Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Long overdue

Hello internetland,

Sorry for absence. I have been otherwise engaged with Domesticity. Ok domesticity and World of Warcraft. WoW is fun. But at the same time its mundane. I can see the addiction creeping about on the fringes of my sanity... its yellowed eye glares at me with greed and malice. Lucky for me I have been able to kick a few of my addictions (no I never was addicted to heroin ppl... paj and I made that up to make me look hard) recently so i feel the strength of will brewing in my belly to keep the WoW junk requirements at bay.

Artwise... ive made a couple abortive attempts on etchings.... one drypoint that made me angry and wasted a plate... and one soap lift that wouldn't stop lifting. I have a Koichi Kyuno on my wall that inspires and motivates me but at the same time pisses me off because his soap lift on it is ridiculously perfect. the fucker... i even watched him make that plate.

The pa'rentals are coming to visit this weekend and then they are taking me and Qtip on a weeklong excursion to Ireland! As far as the fungus archipelago goes id say that Ireland is the land of rain and beer. Dublin here we come! Im quite looking forward to temple bar and all its groovy arty tourism! I hope its like dartmouth... land of 4 michelins and tourist-art! good food and bad art make for GREAT rants.

I have no idea how long the parents are sticking around for... my mom keeps telling me her itinerary but then it changes... then it changes back... then something else changes... then a level 8 Dire Boar charges me, i take 43 damage and i lose interest in the conversation all together and mutter noncommittal monosyllabic grunts while desperately jumping like a fool online in attempts to flee rabid pork.

Today im very sleepy too. Im not sure why either. I had a series of odd dreams though. In one of them... little tiny baby ferrets the size of... well they started out about an inch long... then they shrunk and were half a fingernail long.... then they decided to bite my hand and burrow into my flesh. Delving like dwarves or... other delving things... and let me tell you... it fethin hurt. i had to pinch my hand where they were burrowing to make them back up and get out of my flesh. the fuckers. I believe there was an angst ridden sexual tension dream as well in the recesses of my nocturnal subconscious. I hate those dreams... My protestant upbringing trained me to be a puritan in dreams alone. Its ridiculous.

Well i guess i will get on with the rest of my day now... not a lot on the schedule but i will attempt to stay awake.

O heres a quckie



cheers!

p

Monday, August 22, 2005

Flash update


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Monday, August 08, 2005

Terrain

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Tuesday, August 02, 2005

not to mention the Heat.....


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