an imaginary job

I found a web site that has people's stories, a lot of which are kinda fucked up. They are going to start posting illustrations to these stories starting next year. I decided to try a hand at it but unfortunately I think they already found some art for the story I've been working on the most. Here it my work-very-in-progress:








Now I'll turn my attention to others, like this one:

how i spent my christmas

I sang Turkey Lurkey Time to Jeremy's Warcraft guild members.

Gay? Check.

Geek? Check.


*that's not them, btw*

I also saw AVP:R. I will soon post a review of it on my other place thing where I write stuff.

i hated crocodile rock anyway

I don't go out and do things very often, I'm a total homebody. Usually it's the movies, but rarely do I want to see a performer or band or anything that might involve a lot of people so much that it will make me get off the couch and go outside. There was one thing, however, that I was looking forward to for sometime.
When I fully listened to Tilly and the Wall's two albums earlier this year I decided that, come hell or high water, I was going to see them live when they came to Seattle. I enjoyed their music more than anything I had heard in years. I was thrilled when I checked the Crocodile's calendar of events a few weeks ago and saw that they were going to be there in March. Now we all know that the Croc shut it's doors last week.
It seems logical that if the band is on tour they will find a new venue. I have not checked yet. However if they don't, I have learned that there might be something to my philosophy. Just stay home.

don't you wish your boyfriend was rad like mine?

He gave me my Christmas present and yeah, I'm totally going to show it off:

Yeah, man! It's even more beautiful in real life. My favorite thing about it is how much it reminds me of a station wagon.

Also, If it weren't for Jeremy, I wouldn't have gotten to see Dina Martina (who I'm sure I will see many times in the future) or my new favorite movie...please click the wheel.
Now that you are officially jealous, you may go.

king cutie

Barbra Walters was on The View showing off her Christmas cards. First she showed the card from the White House that contained a bible passage in it. She commented on how she thought it was strange that the White House has a religious card, that she didn't remember them being religious in the past. She said something like "Do you think agnostics and athiests and muslims get the same card?" She went on to say that she wasn't saying anything bad about the White House, then cleared her throat a little in a way that made me feel her nudge the audience with her elbow.
Later on she showed the card from King Abdullah II of Jordan. I couldn't help but think, isn't he just the littlest bit dreamy?

well read

It's been a while. School's out. Thank goodness. I can drink beer again! I'm pretty sure I aced math and probably yoga. Communication...not so much. I'll post my grades as soon as I get them. Now on to today's post...

I often criticize myself for not reading very much, other than comic books. While comics are a valid form of art, once in a while I'll feel like I'm not as intelligent because I don't read. However, I just as often remember that I have in fact read quite a few books, some that might even be considered literature. I would say that these are some of my favorites, but when it comes to reading I haven't read a book if I didn't really like it in the first place. That's why I never finished books like Candide, The Ice Storm, or The Stranger. I just didn't enjoy them (although I like "Killing an Arab").

Here's a rundown of my favorite favorites:

The Invisible Man by H.G. Wells. Just enough science-fiction, mystery, action and all around entertainment to satisfy my need for intelligent garbage. The hardest part was wanting to envision this naked man but not being able to because, well, he's invisible.





The Stepford Wives and Rosemary's Baby by Ira Levin. Kind of like what I said about The Invisible Man. A little trashy but so much fun, and I don't expect trashy fun from such great writers. I have yet to see or read any of Levin's plays but other books I want to experience are The Boys from Brazil and Sliver (even if I will think of UB40 with every turn of the page.) Both novels I've read are almost exactly like their movie adaptations. Needless to say I love both movies also. Now, the Frank OZ Stepford remake was total crap, but I know it was supposed to be tongue-in-cheek. If I look at it that way, it was kind of funny. Sometimes.

The Bad Seed by William March. I reviewed this book on my review site. You can go there and read about it, but I warn you, I give away the ending.






Les Miserables by Victor Hugo. I read this in my senior year AP english class. The unabriged version. I still can't believe I did. Well, I did skip the part about Waterloo. It didn't really have to do with the story. I can see why I liked the book, what with my love of long, drawn out soap-opera-like stories. There's lots of melodrama and plot twists. I also liked to believe that Jean Valjean and Javert were, or had been, lovers. I don't know why, perhaps because of the obsession. I haven't seen the musical, but the movie version with Liam Neeson was kinda lame. If I ever read this again, it's going to be the abridged version!

Lots of Stephen King. Hey, its' like the highest quality fast food you can find.

So, I still have to finish Le Livre Blanc which should take about 30 min if I get myself started. And Seth just let me borrow The Life of Pi, which I'm pretty excited about.