INTRO, INTRO, BLAH BLAH BLAH! BOOMSHACKA, BOOMSHACKA, RAH RAH RAH! :D

Um . . . Welcome? And stuff?

EDIT -- 4/12/08 -- It occurs to me that I really ought to put something productive up here, but you see . . . ¡No hablo español! D: Esta oración y la anterior -- ambas son ficciones de tu imaginación. . . . No, seriamente. Prometo. *crosses heart* . . . Y si no puedes entender cómo eso es una excusa razonable, ummm, eres obviamente insano y debes aceptar simplemente el hecho de que soy demasiado perezoso. :(

They say the Nile used to run from East to West . . .

So I was in the process of pouring my morning orange juice when I saw this ladybug take a suicide dive into the kitchen sink. Seriously, it just crawled up there and . . . jumped. Deliberately. I watched it kick around in the water for a second or two, bemused, because it actually looked like it was just having a pleasant little swim in there instead of dying horribly. But as far as I know, ladybugs don't swim for recreational purposes, so I decided to help it out anyway.

I stuck it on the leaf of a houseplant, and never saw it again. I like to believe it went on to lead a rich, fulfilling life. :)

Yup. I'm a hero.

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Also, lookit what I drew today instead of working on what I was supposed to. I think it's probably the best piece of fanart I've ever drawn, ever. Srsly.

. . . You guys seriously need to yell at me for being a lazy bum, 'kay? ♥ Haha.

I've never seen a man eat so many chicken wings!

Oh man, busy busy busy! I've been swamped. Between school in general, my art teacher & tech teacher especially, friends' birthday parties which the responsibility of planning somehow always manages to fall on me, helping Aunt Tammie get the house ready for her massive Thanksgiving-party-dinner-thing (and also convincing her to let Krista and me do most of the food preparation. I love my aunt, but jeez, that woman can't cook. XD) . . . Anyway, sorry I haven't been around much, but you know how it goes. Heh.^^; I'm catching a break today, spent most of it sleeping. Woot!

I've got most of the major art projects out of the way, with the exception of one . . . Well okay, two, but that other one's supposed to be a group effort. If it's not done on time, I fully intend to blame it on the other people involved. It's just been me and Brittany doing the majority of the work there, anyway . . . *sigh*

My tech teacher, who is also in charge of the yearbook class, has cajoled me into drawing the cover for this year's yearbook. I couldn't say no. She's just so . . . so nice. A very nice person. Yes. I would've felt really bad if I'd refused, especially since I'm so lazy when it comes to turning in the work for her class. (It's a required course, otherwise I wouldn't be taking it. Buncha stuff I've known since jr. high.)

The theme for this year is, "A Step Forward and A Look Back." Hailey came up to me at lunch and handed me this tiny, folded-up piece of paper from the depths of her bluejeans pocket, which turned out to be the concept sketch:

I've got the actual drawing done now, and I've shown it to Mrs. D. She approves of that, so yay. The thing I'm a bit worried about is the coloring. The landscape is all funky, unnatural colors. I couldn't help it. XD Since the first drawing of it I saw was on purple paper, I couldn't get it out of my head that the terrain was, in fact, purple. lol Oh well. I can change it if she wants. (yay Photoshop!)

Other than that, this weekend was pretty wild. Man. I'd tell you about it, but it'd be epic in length. Lots of cake, and fire, and inappropriate content. Happy seventeenth birthday, Holly. Hahaha. I'll just have you know that it's not what you think, and that my friends and I are horribly abnormal compared to most other people our age. Also, I hope to God I never-ever again am in a car with Stan, when said car has been pulled over by the police. Never again. I've said it before, and I'll say it again: The guy has all the social skills of a dead beaver. I luv ya Stan, but please, for the love of all that is good in this world, learn when to keep your mouth shut. Please. x_X

Haha, it was fun, though.^^ No worries.

I don't know how active I'll be on here in the days to come, I know I'll be pretty busy until after Thanksgiving, at the very least. Probably longer, meh. Anyway, just letting you know I'm not dead. I know some of you guys haven't been having the best of times. :( *hugs* You're in my thoughts; don't think I don't care just 'cause I'm not commenting left and right. You need me, you know how to get in touch. Other than that, have a good one.^^

*sigh* . . . The holidays are upon us. Brace yourselves for the ounslaught. ¬_¬

Golly Gosh

It seems that I've been promoted in my household: Whereas I was once Taker-Outer of the Garbage, I am now Fetcher of the Saturday Morning Newspaper.

(No misconceptions are to be had, though. I still have to take out the garbage. Now I just do this other thing in addition.)

This pleases me, as I can now have the truck all to myself once a week, and turn the music up as loud as I wish. I will also not have to deal with claims that my music is "stupid," or that I am a terrible driver simply because I don't put on the turn signal on a dirt road out in the middle of nowhere, when there's nobody behind me to even see the turn signal or care that I've put it on.

. . . Or that I drive "too fast," even though I'm making a concious effort to drive slowly when Grandpa's in the vehicle. lol Seriously:

"Slow down! Yer goin' too fast!"

"I- . . . I'm only doing fifteen!"

"Well go ten!"

"The speed limit is thirty-five!"

"Well, rah rah rah, blah young people blah, rant rant experience rant . . ."

. . . He just does it to get on my nerves, too. We're so much alike sometimes it kills me.

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In other, videogame-related news: Lost Odyssey is a really, really, awesome game. If you or one of your friends has an Xbox 360, I suggest you give it a play. Especially if you're a fan of Final Fantasy. The graphics are beautiful and the storyline's already made me cry twice (Just a little bit!! >:o Silent, manly tears! Respectable tears! Srsly!), and I just started playing it last night.

It's bloody loooooong, though. 4 discs! This is gonna take me a while . . .

Learn something new every day . . .

There's this really old portrait of my Great-Great Grandma Whatsername hanging in the hallway over here. It always bugged me to look at it, because one of her eyes is looking off in a slightly different direction from her other eye. It's not too noticable if you aren't really looking at it, but I always see it everytime I walk by there and it's just kind of irritating.

I used to think it was just an error, that the artist had messed up. But today, Grandpa caught me staring at it and told me a story. So guess what?

Great-Great Grandma Whatsername had a glass eye. And apparently, she liked to pop it out at random moments and scare people with it, too. XD

Yup. I've decided that I like Great-Great Grandma Whatsername very much. (Even if I can't remember her name to save my life . . .)

Happy Halloween, yo!

So, so, tonight Brittany and I took Stan's little brother trick-or-treating. (Stan had to stay home and pass out candy. I think he ate most of it for himself though, haha.)

I frickin' love that kid. XD He's just so amusing. He's three years old and went as a farmer for Halloween. My absolute favorite quote from tonight:

Lady at the door: Aww, you're so cute! Are you a farmer?

Stan's brother: No, I'm Connor.

lol It continued like that for the rest of the night, too. We ran into Brittany's family and Connor was taking to her little brother . . .

Brittany's brother: I'm a ninja.

Connor: I'm Connor.

XD

So yeah. Happy Halloween, Everybody!