Do You Even Know What A Wawa Is?

In honor of Trek:

2009-05-08T13:57:09Z

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3k_CgzdR2s

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_0hTtsqiFCc&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=12c4jQOfPdk&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7DYrlt3CyaE&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0QUhn7qPVOA

Explicit lyrics on this one:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y2v6rXs5J9M

And of course....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XC73PHdQX04

Not Much.

2009-04-13T15:39:10Z

Hi.

I want to say I have something profound or uniquely of interest to speak on--'course I don't have much of much so instead of rambling about misfortunes and piss poor moods, I'll let you, all you alls, know what I've been doing on the somewhat positive:

Lately I'd been doing a mess of art for in-game cash and favors on World of Warcraft. It's been pretty profitable, I've leveled with ease and I've got good gear to do the stuff I like to do in the game--I'll glaze this for sake of the layman who has no interest in the game--it's worked out for me anyway. I've actually been happy to admit that for the first time ever, I've been confident enough with my art to do it as something of a marketable skill. I excel, I think, at portraits, faces and expression. Considering my terrible ability to see and determine texture and depth, I'm pretty impressed with myself.

I'm looking to build up a better portfoilo of stuff that's different than just elves, nekkid elves, or more elves.

Tonight I'm pulling out the digital camera and taking some pictures of Rob, of them I'll find something I like enough to duplicate and expound on. From there I might even venture a self-portrait.

All my work starts in sketch format in pencil, then I scan, outline and color in Photoshop CS2.

On the off chance anyone wants to commission me, I'd be more than happy to take on work for cash, booze or food. In some cases, I'd even be happy just to take the task to expand on my skills. I'm a late bloomer in this regard and I'm untrained.

At any length, I have a Deviant Art: meil.deviantart.com
There are a lot of pics there I'm going to double back on and clean up--dunno how I thought some were even passable.

I'm also thinking of moving things to another account, as soon as I figure out what my "Studio" name or production name would be.

's all that's fit to print.
( <3 )
(Also belated Happy Easter and a multitude of other things, mad thanks and propers to Trina K for having us over for dinner last night!)

Boston Area.

2009-04-08T22:32:40Z

Does anyone know anyone who would need a roommate in the forseeable future?

Thanks.

Nerd. Gasm.

2008-08-26T00:22:31Z

http://mugen.kc.kodansha.co.jp/index.html

Blade of the Immortal animated.

Bitches.

Whut.

To my MA people...

2008-04-10T12:26:44Z

Who's going to see Chuck Berry? Anyone?

To my laydeez from Phillay!

2008-03-18T17:40:10Z

http://girlsnightout.sheckys.com/philadelphia/spring2008/default.asp?rf=

I'm going to the Boston rendition of this tonight. The event is boss and y'all should check it out. It wasn't around last year from what I recall of it, scope it out!

I think one ought to read this..

2008-03-15T15:33:42Z

http://scienceblogs.com/dispatches/2008/03/a_brilliant_reply_to_sally_ker.php

I don't pass around too much of anything these days, but it's the child of an Oklahoma City bombing victim replying to a Rep's statement that gays are worse than terrorism. Enjoy, it's a pretty thoughtful read.

If y'all haven't seen this already, rectify that.

2008-02-07T23:19:29Z

http://television.aol.com/news/story/_a/who-made-huckabee-hosts-duke-it-out/20080205181709990001

Christmas wishes from Rob and me!

2007-12-25T20:38:53Z

http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1796087813

So yeah, it's been a while.

2007-12-18T00:56:14Z

-I have a new roommate. She is Amanda. She likes zombies and beer and is genderlessly Quaker as I am. She is cool. And thanks to her, we has a Christmas tree. Again, Amanda is fantastically awesome.

-Still not talking to Mom, which has morphed into actually holding conversations with relatives I'd typically called just to check in with. Humor follows as new revelations are made and perspective is added. Feeling a lot less weight and burden having people help me put it all in line with itself.

-Living with Rob is good, having space in my room is good. Having a Wii is grand.

-So much for the created position: I've had it up to my eyeballs with the politics and the less than organized ways work does what work does. I'm out on another job interview come morning. I've been on another, and am the front runner from the sounds of things. Pay is superior, work is of a questionable moral nature (assisting defense attorneys for insurance firms) and I'd feel bad for every child with a birth defect we've stiffed of cash. Another position (of which I interview tomorrow) is MSH which helps people through the use of science the world over. And is big into family planning. I am fond of the contraception. Oh, the pay is lesser but the benefits are better. Both are playing pretty even with me.

-Cooking more. It's making things a bit weird.

-Broke a tooth chewing on my nails. Had it sealed out the next day. Thank you MIT dental service!

-Part time jobs blow. Being a greeter at GameStop will not appear on my resume. I will never speak of it again.

-Oil is a fuckton more expensive than last year, as such showers are rations, clothes are washed cold and Amanda's sleeping on the couch since the thermostat hasn't liked any of her earlier offerings of appeasement. Guah. Old houses are bad and good.

-Highly anticipating my first Christmas without tears. Rob and I already got our gifts, because we had to get them when the money was good. Rob has: A new MP3 player, a grill, Rockband which he paid for but really couldn't afford at the time so we shifted funds a bit, and a couple small things I'm nabbing before it gets crazy. I has perfume, a giant case of estee lauder makeup, a BITCHIN STRAIGHTENING IRON OF AWESOME and a super cute new haircut with newly re-browned hair. It's a long bob--okay, so it was just a smidge inspired by Posh Becks and Katie Holmes. It hides my third chin, okay?!

As of tomorrow...

2007-09-18T18:02:04Z

I'm old enough to know better.

Lawd save us all.

I got to preview the NBC TV show "Journeyman."

2007-08-08T22:25:59Z

It's no secret the guy who was formerly Lucius Voraneous from Rome can act his English rear off. They also did some decent casting for his character's wife and brother. I can say, honestly, the commercials left me feeling very neutral, and I probably wouldn'tve watched it any other way.

I'm so glad I did. And I think, and hope, y'all will like it too.

Please scope it, because if you don't, it'll probably get canceled like every other show I've known and loved. Please. Do it for Lucius.

Hi.

2007-06-15T21:26:40Z

I'm not going to be active on this thing for a while, and I've pretty much narrowed my list down to a need-to-know and a I-can-keep-contact-with-you sort of animal. I'd say sorry, but it's not like anyone, all around, is missing out on anything. Same deal with Myspace.

I'm kind of getting too old for the internet as anything but a tool. Too much drama, too much bull, too much time wasted. After this point all entries will be either friends only or for my eyes only, they'll likely be whines and groans and bitchfests that no one needs to deal with. For the few I keep up with, again, this is mostly an avenue for me to watch what's interesting to me. Not so much to interact.

Thanks for the memories.

-The management.

Good night, sweet prince...

2007-06-13T02:23:34Z

Mr. Wizard died.

http://tv.msn.com/tv/article.aspx?news=265522>1=7703

I may cry myself to sleep tonight. But I know he'll be up there among friends. Like Sherry Lewis. And Lambchop.

Connundrum.

2007-05-22T21:03:08Z

If I clean my closet, I shall have nearly nothing to wear.
If I have nearly nothing to wear, all that will be left are things that fit me.
If all the things I have left fit me, I will not cry every time I sort through my closet.
If I do not cry every time I sort through my closet, I can bring myself to attempt to refill it.

Or I can just procrastinate online.
That would be dandy.

This one spreads like wildfire..

2007-04-24T01:49:48Z

I had coffee after noon and am thoroughly awake. As such, please indulge in my madness!

Go to IMDB.com and look up 10 of your favorite movies. Post the first three official IMDB "Plot Keywords" for these 10 picks. Have your friends guess the names.

1. Singapore / Cross Cultural Relationship / Android

2. Profanity / Sequel / CIA Agent

3. Airplane / Pilot / Aviation (One person's going to get this, because he knows it makes me cry.)

4. Amnesia / Erased Memory / Boyfriend Girlfriend Relationship

5. Hidden Character / Farce / Mafia

6. Redemption / Musician / Sex

7. Gun / Airplane Accident / Kiss (There was an airplane in this? o_o)

8. Fast Motion Sequence / Accidental Killing / Shot In The Eye

9. Amusement Park / Desertion / Drunk Scene

10. Bridge / Old Flame / Revenge

Grindhouse.

2007-04-07T22:21:50Z

Comparable to oral sex.

Discuss.

The long and short of it..

2007-03-25T23:51:09Z

Last week was rather busy, I went to something like a girl-convention. They had free-flowing constatnly-at-your grasp booze and all the acoutrements necessary for a girl. There was jewelry, pretty clothes, and things that smell good. Basically, the big three.

How I ended up there? I invited a friend as kind of a way to get things reestablished and invigorated betwixt us, we haven't hung out in a while. She sent around a mass email to get the group going.. and dropped the ball. Me already set with a ticket. No hard feelings, things tend to disintergrate fast if I put forward plans.. so, again, it had all the pretty things girls fancied, with booze and servers to fit anyone's fancy--either a well-dressed woman or a uniformed male. The grab bags were fantastic, I'd sign up to go again in a minute, just.. I'd love for there to be a group with me, people didn't seem to socialize but with their clique--and that's no surprise as it is, you know, a bunch of women. I had most of a midori on a predominantly empty stomach, started stumbling, and exited stage right suddenly craving fast food.

Friday was alright, Rob and I had one hell of a fight. In email. At work. Whatever, I had something else on my plate. So. eBay had a usability survey thing rolling through Boston. I signed up. What I didn't know is that they'd be coming over. And videotaping. My coworkers advised me I'd probably be chopped up and eaten. I had to also convince my roommate Deb that if suits came into the apartment and were watching me on my machine it wouldn't be "To Catch A Predator" or the RIAA coming to extract some divine revenge. A half hour after they've arrived, they're out, I'm $200 closer to breaking even. Usability tests are pretty neat, I like to over explain myself, so it works out just fine. Just in time, my pants seem to be shrinking as fast as my waist expands, it's noooo good. I got a haircut, some new shampoo and conditioner.. I'll hit up Downtown Crossing's Filene's Basement in search of some slacks.

Other than that, I'm hardly seeing Rob with his new job. Goodie. But the weekends are here for a reason.

Ugh.

2007-03-18T19:09:28Z

More shit breaks.
She refuses to apologize.
What does it take to get some freaking support here?!

Just venting. Sorry. I have an eyetwitch.

It ain't all bad.

2007-03-07T18:09:05Z

Maybe I woke on the right side of the bed, maybe it was the birds chirping, or maybe I just opened my damn eyes. My tax return is gone, but in it's stead are jeans that fit, a mattress that won't kill Rob and may even support my back, bills are paid, and strangely a little peace of mind.

So I've been sick for the past few days, with a touch-and-go nosebleed and all that fun. My roommate Deb is about the sweetest woman in creation, offering me teas, herbal supplements, advice and the whole nine yards. I keep thinking, you know, how awesome it'd be to get the hell out of Boston--but why? Rob and I are more than close enough, he can see a good buddy of his, he lives with a friend of his, I have better relationships with the friends I have up here than I ever did in Philly. I have an awesome roommate--a friend, really, that's amazing beyond words. I have all the space I need to myself.

My boss and coworkers are awesome. Period. My company is a little shitty, but so what? It's all what you make of it, right?

My relationship is great. To the point I'm cozy, not neurotic and not worrying. Mom likes to put her foot down about this shit, but you know what? I'm happy. If I didn't come to Boston, go through the gauntlet and all of that, he wouldn't be here. We wouldn't be together.

Not talking to my mom, as you mostly may know. It's working fine for me this time. When last we did this song and dance number, I bawled. I'm so magically indifferent right now.

We're starting to sift through roommates, it's going well we're getting some quality applicants. The celings are getting painted, we have a new washer. There's supposed to be a roofer out here soon, and we've got a window guy looking to plead our case to the landlord. New windows and a third person to share the bills makes my wallet smile.

Sarah at work hooked me up with a lithium battery. I have a phone that works now. I didn't have to spend money. My Uncle says he's mailing out a new video card and a couple gigs of RAM so I can get up to speed on WoW. If he comes through, he is my new olympic hero.

My god, things are coming together.

I was thinking, you know, I set this goal this year for better grace and poise in my person. To be healthier, etc. I thought I haven't accomplished a blessed thing--I was wrong. I'm eating fruits. I hate them, but I am eating them. I'm taking Deb's advice, I'm asking Rob for help in how to lighten up and the like. I'm taking care of my skin, which is something I never did. I'm taking care of my hair and growing it out, which is something I never thought I would do again.

I've been through some shit this year, I've bottomed out and I've been tired, but I'm closest to being me on my terms than I've ever been before. That freak out? That's the strings starting to frey. It's a good sign. It's a good thing.

I'm going to make this short and sweet..

2007-02-12T17:00:54Z

I always did kind of root for Anna Nicole, somewhere in the back of my mind I really hoped she'd pull out of what seemed like implausable odds. Watching a snipbit of The View brought me to saying that aloud. I thank you for listening.

I haven't been sociable for a mess of reasons, we've hit bad times up here in Beantown and it's not of the gastrointestinal sort. Money, time, work, life, cold, juggling that fine balance between friend and aquaintance with more than a couple people. It feels very hollowing. The long and short of it? I've been trying to scrape two people up from depression, and I'll give you a hint: one of them would happen to be me.

I've decided to continue to ride that pony called work for a while longer. I had some serious principle issues with the majority of things going on--changes in attitudes, prociedures and all that boring rot that makes people skim my entries. It occured to me that if I bail ship, when I'm the most affected in process but least affected in principle, I'm doing nothing more than a glorified shoot-myself-in-the foot. Goodie. I'm going to stick in for the long haul, or at least till I get school going and find I need something more braindead and innocuous.

I decided to take a part of the week off to get some bodies up and out of the door, it's not happening. Had my own miniature breakdown slash vent session and got my head clear. I'm left with a pretty general feeling of "Now what?"

Internet's not functioning, I'm piggybacking someone else illegally, and hoping that's just a temporary thing.

I may have become lactose intolerant.

Nevar forget 01/31/07

2007-02-01T23:55:40Z

Have I stated lately how much I fucking hate it here? Srsly.

Headding back to Boston.

2006-12-26T11:30:44Z

A lot of good, a good bit of bad this year. I'm still in hives, waiting for clothes to dry and such, while I ponder how everything's going to fit into my bag. If you're back in Beantown, I'll see you soon. If I missed you while I was in Philly, I'll try much harder next time.

Wawa Milkshake machines rocked my world.

Not the cheeriest of posts.

2006-12-18T21:34:06Z

So.. now I have hives, and have for the past two weeks. If they're stress related, they're not dissapearing till I'm safe at home away from the HaHacienda back at 318 Sharon. I love my family, but only because I have to.. I go for Geoff. This year, looking back, was a fucked up one between mom and me. It's not really looking to get much better, either. Dad is kind of in the background, not really a part of my life, teetering on the cusp of "I know that guy".

Not trying to be bitter, but it's been extra rough this year. To the point, it's like, were this a job or a game, I'd throw in the towel. Rob's been my backbone, and he was in Ohio this past week. Embarassing to say, I'm not standing so sure on my own too feet. Like we didn't expect this.

I'm so very looking forward to January 1---or rather December 30th. Parties are good.

Now truthfully, who didin't see this coming?

2006-11-29T15:17:03Z