DAMN YOU ROOMIES WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME
I woke up this morning without my voice, to the sound of a rumbling tide that turned out to be my own phlegmy breathing. Also, my throat feels like I deep throated a porcupine. And is my right eye attempting to water for no reason? I think it might be.
Also, what the fuck possessed me to begin reading A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius this week, of all possible weeks I could have taken an interest in the story? It's too good to put down but the first two chapters gave me flashbacks up the wazoo.
Oh well, at least my brain still works. Off to make some art.
January 4, 2008
Typed with one hand as I shoveled in cereal with the other...
Lately I've been reading a lot of paper-format novels on the assumption that part of my epic writer's block might have been touched off by reading nothing but nonfiction, which doesn't feed the imagination nearly as well. Sure, that keeps me striving to write better in the nonfiction arena, but what I really want to write is stories.
Also, I usually listen to my books so I can have my eyes and hands free to draw or exercise or whatever. This is good stuff, but I've been using it as a replacement for much-needed vegetation time. Just sitting in a comfy chair with a good book, doing nothing productive, is amazingly soothing for the spirit. I haven't felt so mellow and relaxed in ages--something I can defintely use considering that January is already starting to show signs of being a particularly difficult month for my spirit.
That said, I've just finished To Say Nothing of the Dog by Connie Willis, and it kicked ass. If you like cats, time travel and snark in your sci fi, you need this book.
Also, I usually listen to my books so I can have my eyes and hands free to draw or exercise or whatever. This is good stuff, but I've been using it as a replacement for much-needed vegetation time. Just sitting in a comfy chair with a good book, doing nothing productive, is amazingly soothing for the spirit. I haven't felt so mellow and relaxed in ages--something I can defintely use considering that January is already starting to show signs of being a particularly difficult month for my spirit.
That said, I've just finished To Say Nothing of the Dog by Connie Willis, and it kicked ass. If you like cats, time travel and snark in your sci fi, you need this book.
January 2, 2008
Holy Fuck Degrees Fahrenheit
Ten below! TEN BELOW ZERO! I went out to bring the dog in and my hands were steaming. I'd just washed them and they were mostly dry, but... steam! Lots of it. And my fingers stuck to the doorknob.
Do I go to bed, or do I go throw water into the air and record a video of it poofing into a huge cloud of frozen vapor before a drop can hit the ground?
Ah yes. Bed. The wisest choice a man can make.
Do I go to bed, or do I go throw water into the air and record a video of it poofing into a huge cloud of frozen vapor before a drop can hit the ground?
Ah yes. Bed. The wisest choice a man can make.
Successful Cat Is Successful.
I finally finished the first Kagerou keychains! 
Clickety click for the order page if you are interested.
Meanwhile, today was a crazy bad-luck day. My dog peed on my foot in fear, I almost dropped my iPod into the toilet, the speaker jack on the back of my computer failed, and every single art project I tried to work on blew up in my face so cataclysmically that I almost threw a tantrum. Plus it's -15 degrees out there with windchill and the doorknob burned my hand when I put the dog out.
Smelling the danger on the wind, I stayed in my room all day and did not handle any hot liquids or sharp objects. Since I finally accomplished one task of paying goodness (I hope) after 13 hours of running around in circles, I have decided to take tomorrow OFF.
Beware the wrath of my slack!
Clickety click for the order page if you are interested.
Meanwhile, today was a crazy bad-luck day. My dog peed on my foot in fear, I almost dropped my iPod into the toilet, the speaker jack on the back of my computer failed, and every single art project I tried to work on blew up in my face so cataclysmically that I almost threw a tantrum. Plus it's -15 degrees out there with windchill and the doorknob burned my hand when I put the dog out.
Smelling the danger on the wind, I stayed in my room all day and did not handle any hot liquids or sharp objects. Since I finally accomplished one task of paying goodness (I hope) after 13 hours of running around in circles, I have decided to take tomorrow OFF.
Beware the wrath of my slack!
January 1, 2008
Happy New Year!
I can't believe it's been seven years!
Feel free to drop in on the Kagerou Birthday Post to view some mosaic boobies in honor of the occasion.
This year's cake will be fully digital, in keeping with the tradition of never doing the same thing twice.
Work on The Project continues as planned.
My new year's revolution for 2008: Stay pretty much the same, and continue along the course to enlightenment.
Feel free to drop in on the Kagerou Birthday Post to view some mosaic boobies in honor of the occasion.
This year's cake will be fully digital, in keeping with the tradition of never doing the same thing twice.
Work on The Project continues as planned.
My new year's revolution for 2008: Stay pretty much the same, and continue along the course to enlightenment.
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