September 15th, 2005
So... I'm thinking at least as far as the internet and internet projects are concerned... I'm a class A flake.
So here's something of an update.
I'm super busy with school.
I might try and make it to the ugly mug after my first class today... maybe about after 3pm.
I also will be buying a used Ford bravada...
Fun times. Fun times.
August 3rd, 2005
Current Mood:  amused
I will continue to do the LJ in comic for, but I just realized how little of every one of the events of the day will get high-lighted. Last night I had a choice between two events. One was a non-event (going to work) which I hope will satisfy everyone who wants an in depth view of being a formal wear specialist.
The other event was mildly humorous yet somewhat sad. I've been having car problems as of late, and i try and get as many rides to my work as I possibly can do to the fact that sitting in traffic jams is bad news for my car, and there's tons of constuction around the mall right now. So yesturday, my buddy Louie came to pick me up. We hopped into the might VW shiraco and off we zoomed.
We must have made it about half a mile before there was this odd pop sound and his clutch sank to the floor. The tension rod that connects his clutch to his transmission snapped in half.
(aww crud... I now have had to shut my blinds and hide... there are mormans stalking my apartment building... I'm writing this in the dark...and trying to be very quiet.)
Anyway, I walked back to my place, only to find my good buddy Yas hanging about, rathr stalker like, and she gave me a ride back to Lou's car so he could call a tow, and then onto work... where the events of this mornings comic happened.
So let's talk about my journal comic. While I plan to keep 'em coming, I'm not gonna have any type of a regular update scheduale... and just like my LJ entries themselves, they will be rife with typos. I'm mainly doing this to stay in practice and keep myself up with both color usage and working inside of a framework... so if I ever do find good writers again, I'll be prepared.
I also plan on trying to keep my written LJ entires seperate but equal. Anyway... maintnence is hear to fix the hole that opened up in my bathroom ceiling... so I'll talk to you all later.
August 2nd, 2005August 1st, 2005
Current Mood: mischievous
Once again I'm feeling that pressing need to keep myself busy combined with a funny type of insomnia.
During the last time I would scan my friends of friends pages and post random thoughts on what ever they were writing at the time.
Well, there was some laughter, some tears, and a few odd retorts along the way. But no one got hurt (not even that little annoying kid with the funny eyebrows, even though he shoulda...) and i met some cool internet cats in the mean time. So what I wanna know is this some kinda bizarre disease? Should I not crud up other unknown LJ's with my absolutly pointless two cents? Or should I forge ahead like a wild tiger in indigo shorts?
Hrmm... who knows. One thing's for certain... i can't be the only person who does this sort of thing. I'm not that deviant.
Or am I?
Current Mood:  hungry
I'm going to talk about one of my favorite things really quick, and that's food.
Sunday my mom dropped by and brought me some grub. I grew up in the countryside, and while I love good ole ypsi if theres one thing I crave from back home it's the food.
I'm not neccessarily talking about mom-cooked meals, which is greta in it's own right, but instead I'm talking about pure non-industrial free range farming meat and produce. There' a butcher's out by where I used to live, who makes his living making those delectible meats from several of the old fashioned farms that line the area. Usually, I get hamburger, pulled pork, a steak or two... but this time something new was added to the mix.
And ye gods i should not be this excited by hot dogs, but I am.
I'm not sure how many people have ever had a real hot dog, and i'm not talking about even those decent but somewhat antiseptic dogs from trader joes or whole foods. I'm talkin' strait off the pig it's still making the squee sound hot dogs.
My god! Those things are so absolutly tasty the rise above anything I've ever tasted and become Plato's essence of a hot dog. These hot dogs are what a hot dog was meant to be, what every little hot dog dreams it could be in it's wildest dream.
It's a hot dog with potential.
It's frustrating to think that to get the foods I truely love I have to jet outside of any metro and slink my way through several cornfields, because lord know i don't have the time. And while places like Whole foods and Trader Joes carry better quality meat than meijers, any one whose ever been on an organic/free-range farm will tell you that the farms those folks have to buy from are just another facet of the industry coin with much safer and kind methods to their produce. There's still very little love there... after all, there's some decent scratch in organic farming.
So he's some tips for those that want a tastesplosion like the one I've been experiencing today... and if you're up for a little work, you'll see what i mean.
(A side note, I'm a carnivore... but I do realize vegatables exsist and are consumed by the general populous at large... so i'll try to hit both...)
1) It's all about the butcher. Any small farming community has a butcher or two, who usually accepts overstock to resell to passersby in return for butchering meat. A good butcher is like a good doctor or a good mechanic, when you find one, you keep him. Believe it or not, the best ones are usually the ones you can find on rural highways such as M-52.
2) Roadside stands are your best friend. You won't find better quality corn, or produce anywhere. However, don't be afraid to ask about the product.
Well, I gotta go... free free to post your own special tips. Including area specific stuff.
July 31st, 2005
Current Mood:  determined
Things are a bit of a mess right now.
First, there's my finances... which resemble some sort of bizarre quadratic equation that slips into a few extra-dimensional spaces from time to time. Good grief, i can't wait for those be ironed out.
Secondly, I spent my most boring saterday night ever in recent memory. I actually watched syndicated t.v. Why, you might ask... well, see item one.
Then all a once, a friend dropped by at the same time another friend had a crisis with her boyfriend of two months. Now the second friend, the one with the crisis... lemme stress, I don't know her that well... it's sort of a mutual friendship through others combined with a steady on-line coorespondance.
All that being said, I would be a very wise idea that I never be left alone in the same room as her boy, because I'd most likley hurt him if I got the chance.
Typically, I don't like airing other peoples business in my weblog... but this business has put me in such a bumfuzzled state (as well as a healthy dose of angry...) as to merit some posting.
See, here's the breakdown. Simplicity in itself. Girl is hanging out with boy. Girl leaves, goes home. Boy is drunk. Here's where things get fuzzy because at this point my attention was being demanded by five different sources at once (including the cat as he tore into my leg... for fun...) but either the boy's ex-girlfriend was already there with them, or the ex-girl came over after the current girl left. The boy and the X sleep together.
So what does Boy do? Drops by current girls house post act and shares this happy news. I may have not been there, but I'm almost positive the guy was wearing his best "take me back face..."
So here's the sad part. Girl is intelligent, girl is cool, fun, and talented.
Girl is considering it.
I think I almost just made myself sick, but there it is...
Girl is considering it.
It's been two months, and this guy is already flashing his "get out of an incrediblly f*ck-up situation free" card. On top of it, it wasn't just "whoops, I'm soooo sorry hunny but I accidently ran over your cat" screwy... but something more insidious.
See, I've ranted about the oddities that comprise relations between men and women, but this is one that's always got me... so many men just get away with this kind of behavior. And the more I witness it, the more I find myself struggling not to fall into the blame the victim mentality.
Still though, I am her friend, reguardless of how casual our relationship is, and while I know that advice never works in these situations, I'll still give it. And I'm pretty sure she'll learn fast how caustic I can be. I'll listen, give support, and be a pal... but I wont abide. A lot of my good friends know that you can always count on the unmittigated truth from me, and you'll never be at a loss wondering how I interpret a situation. Those that take offense tend not to be my friends for too long.
*sigh* I wish Yas was in town... she's so much better than me at this sort of thing...
July 30th, 2005
Current Mood: chipper
So last night ws fun. I stayed in. Jeff and Natalie came over and we had a bit of a movie marathon.
It's been a long time since I've watched three movies in a row... but they were all pretty decent.
I think I'm going to take it a bit easy on the partying front, as I seem to be not only spending too much money, but also end up feeling terrible the day after. I'm pretty sure it's all just a side effect of the inactivity that I've been caught up in. I never realized how much these projects of mine tend to balance me, and the fact that I've done virtually nothing this summer that expended any mental or creative effort is probally what's causing me to be so social as of late.
Too much fun and little work makes jonny a odd boy...
So now I'm gonna try to do my best to keep busy, and hopefully ride that wave well into the fall.
July 29th, 2005
Last night I went out...
I should not be awake now... I really shouldn't.
But I'm making friends. Meeting cool new poeple. Cool new people who are buying me drinks.
This is sooooo very dangerous. People should not be able to buy me drinks. There really ought to be a law against it.
On the up note, I'm ran into an old professor of mine. Very cool cat named Tony. Gave me an appreciation of poetry. It was good to see him again. He's was chatting about a comic project. Have to wait and see...
Still though, would be nice to draw again.
Now I plan on soaking my head...
July 22nd, 2005
Current Mood:  grumpy
... as a best laid plan.
I am so out of sorts this morning. I woke up with one of those terrible self-critical dreams and rode the feeling well into my cup of coffee.
Usually, self-examination can be a helpful tool. It can help you get your house in order. Possibly give you some insight. Lately, however, all I've been doing is noticing how much of an absolute schlub I've been lately.
Oh, how much I'd love to blame the job. I'm itching to blame the job. Unfortunately, I can't. I have too much down time. I'm not sure how it happened, but it did... and what has resulted is my complete transmogrification from someone dependant and realiable to an absolute flake.
All the things I wanted to do this summer have become an absolute bust. Even the little things (though a few grand projects come to mind right off...) are hard to drum up the motivation to complete.
I feel positively trapped. For a while there all the things I wanted to do were just a matter of showing up a doing it. It was a grand and wonderous feeling. Now, things that were effortless are now full of monumentous effort.
Now the summer is all but gone. Not one thing I attempted to do, organize, or just enjoy has come off. I've been shying away from my phone because I'm afraid that someone on it might ask me to do something. I go to work, come home, play video games, eat, sleep, and go to work.
Which is fine for some... but I know that it's killing my soul. I want to draw again. I want to tell stories...
...but I don't want it to be work...
Is it completely wrong to want something to fall in your lap? Is it wrong to wnat everything to fall into your lap?
Yeah... you don't have to say it... I already know the answer.
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