Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Sydney I am sad
because I have this awesome super duper tablet and I don't know how to do lineart in photoshop or how to draw anything there without it being all scribbly. And I have a background due tomorrow (well technically two, but let's face it, that's not going to happen) and I have to put it in Illustrator and use the pen tool over all the lines cause I don't know any other way of making lines that look decent at all and then I still have to color it and I am starting to doubt that I will be able to sleep tonight. And doing lineart in illustrator also makes everything look like a coloring book, and this makes me sad. How is it that you get non scribbly lines in photoshop? Tell me your secrets! But I bet the answer is just "PRACTICE" :'(
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Break Time!
The Internet Condensed
Fuck this kid just won't quit.
28 Days Later. (In one minute)
More BritTANicK
The Cat Piano
Okay. Enough for now.
Fuck this kid just won't quit.
28 Days Later. (In one minute)
More BritTANicK
The Cat Piano
The Cat Piano from PRA on Vimeo.
Okay. Enough for now.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
To Do List.
Okay, so far, this is what has kept me entertained for the past month or so:
Movies:
Throw Momma From The Train
5 Centimeters Per Second
Fears of the Dark
Tokyo!
Man On Wire
Futurama
Tv:
Office
Dead Like Me
Breaking Bad
Mad Men
30 Rock
Web:
www.thedw.us
www.amazingsuperpowers.com
www.http://www.prguitarman.com
http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/511754
http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/510390
Go crazy!
Movies:
Throw Momma From The Train
5 Centimeters Per Second
Fears of the Dark
Tokyo!
Man On Wire
Futurama
Tv:
Office
Dead Like Me
Breaking Bad
Mad Men
30 Rock
Web:
www.thedw.us
www.amazingsuperpowers.com
www.http://www.prguitarman.com
http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/511754
http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/510390
Go crazy!
Monday, September 21, 2009
collage boys + Bull shit= yayness
So I have come to the conclusion that pne guys enter collage, they suddenly move up like five steps on the maturity ladder. No kidding. So far I have met three (not as prospective bf just as friends) and still am stunned by the outrageous amount of gentlemanly behavior that regularly takes place. I'm kind of beggining to wonder if I've just know really REALLY immature guys my whole life XD. (excluding Kyle and Ozzy of course...hmm, maybe Matt and Chris as well but I'm not sure...maybe not Matt).
Anyways...so like Savannah is small right so most people just walk every where. I've been pretty much walking every where by myself, art store, food store, cafe place, resale shop ext. ext. I met this guy, Aaron, and he practically flipped shit when he found out I so casually walk around downtown alone. (is that dangerous? beats me. Its not like I do at night) So anyways he goes on and offers me his "man protection". lol. I guess I have a walking buddy now though. beats walking alone.
Oh and I locked myself out of my dorm the other day. It would just so happen that my roommate was out visiting her sister who lives 30 mins away and all the RAs were off duty and working else where. XP. I go knock on my semi-neighbors Shane and Jay's (four doors down) door just to borrow the phone and maybe call for help. So far, aside from Aaron, those two are the only people I know in the building due to their socially pro-active personalities. Seriously I was gonna use the phone, call an outside RA get help and if not chill in the main lobby until my roomie got back right? Well, Shane, being the extream gentlemen that he is, takes at least 30 mins of his time helping me until I got back in my room. I owe him big time. seriously.
But all that aside...two nights ago I played BS with a group of 9 people and the game literally came to a stale mate. Everyone who was still in had several card, but no one ever had any cards that they needed and everyone knew it so everyone was constantly calling BS, the "pit" was constantly empty and everyone kept thier exact same cards for 15 mins. FAIL
Anyways...so like Savannah is small right so most people just walk every where. I've been pretty much walking every where by myself, art store, food store, cafe place, resale shop ext. ext. I met this guy, Aaron, and he practically flipped shit when he found out I so casually walk around downtown alone. (is that dangerous? beats me. Its not like I do at night) So anyways he goes on and offers me his "man protection". lol. I guess I have a walking buddy now though. beats walking alone.
Oh and I locked myself out of my dorm the other day. It would just so happen that my roommate was out visiting her sister who lives 30 mins away and all the RAs were off duty and working else where. XP. I go knock on my semi-neighbors Shane and Jay's (four doors down) door just to borrow the phone and maybe call for help. So far, aside from Aaron, those two are the only people I know in the building due to their socially pro-active personalities. Seriously I was gonna use the phone, call an outside RA get help and if not chill in the main lobby until my roomie got back right? Well, Shane, being the extream gentlemen that he is, takes at least 30 mins of his time helping me until I got back in my room. I owe him big time. seriously.
But all that aside...two nights ago I played BS with a group of 9 people and the game literally came to a stale mate. Everyone who was still in had several card, but no one ever had any cards that they needed and everyone knew it so everyone was constantly calling BS, the "pit" was constantly empty and everyone kept thier exact same cards for 15 mins. FAIL
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Home is Terrible.
Quick update.
My dad had people come in this morning to work in the garage, fix up some loose ends we've had for quite a while. Well during that ordeal there must have been a mishap with the water heater.
Because 15 minutes ago I learned there was no hot water.
But 12 minutes ago, I decided I would instead, shower like a man.
I'm cold.
My dad had people come in this morning to work in the garage, fix up some loose ends we've had for quite a while. Well during that ordeal there must have been a mishap with the water heater.
Because 15 minutes ago I learned there was no hot water.
But 12 minutes ago, I decided I would instead, shower like a man.
I'm cold.
College is excellent.
A few nights ago, as many of my nights seem to go, my friends and I had gathered to watch many many episodes of How I Met Your Mother. This night however, was particularly interesting.
After watching for quite some time, we all decided to play Apples to Apples. However, when we decide to do something, Kyle often goes off to collect more people to join us, which annoys us all. So, the moment he left, we all ran to Andrea's room, taking the game with us. We thought we had escaped, but he found us and tricked us by having Connor knock on the door. So we let them in, but then Kyle and Frank stole Connor's wallet and stuck it on top of a Sprite can that was taped to Andrea's roommate's door. He didn't see it, and he and Kyle left the room to go and search for it. So, naturally, we ran and hid in Frank's room.
I think we had some sort of elaborate plan to continue hiding from those two, because now not only were we avoiding Kyle, but trying to make sure Connor didn't find his wallet. So, we ran to Frank's room. Of course, they found us, but Frank's roommates tried to convince him we weren't in there, but he knew we were. He stole the peephole from Frank's door (which I really didn't know was possible) and ran off. He was back, and knocked on the door a few minutes later, which we didn't answer. We eventually decided to call a truce for some reason, and opened the door. But since the peephole was gone, we didn't notice that Connor was standing right out of range, holding silly string, which he then attacked us with.
We then decided to actually play Apples to Apples, but realized a distinct lack of table to play on.
...and for some reason there was a GIGANTIC spool outside in the trash, which Frank and Conner decided to retrieve and Frank is now using as a coffee table.
After watching for quite some time, we all decided to play Apples to Apples. However, when we decide to do something, Kyle often goes off to collect more people to join us, which annoys us all. So, the moment he left, we all ran to Andrea's room, taking the game with us. We thought we had escaped, but he found us and tricked us by having Connor knock on the door. So we let them in, but then Kyle and Frank stole Connor's wallet and stuck it on top of a Sprite can that was taped to Andrea's roommate's door. He didn't see it, and he and Kyle left the room to go and search for it. So, naturally, we ran and hid in Frank's room.
I think we had some sort of elaborate plan to continue hiding from those two, because now not only were we avoiding Kyle, but trying to make sure Connor didn't find his wallet. So, we ran to Frank's room. Of course, they found us, but Frank's roommates tried to convince him we weren't in there, but he knew we were. He stole the peephole from Frank's door (which I really didn't know was possible) and ran off. He was back, and knocked on the door a few minutes later, which we didn't answer. We eventually decided to call a truce for some reason, and opened the door. But since the peephole was gone, we didn't notice that Connor was standing right out of range, holding silly string, which he then attacked us with.
We then decided to actually play Apples to Apples, but realized a distinct lack of table to play on.
...and for some reason there was a GIGANTIC spool outside in the trash, which Frank and Conner decided to retrieve and Frank is now using as a coffee table.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Concerning Elevators
In my building, it's faster to take the stairs than the elevator. Not because there are always millions of people waiting for it, but because it's just that fucking slow. You could walk really slowly up the stairs and make it up before the people that took the stairs. I'm also starting to believe that the elevator no longer goes to the third floor. Either that, or it just has a personal vendetta against me.
However, the other elevators on campus seem to work regularly. Though some of them take me to parts of buildings I didn't know existed. And this is no help to my continuing directional incompetence in places I frequent.
I can think of no clever conclusion, but I am here.
However, the other elevators on campus seem to work regularly. Though some of them take me to parts of buildings I didn't know existed. And this is no help to my continuing directional incompetence in places I frequent.
I can think of no clever conclusion, but I am here.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
From the land of Oz.
I remember the AP English shirt quote being, "Writing in English is the most ingenious torture ever devised for sins committed in previous lives." -some womyn.
But truly, it isn't. The most terribly soul crushing and maddening torture is translating fucking Vergil. This dead poet does not let being void of life excuse him from being full of dickery.TWO hours I have just spent translating NINE fucking lines. It is insane the amount of posthumous screwing over he can do. Not only does he inverse every fucking line:
"Tantaene animis caelestibus irae?"
Which is literally:
"Is there so much in the minds of the heavens rage?"
Which I have to figure out means:
"Can there be so great a wrath in the minds of the gods?"
Mother of fuck.
And it doesn't stop there.
Every line is done in dactylic hexameter.
Fancy for bitch uses a strict rhyme scheme through out. It is unbelievable that he could tie in so great a story in such insane confinements, but to do so, he cheats a little.
And by that I mean, Omits a fourth of the words, and intentionally cuts letters out of words to shorten them.
But it's not like Shakespeare and saying "ne'er" instead of never.
Because in latin the endings contain all the vital information.
So a word like
Puerorum which means of the boys turns into
Puerum which can mean of the boy, the boy, to the boy, or just fuckwhat.
So yes. That is my day.
Entertaining time!
And:
More later.
But truly, it isn't. The most terribly soul crushing and maddening torture is translating fucking Vergil. This dead poet does not let being void of life excuse him from being full of dickery.TWO hours I have just spent translating NINE fucking lines. It is insane the amount of posthumous screwing over he can do. Not only does he inverse every fucking line:
"Tantaene animis caelestibus irae?"
Which is literally:
"Is there so much in the minds of the heavens rage?"
Which I have to figure out means:
"Can there be so great a wrath in the minds of the gods?"
Mother of fuck.
And it doesn't stop there.
Every line is done in dactylic hexameter.
Fancy for bitch uses a strict rhyme scheme through out. It is unbelievable that he could tie in so great a story in such insane confinements, but to do so, he cheats a little.
And by that I mean, Omits a fourth of the words, and intentionally cuts letters out of words to shorten them.
But it's not like Shakespeare and saying "ne'er" instead of never.
Because in latin the endings contain all the vital information.
So a word like
Puerorum which means of the boys turns into
Puerum which can mean of the boy, the boy, to the boy, or just fuckwhat.
So yes. That is my day.
Entertaining time!
And:
More later.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
From the vault of Oz.
I wouldn't be me if not always thinking about my untimely demise.
So, on the off chance I die before my ideas are conceptualized and come to fruition, I want to post the bare bones here and if life is cut short by the sweet sweet scythe of death, I want you two, (and a possible Caleb) to see it to it's end.
I have a LIFE series I want to do: four novels/movie revolving around various blahblah not important.
BUT! Think Time Traveler's wife without the obvious false advertising that it was about the time traveler not his bitch ass wife. And replace time, with parallel universes. Multiverses then. But his whole life he skips between worlds, replacing that universes original him and absorbing his knowledge. So As he warps across multiverses he erases himself from that timeline/universe and ultimately eradicates his whole existence to a single universe.
There's also a subplot of love and possible social commentary on life as a whole. Shouldn't be so hard since I could tie in whatever I want, no?
So, on the off chance I die before my ideas are conceptualized and come to fruition, I want to post the bare bones here and if life is cut short by the sweet sweet scythe of death, I want you two, (and a possible Caleb) to see it to it's end.
I have a LIFE series I want to do: four novels/movie revolving around various blahblah not important.
BUT! Think Time Traveler's wife without the obvious false advertising that it was about the time traveler not his bitch ass wife. And replace time, with parallel universes. Multiverses then. But his whole life he skips between worlds, replacing that universes original him and absorbing his knowledge. So As he warps across multiverses he erases himself from that timeline/universe and ultimately eradicates his whole existence to a single universe.
There's also a subplot of love and possible social commentary on life as a whole. Shouldn't be so hard since I could tie in whatever I want, no?
Sunday, September 13, 2009
First day alone
Well, not technically alone, just without my mom and company.
They left me here at Scad earlier today and well my mom was sad, but for the most part I was pretty much ready to be on my own! It was epic for about 30 min then my sister decided she needed to text me and tell me that my friend's brother had died. Or rather was killed. At about that time in came my room mate and her mom and dad and brother and sister. Terrible timing. So here I am right, sitting trying not to cry and they're all happy and oblivious discussing classes ext. Her mom asked me if my mom had already left and I think she noticed my eyes were red and that's why she asked.
Anyways, I like to walk to cheer myself up and i needed some art supplies anyways so I headed out. It a little under a mile so I was pretty sure I'd make it besides I had a map and a compass and all. Turns out like all the cool stuff is on one street!! Sigh but I'm sick typing. I'll post back later.
bye
They left me here at Scad earlier today and well my mom was sad, but for the most part I was pretty much ready to be on my own! It was epic for about 30 min then my sister decided she needed to text me and tell me that my friend's brother had died. Or rather was killed. At about that time in came my room mate and her mom and dad and brother and sister. Terrible timing. So here I am right, sitting trying not to cry and they're all happy and oblivious discussing classes ext. Her mom asked me if my mom had already left and I think she noticed my eyes were red and that's why she asked.
Anyways, I like to walk to cheer myself up and i needed some art supplies anyways so I headed out. It a little under a mile so I was pretty sure I'd make it besides I had a map and a compass and all. Turns out like all the cool stuff is on one street!! Sigh but I'm sick typing. I'll post back later.
bye
Friday, September 11, 2009
Morning Is Relative
Just because someone wakes you up at 10:30 dosen't mean that "God its too early" 'isn't an appropriate response. No kidding. As far as I'm concerned it dosen't matter what time you wake (or were woken) up, the hours directly after that are morning and they are always too early.
Ok now that I'm done being mad about that...I'm in Atlanta right now. Not exactly where I'm supposed to be but I've got a free day so might as well do some sight-seeing. There's a huge art fair going on so i'll probably stop and see that. Who knows this place is pretty huge and there's so much stuff to do...and its still morning.
Last night I kept having dreams about shit coming after me. Like first it was this half Michael Myers, half Mail Man killer guy, then it was one of those Zombie torsos from silent hill, then it turned it a giant man sized murderous pencil. For what ever reason that scared me to death and apparently the only way to fight it was to make tiny bunny warriors which helped me fight it, but then ran away and jumped in random peoples pockets. some people were really thrilled about this...some not so much. All the bunny haters like banded together and forced everyone who liked bunnies to jump out of a 12 story window and on to a giant blow up couch. It was not fun and my tennis shoes were bright pink.
yeah thats pretty much it...for now.
Ok now that I'm done being mad about that...I'm in Atlanta right now. Not exactly where I'm supposed to be but I've got a free day so might as well do some sight-seeing. There's a huge art fair going on so i'll probably stop and see that. Who knows this place is pretty huge and there's so much stuff to do...and its still morning.
Last night I kept having dreams about shit coming after me. Like first it was this half Michael Myers, half Mail Man killer guy, then it was one of those Zombie torsos from silent hill, then it turned it a giant man sized murderous pencil. For what ever reason that scared me to death and apparently the only way to fight it was to make tiny bunny warriors which helped me fight it, but then ran away and jumped in random peoples pockets. some people were really thrilled about this...some not so much. All the bunny haters like banded together and forced everyone who liked bunnies to jump out of a 12 story window and on to a giant blow up couch. It was not fun and my tennis shoes were bright pink.
yeah thats pretty much it...for now.
Friday, September 4, 2009
3-Day weekend Extravalaganza!
I'm going to kill the shit out of your free time.
Okay. Enough for now.
Okay. Enough for now.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
F-f-f-f-f-f-Second.
Awesome. Hopefully after we all get this up and running we actually have some suitable content to put on here. I guess for the most part I will start finding shit for you to kill your day with.
Fun, no?
Far more to come.
But later later.
Fun, no?
Far more to come.
But later later.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
About time!!
YEAH!!!
Finally I got this blog all set up!!! It works a bit differently than I thought it did and depending on what Chelsea and Osvaldo think (I'm not sure who I'm talking too right now) it might move some where where we could each have our own space. Until then I guess this'll have to do!
Guess what I did today!! Jack Shit! Well that's not entirely true...I finished up Danielle's birthday gift, I finished cleaning the floor part of my room and I though about working on a comic page I'm doing. So I did a whole lot of house stuff which is why I won't sleep tonight.
Besides that, I really need some metal washers...I guess I could get them at Home Depot *sigh* If I wanted to travel ALL THAT WAY...
Finally I got this blog all set up!!! It works a bit differently than I thought it did and depending on what Chelsea and Osvaldo think (I'm not sure who I'm talking too right now) it might move some where where we could each have our own space. Until then I guess this'll have to do!
Guess what I did today!! Jack Shit! Well that's not entirely true...I finished up Danielle's birthday gift, I finished cleaning the floor part of my room and I though about working on a comic page I'm doing. So I did a whole lot of house stuff which is why I won't sleep tonight.
Besides that, I really need some metal washers...I guess I could get them at Home Depot *sigh* If I wanted to travel ALL THAT WAY...
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