigfoot from outer space, because I KNOW I think about that kind of stuff... but when it's like things that are coming from left field that are actually plausible under the right circumstances, just highly improbable... that's where I start to wonder.
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| sain jännän puhelun |
[04 Sep 2008|07:45pm] |
PÄÄSIN KOULUUN!!
MINUSTA TULEE SITTENKIN ISONA KIRJASTONHOITAJA!
HANE ON MEILLÄ!
KÄNNI!
AAAAAAAAA!
ELÄNÄ ON EHANAA!
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| stupid lady. YOU STUPID LADY! |
[04 Sep 2008|07:17am] |
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I've been watching  too much. I've been working too much too.
I had a dream that I found out someone at work was working with terrorists. So then I told CTU and I was there minutes before the raid to apprehend this person. I kept on saying catch phrases too.
Oh boy can't wait for my vacation.
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| tornio in turku |
[04 Sep 2008|11:34am] |
mitä vittua! meninpä eilen dynkkyyn ja oho, oho, HELLÄ VIIKINKI ON TURUSSA! vittu miten hämärä olo tuli.
huhuhuhu. saatoinpa olla pilkkuun asti baarissa. taas. ylipäätään oli syksyn ensimmäinen hämärä
keskiviikko. ei handlannu yhtään mitä tapahtu ko oli niin mystistä.
aika jännä oikeasti tuo hanen ilmestyminen ko eilen jartsa soitti ja kysy tiiänkö mie hanesta.
täten tiedotan, että sillä on kadonnu puhelin ja siitä syystä vaihtunut numero.. jota en tiiä.
mutta hengissä se on eikä asu ennää helsingissä vaan sielä jossaki missä se nyt olikaan.
huhuhuh pää vieläki vähä sekasin.
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