| Excitement |
[May. 25th, 2012|07:31 am] |
So Kate and I are looking into a studio space next Tuesday. There's a building in Pilsen that has a few spots open, which would be ideal because it would take both of us about the same amount of time to get there, and the spaces look good from pictures (plus the rent isn't bad at all)
that being said, I need a job, preferably part time, as I have classes and such. I have the money to pay my side of the rent for now, but not continuing on into the foreseeable future. I cannot be dependent on the money I make designing invites, my freelance work comes and goes a lot (plus I just did something for trade, so payment doesn't even always come in the form of $$$)
So, if any of you have an in for a goodish PT position let me know! |
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| Writing binge |
[May. 13th, 2012|11:23 pm] |
So, I've been on a story planning roll lately.
I signed up for a writing class last week (starts on the 30th) and ever since then I've been working on a story.
But for the first few days I was stuck like a dinosaur in tar.
I just couldn't fit a plot around my characters...
That's a completely normal problem for many of us animation/comics kids I think... we might be able to come up with some of the best and most innovative character designs but ask us to make a sensible story out of them and we go "what? BUT I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS! how am I supposed to chop that down into one logical story?!"
(man, the number of student comics I read that suddenly took off in a random direction without giving any context is insane)
But yesterday.. or maybe Friday (I'm not sure which) it just fucking came to me that all of my problems could be solved by taking what was once a minor background detail and making it the building blocks for
I now have over 6 very dense MS word pages full of background details. hell, I even spent an hour doing a population chart this morning.
I am so excited. |
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| UGH |
[May. 1st, 2012|10:41 pm] |
Guys, I think I have pink eye.
ugh! WTF. I'm not a toddler. |
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| Oh hey guys |
[Apr. 7th, 2012|10:11 pm] |
So my hair is temporarily half pink and stuff... it'll be this way till C2E2 and then I'll transition back to normal methinks |
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| ugh |
[Apr. 2nd, 2012|09:24 pm] |
Being sick on your birthday is no fun.
No Fun |
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| ZOMBIE VAMPIRES: the awakening |
[Mar. 22nd, 2012|07:42 am] |
*** So I had this crazy dream about zombie vampires/vampire zombies and instead of typing it out exactly as it happened for accuracy, I'm going to make it flow better by changing details and making it more reader friendly, it might take me a couple days to get it all written out. also this shit was terrifying***
Jin sat at the kitchen table, a long cold mug of coffee wrapped in her hands and a vacant stare on her face. It was obvious she was no longer "living in the moment" as she had done for years. Her eyes were bloodshot and baggy, her hair a mess, and she was grinding her teeth, which couldn't be good for her overall dental health.
Across the table from her brother Liang made these mental notes. His sister was going to break at some point, possibly soon.
It was very possible though, that he would break too.
They sat like that. Neither one making the move to talk or offering food or giving advice. Laughing had gone out the window weeks ago, but common niceties like small talk had left more recently.
A large thump rang out from the upper floor of the house. Jin snapped out of her reverie and looked at her brother in terror.
"What do you think that was?" She asked, but she already knew the answer.
before he could open his mouth to answer a shrill cry came out from upstairs "Uncle Liang, come help me with something!"
Liang set down his own mug- which was as empty as it had been when he removed it from the shelf- and stood.
Jin grabbed his arm.
"Jin..." He said disapprovingly. She wasn't being helpful at all.
"Don't" She said. Her eyes pleaded with him.
He shook her arm off. "Why don't you go start the bonfire"
Jin nodded and made her way outside.
The sun was shining, the grass was green, the birds were chirping, if it wasn't for the giant black spot where pristine green lawn had once been Jin would almost have thought that nothing had changed.
Jin placed a starter log and some kindling in the middle of the black circle and let it light.
After a while Liang appeared, his shirt soaked through with sweat and the two of them worked at building up he fire in silence for a while.
Liang sat down and put his hands on his face.
"Aunt Carol is dead Jin", his voice breaking as he spoke, "she killed her"
Jin sat next to her brother and placed her arm around him.
Over the last few weeks their large extended family had dwindled down to near nothing. They had lost their parents, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, great aunts, nephews, and sister to the beast that lived upstairs. Now all that remained was Jin, Liang, their Great Uncle and the beast. Everyone else had been thrown into the bonfire.
Two days later Jin was called up to the little apartment on the second floor of the house around dawn.
"Hello Auntie" Smiled the beast, she was looking well fed, her young body had a healthy glow about it.
"Could you please take this outside for me?"
Laying just beyond her was Liang's lifeless corpse. His throat torn out and his eyes wide open.
Jin tried not to think she just hefted the body over her shoulder as the beast sat and watched her struggle with the weight.
Jin had barely made it out the door when the beast pulled along side her and whispered into her ear "You'll never leave here Auntie"
The smile on her 12 year old face shook Jin to her very core.
(to be continued) |
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| THE PAIN |
[Mar. 20th, 2012|05:11 pm] |
So, this is probably the least gross thing I could ever write about my PMS.
Lately, when I am PMSing I get the WORST heartburn/acid reflux.
Seriously, I don't have this problem otherwise. I could eat the spiciest, nastiest food and be fine, but if I eat anything the week before my period I feel like someone is pouring drain cleaner down my throat and injected some into my heart as well, just for kicks!
(Alternate option: sandpaper, I think you can come up with the visuals)
Tums do nothing, so I bought something stronger... the pain is maybe half... but it still hurts
ugh. |
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| yes. |
[Feb. 24th, 2012|07:02 pm] |
This will never stop being funny |
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| Warning: Emotional Reading Material Ahead |
[Feb. 21st, 2012|05:55 pm] |
So my friend Karen posted a rolling stone article online.
It was about a school district in Minnesota with an extremely high number of suicides,
many of which were caused by anti-gay bullying.
-you can read the article here-
The article is very well written, but exceptionally hard to read.
I had to get up and walk away at least once per page because I didn't want to cry all over my computer.
It took me 5 hours to finish.
I'm pretty sure this article will hit home with a lot of you.
I know it hits home with me, especially after what my brother went through last year (and continues to go through).
so read it if you can. |
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