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Friday, April 25th, 2008
5:31 pm
~*NEW LJ*~

clicken ze here: oh what to do?

friend
that
shit

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Friday, March 28th, 2008
2:09 pm - TWENTY-FIRST BIRFDAY TODAY.
hello it is my birthday today

here is a song for my birthday :D



john darnielle is really weird looking but goddamn is he a good musician or what.

ty to everybody on facebook who left me birfday wishes <3

(i would like to get drunk now if that is okay with you)

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Monday, March 10th, 2008
9:57 am
Man I gotta remember to update this thing.

(here is where that text message conversation i had with Destiny about drunken crackers will go when I remember to get my phone)

Totes have been having really weird dreams lately. idek.

school blows, work is lame now, i need gel inserts for my shoes.

It's funny because the only reason i'm updating this thing is because i'm bored in class. durrrrrrhhh

Someday soon I'll actually have something to say

OKAY BYE

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Monday, January 14th, 2008
11:48 am - i r totes literary, derp
Somebody on Something Awful said something about Laurel K. Hamilton and how awful she is, and I thought people needed to read it. This was after a quote from Ms. Hamilton declaring that her books "make people think".

"Now, I have no doubts that you can potentially use creepy, unorthodox, or bizarre sex to provoke real thought in the reader. I have even (carefully and nervously) attempted to do this myself, in a couple of cases. Somebody like Ursula K. LeGuin could probably use furry sex/alien nookie/robot shagging/freak fucking/doggy-style with werewolves to get us to think about subjects like prejudice, or the question of what it means to be human(e), or what kinds of obstacles love can or can't cross over. A character's bizarro fetishes or traumatizing sexual experience could also help us to learn more about their inner psyche and personality, and give them the drive to take action in some way.

But, sex is such a touchy tee-hee topic that things fall out the window pretty damn easily, and--let's be honest--practically everybody who writes a sex scene basically just wants to get off, period, and/or make their fans get off, period. The sex scenes in Hamilton's books are only challenging in the sense that they are shocking, explicit, and exploitive. They scream, "Lookit me, ain't I hot n' naughty?" As far as I can see, Hamilton doesn't want us to, say, learn more about the were-cheetah as a person, or seriously think about whether we'd ever fuck or fall in love with a were-cheetah, or feel the were-cheetah's humiliation, excitement, or fear as he takes it up his furry little bunghole. Rather, she just wants to sell books and get otherkin fetishists "off," unless I have sorely underestimated her.

You got a bunch of housewives to "think" and realize that they get off on were-carrot fellatio, vampire watersports, and were-marmoset 69ing. Thanks a lot, Laurell K. Hamilton! You've changed the world!"


There's nothing wrong with writing a sex scene for the hell of writing a sex scene, lord knows we all need a little more porn in our lives sometimes, but when people like Hamilton start spouting bullshit about how deep their stuff is when it's clearly garbage, it just hurts me. In the deep, squishy parts of my soul, where the writer lives. :(

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Sunday, January 6th, 2008
11:31 pm - well you don't know what love is, you just do as you're told
SHIT SON SHIT SON SHIT SON

school tomorrow, oh muh guh. the fucking library was still closed so fuck if I know what I need for class tomorrow since the damn document wouldn't open on my mac (JUST SAVE IT AS A GODDAMN PDF, PEOPLE, IT IS NOT THAT GODDAMNED HARD). thankfully it is Ray's class so maybe it won't be a problem??? I'm gonna take paper and pencils and shit and just just cross my fingers. after class I can go on down to the librurry and print what I need, and then I go to the bank and deposit my damned check. yeahhhhh three hundred buxxxxx.

I'm unusually unenthusiastic about all of this. I've just got too much to work on and not enough to distract me from working on it, I guess.

today me and mallory and pam went to the GAP and i got a 4 dolla shirt and a 7 dolla uglysweater wot is hella cozy and shit. I'm finna wear this shirt until it falls apart.

Mallory got me a dollar store pony for christmas and painted it to look like Tron. I defy any of you to say you got anything cooler than that for christmas. Don't even try 'cuz it didn't happen.

eggplant parmesan is most delicious I must say. ps I am well on my way to saving up for a brandy-new ipod. :D

ok moar later

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Tuesday, December 11th, 2007
12:43 am - it was for charity!!

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Tuesday, November 27th, 2007
10:45 pm - why the fuck does my itunes keep fucking freezing on me.
oh good gawd do I need a sammich right now.

So anyway there was something important I was gonna post about OH PAM A PACKAGE CAME FOR YOU TODAY. It was addressed to Pam "Richard Nixon" Wishbow so I know it was for you. I put it on the couch.

ummmm ummmmm so what was I gonna say

Oh yeah

I'm awesome and I'm still alive (thinking with portals btw) um and what else. Oh, I miss Milwaukee rully bad.

I'm gonna spend my day off tomorrow cleaning like whoa. Also I may go get a slice of peetzuh!

I have absolutely nothing else to post about :( Other than I want my debit card to come tomorrow, that'd be nice.

OKAY I LOVE YOU <3

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Wednesday, October 24th, 2007
12:41 pm - I am going to explode before this week is over.
oh god


so tired


:(


to do tonight:
read screenplays/write critiques. print critiques.

This is about the only thing keeping me sane right now.

EDIT: GODDAMNIT MIKE CELESTINO WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM, WHY DO YOU HAVE TO RUIN STAR WARS FOR EVERYBODY

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Tuesday, October 23rd, 2007
9:53 am - THREE HOURS
THREE HOURS OF SLEEP

I NEVER WANT TO SEE A WORD PROCESSOR AGAIN.

after class I can come home, take a 2 hour nap, and then I get to get up and go to work until 11 pm :D

and then i get to do thumbnails of storyboards until they're finished :D

and then I go to sleep and get up at 7:30 :D

I want to die :D

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Monday, October 22nd, 2007
2:16 pm - seemed like a good idea at the time
So apparently California is exploding. Sucks to be kittyloaf right about now. I TOLD YOU NOT TO LIVE IN THAT STATE, IT IS FULL OF THE WRATH OF GOD AND ALL SORTS OF OTHER NASTY THINGS.

on another note, I get free peetzuh tonight. Kickin' rad. MAYBE I'LL ACTUALLY GET STUFF DONE IN CLASS or probably not.

Class sign-up is today. I'm trying to take Pencilling and Inking I with Lyle, but there were only like 7 open seats this morning and I REALLY don't want to take it with Larisson D: Not that he's not an awesome teacher, but I KNOW I'm not able to handle the workload he requires and I'm terrified. Who knows, maybe it'll make me a better student or something? I don't know. Anyway I'm also taking math and a history elective. Lol my schedule is so fuxed.

I keep doodling my characters when I am supposed to be designing double-page spreads for my 8:00 tonight and THIS IS NOT A GOOD THING OKAY. goddamn I am screwed. Also I will not be able to sleep tonight because I have a screenplay to write that I did not finish this weekend. So screwed. also, blue and tattooed. Only not: Pam is the tattooed one.

Pam's getting colors put on her Dr. Seuss landscape tonight!! I'm excited to see how it turns out. I hope her artist is fab and everything goes well.

BAH CHARLIE COLLINS BAH BAH JESSICA WILL COME BACK TO ME

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Monday, October 8th, 2007
9:07 pm - fucking "Mrs. Robinson" stuck in my goddamn head, motherfuck
I'm pretty sure Destiny is the best person ever. Just sayin'.

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Wednesday, October 3rd, 2007
4:31 pm - teekay that is not very nice :(
Halloween Meme
anunitanunit creates an unholy monstrosity from arsenal_aarsenal_a, anunitanunit and butitwontbemebutitwontbeme
stablercake carves anunit's effigy in the medium of cutlery
butitwontbeme puts real eyeballs in your pumpkin
cheezdanish sacrifices cronfalkes's candy
cronfalkes devours the entire neighbourhood's socks
exprophet dresses up as skalja
karra gives you a toothbrush
pamlivesinabox summons the undead armies of shankabitch to steal your candy
piechopper runs around screaming for hours until abruptly silenced by telekine, wielding a sharpened sock
princesspyro haunts your Wings Greatest Hits
skalja eats takhys's spicy, spicy brains.
shankabitch buries princesspyro at the crossroads with a cutlery through their heart
skankito tries to pick up Phantom Hitchhikers
takhys calls piechopper to let them know the psycho killer's in the basement
telekine puts apples in your razorblades
LJ Name

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Monday, October 1st, 2007
12:17 pm - gonna blow my speakers and my mind
I'm fucking sick.

By which I mean that something is essentially not right with me. I haven't felt like myself for days now. It's upsetting and it's really keeping me from feeling like confronting anything or doing any kind of creative work, which is especially shitty when you're in lol art school. Thank god I started my writing homework on Thursday because I've been just staring blankly at it since then. I can put the finishing touches on it tonight (I just need to end the scene.... god knows how that's gonna happen.)

My body, I think, needs more sleep than it's getting. Which is really my fault for not going to bed until way late last night, but what the hell, I've pulled this shit before and it's never been a problem. It's just suddenly I can barely be awake without feeling nauseous.

I'm just going to sit here and do character sketches until my next class. Nngh.

current mood: sick

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Wednesday, September 26th, 2007
12:00 pm - derp.
I did not go to class today. Ray made me sick, and I couldn't buy my materials for it anyway, seeing as I did not get paid last weekend like I thought I would. I DEFINITELY get paid this weekend though, so I'll have howevermuch money I'm owed which according to my calculations is at least a hundred bux (but I may be wrong, lol math lol). Not too shabby. Plus my mom is sending me a little package of something so I can go out and get what I NEED NEED NEED RIGHT NOW OH MY GOD THEY'RE ALL GOING TO FAIL ME.

Ahem.

So yeah, work is fun. My coworkers are all pretty nice, the chicks are generally more awesome than the dudes, et cetera. It's good that they let us pretty much snack as much as we want on the sample stuff on account of I can't really feed myself at the mo'. Hey, pretzel sticks is better than nothing.

I'm just praying for the weekend. I've got a lot of work to do and not a lot of time to do it, but since I've got Friday off, I think it won't be so bad.

In summary: bloo bloo bloo work bloo bloo school bloo bloo I'm poor bloo.

THINGS I AM SAVING UP FOR, IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER:
1. A scanner
2. A bike
3. Photoshop
4. idk, moar later I guess.

current mood: FUCK YOU I'M GOING TO GUAM.

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Wednesday, September 19th, 2007
1:18 pm - i'm gettin' bugged driving up and down the same old strip
Bored with school already. It's sad that I'm actually looking forward to going to work on Thursday. Meh.

I like Ray's class a lot, it's just my illustration class that so far isn't doing anything for me. "Draw these fish" well okay whatever. Workload = TO THE MAXXXX. Not havin' it. Scriptwriting isn't bad either, I'm just getting impatient to actually write some shit. Also my class is full of FUCKING MORONS. This is where I had a girl who wants to go into costume design say that she DIDN'T UNDERSTAND WHY SHE HAD TO TAKE LIFE DRAWING. Yeah okay, shut your fat fucking face, you unbelievably dumb person. She hand-wrote her first exam and got everything wrong, too. She was like "I DON'T UNDERSTAND THE WRITING AT ALL" and claims to not be dyslexic, she's just "a really bad speller lol that means I don't have to try". I hate these people. They'll sit next to me and try to talk to me when I'm clearly reading or writing or TRYING TO IGNORE THEM. My professor is pretty cool though. She gave me an A+ on my first exam and I didn't even meet the length requirements (a page each my ass. I could barely write a paragraph on those lameass prompts.)

anyway. I just want to go to work and stand on a stool and push buttons and take tourists' money for a while and get paid for it. IS THAT WRONG OF ME.

ps yeah I'll work on the game in a bit. Maybe this weekend if I have the time. Depends on my workload, guys, sry :(

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Friday, September 14th, 2007
12:34 pm - yeah we'll find a new place where the kids are hip
Last night I dreamed that mommy and I were working on setting up this awesome pool party for all my friends. We had an awesome pool, it was a beautiful day, we made all kinds of complicated little snacky-type foods, we had the grill going, it was awesome. And then nobody came. ;_;

Today's my first day of work! I'm excited :3 Also terrified. But mostly happy that I get to earn moneys! I have to figure out what the hell I have to wear that's work appropriate, though. >_> hello skirts, how have you been?

I had a pretty cool first week of school. My classes seem like they're all gonna be okay and a significant portion of my professors are all awesome people. I do kind of have a butt-ton of homework though. D: After my shower I will be reading my screenwriting book and seeing if, you know, I understand any of it. It's a good book but the guy tends to ramble a bit and make a ton of unnecessary examples, so it's a little tough to follow.

Anyway I have to go get kleen and wash the horrible dream out of my immediate memory :( If I had a rad pool party, you guys would come, right? ....Right? ;___;

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Friday, September 7th, 2007
9:48 pm - :3!!
I got the job!

:D

current mood: ecstatic

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Thursday, September 6th, 2007
10:22 pm - lol ariel.
arrriel: hahahaha, oh key and jp<3
ubershinything: il them
ubershinything: they are like a brotp or hetero lifemates, only.... not
arrriel: bromance?
ubershinything: prooty much
ubershinything: GUY LOVE
ubershinything: only
ubershinything: not dudes
arrriel: haha next time there is a karaoke post they should sing GUY LOVE. even though they're not both dudes.
arrriel: LJ!JP: YOU'RE THE ONLY GIRL WHO'S EVER BEEN INSIIIDE OF MEEEEE
arrriel: Key: WHOA I JUST TOOK OUT YOUR APPENDIX >:|
arrriel: LJ!JP: You're not a doctor! D:
ubershinything: Key: Shawn helped. >____> a lot.
arrriel: LJ!JP: ......................... D:
ubershinything: Key: LOOK YOU WERE FINE, LET'S JUST MOVE ON >_>
arrriel: LJ!JP: DDDD:
ubershinything: Key: >_> I think I left my keys in there
arrriel: LJ!JP: .................................... DDDDDDDDDDDD:
ubershinything: this is why they are friendz
arrriel: clearly :D

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12:46 pm
AUGH OH GOD I am so nervous right now, you have no idea, for reals.

Okay so I've been applying for jobs all along River Street and yesterday two separate places called me and were like "interview? :3?" and i was like "HELLS YES", and they called within 5 minutes of each other, and how awesome is that. So I was all excited and ready.

Today: panic. The place I was supposed to interview at at 2 called and rescheduled for tomorrow, but the place I REALLY want to work at, the peanut store, is at 4:30 today and aaaugh I'm so nervous I could plotz. I know it's not going to be too stressful or anything but seriously I need a job so bad and I want to work at this place so much it's close and nice and BITCHIN' APRON, YOU GUYS. aaaaaaaaaaaaa.

I'm gonna call in a little bit to confirm that my interview is actually AT 4:30, just in case I misheard the lady over the phone. sjdflsldksjdsjf i'm freaking ouuuuuut

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Thursday, August 30th, 2007
12:24 pm - "...Do we KNOW any other asian people?"
I should get back to updating every day. This thing is a diary and should be utilized as such, even if I have nothing to freaking say.

So how about I tell you guys about my broke-ass toilet! YOU KNOW YOU WANNA HEAR IT. it's not like it's hugely complicated, it's just that every time we flush the toilet, whatever you flushed ends up uhhhh flooding the yard. So right now we're just like, crossing our fingers and praying that nobody has to poop until the plumber gets here to fix it. If it is yellow, we are allowing it to mellow. This in turn causes us to hate ourselves.

*~COLLEGE!!~*

While I'm on the subject of ridiculous things that shouldn't be happening ever, can I just bitch a little bit about our realty place where we're renting the house from? So Cora Bett Thomas Realty owns the apartment, our souls, firstborn children, and a significant portion of our income at this point, along with most of the Historic Downtown Savannah area. They are also totally incompetent bastards with their heads up their asses. We walked down to the place to ask them to send a plumber out BECAUSE OUR SHIT WAS WASHING UP IN OUR COURTYARD AND THIS IS A PROBLEM THAT SHOULD BE FIXED. So we talk to the chick in charge of maintenance and she's like "Well your landlord will get someone to come out sometime either today or early tomorrow morning." Okay.

Except that it's like quarter to 2 in the afternoon and our shitter's still broken. And get this: we're not ALLOWED to call the landlord. We can't even communicate with them, at all, except through Cora Bett, and all THEY do when we call is say "well the landlord is handling it, so we don't know." Why am I not allowed to just call the fucking landlord and ask what time the plumber is coming over? I don't want a "sometime this WEEK", I would like to hear "He'll be over at 2:30". WHY DOES SAVANNAH DO THAT?? You call up someone and they tell you it'll happen eventually within the next two weeks. No, I'm sorry, that's not how it works. I can't sit around the house for two fucking weeks waiting for some lazy bitch to EVENTUALLY get someone around to CLEAN THE ACTUAL AND LITERAL SHIT OUT OF OUR YARD. WE SHOULD NOT BE HAVING TO HOSE HUMAN DOODIECACA OUT OF OUR COURTYARD EVERY COUPLE OF HOURS.

One could say that we are up shit creek without a paddle. Of course, One would then get punched in the tits for making puns in front of me, which is a grievous offense.


On an unrelated note, Pam's going to paint our Virgin Mary statue chrome and put it in the garden. IT'S SINFULLY SHINY, YOU GUYS

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