Iffy at best

So much to be forgotten and so little time.

I really want to become a great artist...or even a mediocre one...and head to the San Diego Comic-con.  My bro is starting up at UCSD next year so that should make it easier.

Well, this weekend we're moving.  Whoop!

I don't drink enough water to make this funny anymore.  And I'm tired.  Goodnight y'all.  Think happy thoughts of coke (or pepsi, if that's really what you're into) and microwave burritos.  See y'all tomorrow.
--glagorthrallllluh!--

*delirious chuckling*

So....'sup?  Not much with me.   I'm just chillin', tryin' to figure out if I'm really going for a run or not.

Right now I'm not feeling it.

So today was just a buttload of work.  And I DO mean a buttload.

Now I'm feelin' the run.

Teaching rocks.  My kids are really clever.  Almost as clever as me.  But not quite.  And since I have the edge, they must do as I say!  hahahahahahaha!

I'm not feelin' it.

The whole helping little kids learn to read is very emotionally satisfying, but I really hate little kids.  They're annoying, they can't concentrate, and they're so FUCKING cute!  t'ain't natral.

Yeah, I think I'm goin' for a run.  I'll be back later.

Grrr....umph!

So there's no news on the homefront, which is good because if there was I'd probly just not post for a few days and then never talk about what you missed.

The world keeps on spinning aparently, and not around me!  Good god, what a fool I've been!

So I went to Lake Cushman today.  Good times.  I swam, I sunned.  I'm now burned to a bright, red, glow in the dark crispy wafer type object who just wants a hamburger and to be put to bed.  What oh what happened to my teddy bears?!  Damn if I don't need a hug in the worst way right now...

Yeah, so hanging out in S**tt** was fun!  I was there last night to see a concert put on by the local classical station but when A**** and I arrived at the place there wasn't much of a concert really, just speakers that didn't make enough noise to be heard over the audience talking on the grass.  After about an hour we just gave up and went to a bar.  It was fun to just talk for a while with someone who respects what I have to say but will still argue against it.  I got back at 4am.  I'm a tired, tired, and sunburned, monkey.

oh, and Ahniwa, hell yeah, if you can set up the page we'd be in business and that would rock!  I could probly even re-incarnate my incarnations of Tic-Tac and Gex.

Snog.  All the fucking time.  C'mon, you know you want to!

The sun's setting and you know what that means.  You do know don't you?  Ok, well it's time to have a coconut cream popsicle and try hard as hell to stay in a place where it's cooler that 98 degrees.  I believe this means sitting in my basement watching movies.  Oh yeah, that'll be hard.

So there you have it.  I'll talk more later.

Peace out, y0.

I just want to say, "hootspah," just to miss spell it. glehg.

At my computer desk right now there's my laptop sitting to my right with my Canon bubblejet printer ON TOP of it and to my left there lies the portion of a bannana that only starving children in Africa would want...and maybe that big guy who hangs out in front of vita looking hungry.  In fact, yeah, him too.  Definately.

There's a lot of stuff going on in the world right now but who has time to comment on it?!  not I!

Well, there is one thing...I cannot believe that a francophone studies grad with no credentials, no certification in anything and a stylin' badass haircut could get a tech job for a college.  I don't actually have the job yet, but as of monday, it's in the bag baby!

One thing I have yet to compose mad props for is the Gin and Tonic.  The glories of this svelt drink are beyond words, but hey, that's the medium so I gotta try.  I went to The Mark the other day because, hey, when you're feelin' swanky, you gotta step out.  At this bar with low light and lucious 'tenders, I ordered a G & T.  Now, most of the bars in ******* are rather bad at making this easier than fuck drink but even with the house gin and house tonic the drink was perfect.  The ratio of alcohol to bubbly stuff was incredibly right on.  It went down soooo very smooth yet still provided quite a kick to the back of the throat.  That quinine taste that comes with the tonic was what did it though.  I nearly passed out after my first sip.  Of course, it didn't help that my favorite barista at my cafe got a job at this happenin' locale for the young and metro-sexual.  Later I found out that she had "fucked up" the first one and so this was a shot and a half in a smaller glass.  I tell you what.  So, I guess this isn't so much in support of the Gin and Tonic as much as it is in support the the beautiful women who serve them.  And hey, the gay bartender andy gets props too.  He's got the kind of haircut that would make most guys shoot themselves.  But he lives on.  Good on ya mate.

Anyway, life's a bitch and bitchin' hard, I've been on the wagon for 3 hours now and it's time to hit the hay.  Goodnight memphis, goodnight tokyo and honey, please leave the porch light on.  You know I can't find my way home if the place is dark.

Gurgle.
--peace out.

There are secrets that I don't tell anyone.

Well, the last week of lessons worked out really well! I had monday off so I didn't really do anything but watch Sopranos and hang out. Good times. On Tuesday I went to class and then...I can't really remember. I do know that I didn't get much sleep. On wednesday I did the grammar lesson and we talked about Coordination and Subordination. I think one of the kids fell asleep on me. Oh well. I gave them a homework assignment for Friday. On thursday I brought in some movies and we ended up watching Gataca. They loved it. Today I came in ready to do a reading activity but we ended up talking about food. Then, at noon, we went down to La Taqueria and had mexican. They talked NON-STOP in English. I really had a good time.

In the afternoon I took a nap. I've been really tired over the last week because I refuse to go to bed before 1am. Dunno why. Last night was Tim's birthday so I took him out to Frankie's and we played darts and drank pitchers for a couple hours. Had a really good time except that Kristina was there. I really hate that girl.

So, I found a house. It's a place right in the neighborhood and I'm trying to figure out all the logistics. The horrible part is that none of the other options that I thought would work are turning out to be viable right now. The only 4 bedroom houses are in Lacey and I can't live there because the bus routes are few and far between. We'll see what happens.

Anyway, this weekend will be fun! Tim's birthday party is tomorrow so his dad, Anne-Marie and Kari will be here in town to celebrate. We're going down to Fishtail to have bratwurst and then we're going to see Spiderman 2. Whoop! The only problem is that Amelie is playing at the outdoor cinema tomorrow night at dusk. I'd almost rather watch that...though I do own it in dts and have seen it a million and a half times.
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That's about it. The cartooning thing is going pretty well but I haven't done anything in about a week. I was kinda looking forward to going up to Seattle tonight but Tim's not into the idea and would rather test out his new sub by having a movie night. I'll try to get some drawing in on Sunday...even though the lady said, 'never on a sunday.' When have I ever followed the rules?!
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Oh, and I really wanna start a website to show off my comics and maybe develop an online strip. If you are a web developer and/or can donate web space, please, let me know. I really wanna show off and just don't have the know how! TAKE PITY ON ME DAMMIT!
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Anyway, I'm off to drink some coffee and draw. You know, it's about that time.
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Splorch

The seductiveness of the cigarette calls my name. I'll be right back.

I know the last post was a bit bizarre. But hey, when the internet connection craps out on you going about 60k/sec and your laptop doesn't have an airbag, what are you gonna do, right?

Well, it's the 4th of July and all's well. I'm in the midst of a coffee binge at Vita and working on a new comic. I really wish I knew HTML programming so I could develop my own website for all of the new shit I'm doing. But I have no such knowledge and don't have any web programmer friends. But that's different rant.

Heather and I kinda worked things out for the time being. I promised to contact her more often and actually pay attention to what she needs and she...well, she didn't really promise anything. But that's ok because it was ME who didn't contact HER for a month. Lousy bastard that I am. heh.

Anyway, I found out the other day that the barista I'm crushing on has a boyfriend...or at the very least a significant other. She was all neckin' with this guy just outside the door right as I was walking out to have a cigarette. I smoked two out of spite. Showed her, HAH!

The virtues of hip-hugging jeans have been extolled. But the virtues of the mini-skirt have yet to be spoken upon. The mini-skirt is a work of art in a completely differrent way than the jeans. Jeans show the form and the miniskirt hints at the secrets underneath. It's like the difference between a hot fudge sundae sans whipped cream and then one with whipped cream...and no fudge. The girl would be the ice cream. and I'd eat all of it. I need some ice cream.

After I'm done here at Vita I'm going to Safeway to get some fireworks and beer. I have no idea which of my friends is actually going to be at the house tonight for my darts/fireworks/beer party, but I hope some of them do. Kari said she'd call me, Anne-Marie said she'd call me, Tim said he'd call me...and no one confirmed. But hey, if worse comes to worse I'll have about $40 in fireworks to light off by myself and a halfrack of Alaskan Amber to go nuts on. Good times, good times.

I rented the first disk of the fourth season of the Sopranos last night. The first couple episodes kinda sucked. Sometimes it can be a morose fucking show!

My favorite ongoing web comic is Achewood. It's got all kinds of inventive storylines. Read it religiously. I do.

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Gufaw.
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My mind is reeling.

I'm talking to the girl of my dreams and I'm realizing that the perspective I have on our relationship is the wrong one. I've been taking everything in terms of her reaction to me, not

There are few things in this world that rile me up like absolute wonderment. People stare stupidly at the strangest things in wonder and I find it irritating. Me, I'm never amazed by anything. I say I am, but I'm lying.

I spent today at the comic book shop with my students. They were bored silly. Doesn't matter though, it is an important aspect of american culture and I think they need to know all they can about things like this. Whooop.

My best friend is moving home from ****. He's been gone for something like 2 years. It'll be cool to see him again.

I've started drawing really cool things.

Chubby bunny.

I need to eat something and soon. how soon? Now. Goodbye.

There are few things in this world that rile me up like absolute wonderment. People stare stupidly at the strangest things in wonder and I find it irritating. Me, I'm never amazed by anything. I say I am, but I'm lying.

I spent today at the comic book shop with my students. They were bored silly. Doesn't matter though, it is an important aspect of american culture and I think they need to know all they can about things like this. Whooop.

My best friend is moving home from ****. He's been gone for something like 2 years. It'll be cool to see him again.

I've started drawing really cool things.

Chubby bunny.

I need to eat something and soon. how soon? Now. Goodbye.