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April 17th, 2008
02:05 pm Someone is stretching my friends page. They should stop.
I am exceedingly tired even though I got plenty of sleep last night. I developed some kind of weird rash on my arms, legs, and neck earlier this week. I think it was an allergic reaction of some sort. It seems to have gone away now though. I've finished some of the shit I had to do, but also got new shit from that drawing class I hate. We have to make rubbings and draw them. I'm not joking, that's part of the assignment. Here I will tell you about it: 1: Make sixteen rubbings in various media of various textures 2: Mount those rubbings in a collage on a big paper 3: Draw eight of those rubbings in some kind of collage 4: Make more rubbings in order to recreate a carefully blended charcoal drawing I did earlier in the semester.
We have one week to do this. 1 and 2 are fairly doable, 3 is painful but feasible for me since I work about twice as fast as everyone else in the class. Most of them had not finished their previous assignment yet. 4 is completely retarded and I'm gonna try to get out of doing it. Perhaps by pointing out that we only have a week left and the teacher thinks we have two.
I had a dream last night in relation to that class. We have to submit something to the student art show so I put in this charcoal pumpkin I did earlier. So in the dream this official person comes up to me and is like "your picture is a hit!" And I'm like "Cool" but I'm a little confused because it's just a fucking pumpkin. And they're like "you have to change it or Disney is gonna sue you" I'm like "The fuck?" They're like "copyright something" And I'm like "no, you can't copyright drawings of pumpkins" The rest of the dream went on in this vein, official person arguing that Disney owns the rights to all pumpkins and their likenesses and me arguing that no this is stupid.
( Also Moar TF2 Shenanigans ) Current Location: Haus Current Music: Ayumi Hamasaki -M
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October 18th, 2007
03:46 pm So this weekend was fall break, I went to Harrisonburg with, like, everyone. It was fun, there was Avatar, Exalted, the building of a giant fort, and teh cutest cat evar. Also I made a lasagna and everyone liked it. We played exalted literally all night Monday/Tuesday (I had swordchucks made of lava) and sometime during that time my iPod disappeared. We cleaned the entire apartment looking for it but it hasn't been found. I'm sad now. I'm seriously worried that someone stole it, but I don't know why someone would take my 3+ year old iPod and not John's much newer and fancier one.
Last night I had a dream where I had a new boyfriend, it was weird. I don't remember much events from it but I remember kinda what the guy looked like. He was a little taller than me and had short, black hair; he was a little on the thin side too. I don't know anyone who looks like that though so I don't know where it could have come from. Current Location: under my bed Current Mood: sad Current Music: it's all gone forever DX
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July 22nd, 2007
11:21 pm I had a dream last night that Mom wanted to send me to fat camp, and I was like "I'm not that fat, I just need to exercise and eat less."
That being said, I kinda do need to exercise and eat less. I'm all squishy, but exercising alone is boring. If only I could play DDR regularly again. Current Location: home Current Mood: fat
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June 13th, 2007
12:07 pm - Weird dream Just before I woke up this morning I had this dream. Apparently I had submitted my comic to be reviewed somewhere when I first started and was like ten or fifteen pages in. Now, some three years later, I'd finally got a copy of my review in the mail. So I'm sitting under a lamp in an otherwise dimly lit and noisy coffee shop or something. I lived in a big city and may have been smoking too, very snooty coffeeshop artist type. Perhaps I was French. I'm reading the review and talking to my co-writer(or editor?) on my cell phone who also apparently has a copy. The review is not good, and is based only on the initial ten or fifteen pages even though the comic was now over 200 pages long. It addresses problems that I have since fixed and talks crap about both the art and writing. As I'm reading it I'm complaining about each point to my co-writer on the phone and saying how the reviewer is stupid and knows nothing about art and how dare the magazine he works for employ such a hack. And he's all "yes, I know you're upset, I don't like it either" but he's calm; I'm all angry and have a mysterious european accent. I spit at the review. I was snooty and indignant, rich and semi-famous, and had coffee and cigarettes and a crazy accent. I was fabulous.
In real life I'm none of those things of course, and probably deserve any criticism I get. That's why it amused me. I don't know why I had a co-writer in the dream though. Current Location: home Current Mood: snooty
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April 29th, 2007
12:34 pm I had an awesome dream last night. You know the kind where you're the main character in a story and go on a super special awesome adventure yay. I can only remember a few parts though.
I was some kind of noblewoman in a fantasy kingdom, and I was hanging out with the royal family. I think maybe the queen was my sister or something. She had a son that was maybe 3 or 4, I remember that. Also I had a special ability, I was really good at throwing things, like magically good. I could pick up any object and hit anything I wanted to with it. At one point I beat up three armed soldiers with like a pinwheel or something.
Anyway I'm chilling with the royal family at some kind of party. I think I was kind of babysitting the prince, cause the two of us were kind of away from the rest of the partygoers. Suddenly an army from our neighbor rival kingdom shows up and they're like "we're taking over, bitches" and capture everybody. Except I escaped with the prince.
So I embark on a quest to do something or find something that will free my kingdom. Oh and protect the prince, who was mysteriously absent from later parts of the dream. Eventually I acquired two companions, an old asian man who had a magical mirror that could fast forward, pause, or rewind an object in time, and a magician (not the fantasy magic kind, the real life kind that does tricks) he was good at slight-of-hand stuff and knew how to make poisons. I remember the magician joined me because I helped him escape from some bad guys.
The last bit before I woke up is the only part I remember very clearly. We were trapped in like, a semi-run down hotel, but it was impossibly tall. Looking out the window from the room, you couldn't even see the bottom. Anyway it was really dark and storming and the power was out, and a fucking dragon was trying to eat us. The dragon was ridiculously huge too, he made the guys from Shadow of the Colossus look kinda small. And we're all "Jesus Christ its a dragon! get in the elevator!" only we can't because the elevator's not working. The old asian guy uses his mirror to "pause" the dragon as it's diving at us so it falls out the sky, but the dragon's so big it doesn't hurt him that much and he eventually comes back.
Next thing I remember it was daytime again and we're at the bottom of the tower. Some stuff happens and then I have to solve some sort of puzzle involving dolls or something really bad will happen. I was trying to figure it out when I woke up.
I think I'm gonna fill in the gaps and base a comic on it. Current Location: dorm Current Mood: amused
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