still feel awful.
don't know why.

anyway, the comic mentioned in the last blog *was* indeed a keeper
i've got it finished, except for maybe a little dialogue.
i can't figure out what to have my friends say
what the vikings should say, if anything
and what the lead viking's name should be
i think that's it.
i already know roughly what i want the "meanwhile, vikings blah blah blah" panel to say.

i should post.
i think i will sometime soon.

listee karen just posted about a film thing she's been going to
it sounds very droolable.
so much old movie.
i would very much go to that.

i needs some lovin.

*sigh*

finally, i've got a keeper.
i had to redraw it enough, jeez.
but this, this is good.
i'm not completely finished, i need to introduce the vikings
but i think this is gonna be the one.

i'm still feeling some kind of awful low.
i don't know what it is.

the back of my hand smells like my accordion strap.

i should write something.

ok, last night, i did the control panel thing.
i still haven't worked out how to draw crocheting
eventhough i'm pretty sure i'll be able to

but suddenly, my going to see tmbg storyline has gotten a huge boost
well, more actually, my creativity has gotten a little one
i'm trying to get the current comic finished.
i've had to redraw it a few times, kept messing up.
as if i haven't let that go before.
i came up with a couple things that i think are pretty good.
saw one of those old horror movies on the scifi channel
dr. cyclops
and immediately, i thought of things to do with it
that, and vikings.
the dr. cyclops thing will be someplace else
but i'm using the vikings here.
i just hope i do it well.

man, do i.
i know what i'm going to do
and i'll try to finish this one by the end of the day
you know, since i already put the date on it
which never stopped me from slacking before
but i should finish this one.

my pen died.
like, kaput.
no gel ink left in the thing.
and i was working so well with it, too.
i guess i'll draw with one like i've got in my pocket
also a gel pen.
though i *could* go back to the old pen.
i still haven't decided which to use

i'm not entirely sure it makes any difference.

i was so up for doing comics today
and right now i'm just at a crashing low
i don't know why
but i'll try to get myself back up to it and finish at least that one

that, and try to get more of long tall weekend on napster
and i wanna hear cyclops rock.

hello there!

tonight, i think i'll go look around my control panel.
maybe i'll do some sitework, i don't know.
i'd like to. i told bridgie last night i'd try to work out how to draw the crocheting thing
i should do that too.
i should do a buncha stuff.

like scan comics.
i've got the ability and everything's set up.
i just haven't really felt like it.
but you know, i should get the early days up soon
cause sarah mentioned the comic to a friend of hers, and he wants to see
so i'll do that soon, and send her the addy again.

you know, it's really neat knowing that someone actually reads this crap.

thanks to anyone who does.

today is the first day in like 3 that i haven't eaten seafood.
thank you, the ramen equivalent of cup o' noodles.
there is no soda. except maybe some ginger ale.
i want root beer.
eventhough ginger is a root
and ale falls into the vast category of beer
the two are just not the same.

why must i be kept from so many forms of deliciousness?

*sigh*

liberated another ramekin today.
same basic ramekin as the other one.
this time i didn't have to be so covert, cause i was out with lauren

i had nearly forgotten she'd asked me to go to the dmv with her today.
she called me, and then we went, and we went to eat afterwards.
she needs to register her car, and she didn't have the stuff she needed
well, she had some of it.

after the dmv and ramekin liberation, i went home.
i played a buncha pokemon.
took out team rocket in mohagany town, got a glacierbadge.
off to the whirlpool islands now. since i can actually get to them.

my togepi evolved yesterday or the day before.
and so did my geodude.
and i finally caught a damn miltank!
go me! getting one to stay in a pokeball!
now if i could do the same with tauros
and actually get that damn farfetch'd to even show up again!
bastard!
i should work on making my weaker pokemon a bit stronger too.
also, i should figure out how i wanna evolve my eevee.

today, by the way, is my grandfather's birthday.
he's um. old.
83, actually.
i say we take him to chuck e. cheese.

i like brak
you like brak
ev-ery-bo-dy
likes brak

oh, it's so true.

i keep forgetting to mention this
i liberated a ramekin a couple days ago.
a small white one that held some salsa.
it was tricky, cause i was out with my parents
and my grandfather steals silverware
so getting caught would just have been odd.
i was all slick-like.
it kicked ass.

i was talking to bridgie last night
and i noted that there could be some comics in the school experience
(we were talking about me going to school, ya see)
i'd have at least a
"dan is an idiot and doesn't know how to get to anyplace or do anything and stuff like that" comic
which isn't bad, and i'll prolly have more than that, i mean, i should be able to find something.
still hoping to write. i likes writin, i do.

of course, if i were to take a writing class, i'd have to write.
actually, there's at least one that's required, but that's more for essays and stuff
it's writing, in any case, and hey, that's not bad.
anyway, i can inject my personality into that.
it's good to, i think. unless you're a jerk.
cause jerks, they just don't have good personalities.

so the guy apparently couldn't save any of the stuff on the old comp
which means that i have got nothing i've written over the past however many years.
what the crap?!
i'm not too panicked by it though
i've sent so many things out to so many people that i might be able to recover most of it.
i think i've got at least *some* of it on disk
but i donno where the disk is
i've tried the one i drew a cow on, and my sister totally took it over and got rid of my stuff.
crapping crap-head... of crap!
now i have to find the one i drew an elephant on.
hopefully, that was the one with the more important things on it.
also hopefully, my stuff will still be on it.

i'll look for it, and hope yayness comes from it.
if not, i've still got people to ask.
you know, this happened to dan too
the not having backups thing, his computer crashed once
he lost what could have been the great american novel cause of it
and said it felt fake trying to re-create it.
sad, really, it was a damn good story.

99 luftballoons!
i'm not actually listening to the song, but that'd be cool
really, i just needed something to exclaim at the end of the blog.

...

mortar!

oh yeah, i forgot to say that my grandfather's car has new plates
and it, if memory serves me, was a *bowl* of spaghetti
not a plate.
though i guess there was prolly a plate in there somewhere.
hmm...

new insurance type stuff today
which means if i wanna drive,
i gotta pay 600 bucks every once in a while
which, to me just kinda fits in with the plan in the blog before last
so it's really important that i get a job now
which isn't depressing as it was last night
let's face it, last night was depressing.

but now...

i donno, i kinda feel like i'm getting things in order
guess i'm on one of those "taking responsibility for my life" kicks
maybe i've just gotten some gumption
anyway, it's lasted longer than any i've had so far.
maybe cause everything's sorta coming to a head now

for some reason, i feel like i can do it all now.
i've got a concrete plan
well, as concrete as my plans usually get
and i've learned a little bit not to be so intimidated by things
you can learn your way around everywhere
if you just try hard enough
and if you let the name harvard impress you too much
you must be forgetting that it's just a place like any other
but at the same time, it's older than anyplace else in the country
very expensive (that is, if you attend the regular university, which i wouldn't be)
and highly respected, just by mention of it's name
so it has right to impress
and must be treated as such

so basically, what you gotta do is be respectful,
but not impressed to the point of intimidation,
and i think that i can manage that.
i have at least (and prolly more than) enough cynical edge to me for that.

but before all that, i gotta find a job.
shouldn't be too hard, i mean there're a lot of them about
aren't there?

i've still got money in my bank account,
so it doesn't have to pay a *whole* lot
though that would be nice
and i'm gonna have help from my parents
so that's even less that it has to pay
though it'd be awesome to have a bit to spend

um. something.

don't you
forget about me

do-do-do-do-don't you
forget about me

bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

as you walk on by

*snicker*

i don't know why this is in my head or why it's funny
but that's the explanation for posting it

well, first off, i *did* sit down with a pen and paper
and i think that i did a little doodle of something or another
but no writing, which sucks

so i'm trying to get to a point where i feel like writing
or at least feel like i could do something
what i do
and i realize this, but still do it
is put too much pressure on myself to be perfect right away
eventhough i haven't written in ages
and anything i write is bound not to be perfect right away
as it is with anyone

i think i'll do it again soon, though
and should continue to until i get things going again

what i should really do is get a job.
see, what i was thinking
i could get a job now
save money
then go to school in the summer
let's face it, i'll prolly not be asked to go to canada this year anyway
everyone's grown all apart
so i really don't hafta be here
i think that...

i need a drink.

no, i *know* i need a drink (well, could really use one, anyway).
what i *think* is that i'll use the money for my new car
(see, cause my folks were planning on gettin me a car,
when there is a free one sitting right in the driveway)
to pay for parts of my schooling.

i'd like to think that i'll be able to do the harvard thing
if i only learn my way around places
and things of that nature
what i need is self-confidence in a bottle
or a pill of some sort
though ideally it would be in a candy
delicious, delicious candy

unfortunately...

ah well, i'll get by
i guess there's not much choice in the matter, eh?
i'd have the same problem with ric or uri or pc
mostly that i don't have a car, and know nothing about anywhere
except ccri.
but see, it's community college of ri vs. what is basically harvard community college.
a bit more expensive, but it *is* harvard, and i have nothing else going for me
so the question is posed
do i go study at the place that has taught such people as
conan o'brien, william s. burroughs, and. um. i *know* there's at least one more person who i'm into that went to harvard that makes me wanna go there.
of course, the fact that dan's dad went there, and he was very supportive of the idea, and i believe was the one that had them send a booklet to me. the guy was great.
and from what i gathered, he ate a lot of spaghetti.
cause, ya see, usually when i was over, he'd be around, heating up a plate of spaghetti
he'd always offer us some (otherdan and i, that is)
man, i loved those late night comic drawing sessions
i miss them
of course, then all his kids went to harvard too
otherdan included (well, he's currently attending)
and you know, there ain't a one of them that i don't admire to some degree
though i've only ever really talked with dan
you know, him being my friend and all.
this is not to say he's a saint, which he isn't
like anyone, he's done wrong, and he's done right
but i can tell you that he's a good guy
and he can seemingly always write
which is damn something
and i suppose blogging could count, but i don't wanna count it
i hope he writes a lot in ireland
i think he could really get a lot done
especially songs
which i can't write
which sucks
it'll do him good to go.
you know, i was looking at an irish coin that lauren gave me on new year's eve at her party
it was an x-mas present, since she was, and still is supremely broke
and staring at that harp, i felt like i was looking at someplace i came from
and someplace i should be
which is true enough, being part irish.
one can only imagine, being proudly irish as dan's family is
what it feels like for them to go.
must be nice.
dan's only half irish himself
so i guess it's not so freakish that i feel that way about it
i shore did get most, if not all of the irishness that my family had to offer
somehow that makes me feel better

anyway, back to the harvard thing
i think that i should go
it's not just an opportunity now
it's like honoring the dead
certainly, it's impetus

my sweater has holes in it.

would still find a drink rather handy.

my cap'n crunch is all soggy
i guess if he'd spend less time hanging with volcano cratures
and more time fighting the soggies
that wouldn't have happened

what a jerk.