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Monday, January 28, 2002
Last update of the Holidays. Tomorrow I start year 12. Yay. I have a full day ahead of me too, since I have every lesson plus art lessons after school (My first. I want to learn to paint).
Got some friends around to D&D tonight. Finally. Very happy. My character is a gnomish fighter/cleric. Short little dumpy thing too. I'm quite happy ^_^ Short sentences. Stupid writer. Gablah.
I also went on a gemini convoy with Tod and Olivia yesterday. Up to victr harbor and back sitting between two speakers with techno music playing as loud as could be stood. I can still hear the drums if it's quiet enough. I hope I remember this when I'm going deaf in later life.
I'd freak, but I'm a bit tired.
But I love this song. 'Dreams of ordinary men' by Dragon. I think I'll look up the lyrics. Although I SHOULD be going to bed. Ah well.
My printer is absolutely atrocious. I must do something about that soon...
Enough.
"Helo? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can her me... Is there anyone home?"
Pink Floyd 'Comfortably numb'
Sunday, January 20, 2002
More tests. So, I'm either
Or (The more accurate, since I'm far from self sacrificing or even remotely a sweetheart) the runner up...
Which female character from Final Fantasy 4-10 are you?
Go find out here! made by
Eiko? Well, that was.. A shock.
Friday, January 18, 2002
Howdie. Is it really wise to be wearing blate mail in a thunder storm? What about thermal underware at this very moment? M' not on the chain-gang yet though my friend. Yes, it's hot as all hell, I'm tired as all hell, and I think today I will talk about the single betsy person in my life.
His Name is Bramwell Albert Bear and he's 17 years old. He's got a cute little pair of brown eyes and has been with me since forever. When we met, we were the same height, which is saying someting. We were in the cradle together.
On top of that, I've never seen another bear that looked quite like him. My Bramwell is unique.
I'm sure you've worked out by now that Bramwell is by best, dearest and most comforting Teddy Bear. The first bear I got. Mum's afraid to wash him in case he falls appart, but I still sleep with him (There's my quirk, or one of them.) He's lasted for a while now. I guess they really don't make 'em like tey used to. His nose is missing though.
I wonder how the hell one gets to be 'Miss Nude Universe'?
Anyway, enough. I've worried you all enough.
"I guess nothing can last forever, forever..."
~Summer of 69, Brian Addams (I think...)
Thursday, January 17, 2002
I am a Breakout Bat.I am an abstract sort of creature, who dislikes any sort of restraint. If you try to pigeonhole me, I'll break the box, and come back for more. I don't have any particular ambitions, I just drift, but I am adept at keeping life going along. What Video Game Character Are You? |
OR
I am an Asteroid.I am a drifter. I go where life leads, which makes me usually a very calm and content sort of person. That or thoroughly apathetic. Usually I keep on doing whatever I'm doing, and it takes something special to make me change my mind. What Video Game Character Are You? |
Wednesday, January 16, 2002
I am so happy ::Sobs pathetically:: *You are pathetic* Quiet Star-girl! Who asked you? *>:Þ*
I frequently say how strange people in general are. I believe I will continue to say that until the day I die a quick and bloody death at the age of 37. Yes, I plan to die young. But that's beside the point. The thing is, person is diferent from people. There are some damn strange individuals. Pretty much everyone is werd on their own. But when you get many of them together... Well, then they start to become frighteningy bizarre. It's all a game, and we're the pawns in it. We don't even get to know the rules, but there sure are a lot of us. When I work out who the kings are, I'm moving in for the kill and I don't care what side I'm on. The main cause for mass strangeness seems to be religion. It doesn't matter if it's mine, yours or anyone elses, they all make you do and think strange things. And not having a religion is a religion in itself, which doesn't help any and just makes things even more odd. Oh the philosophy hey? Let's just say that, in general, We're all screwed. No hope, no salvation. We're humans, we do as humans do. Just like influenza.
Time seems to work diferently to everything else in human knowledge and experience. The further away it gets, the bigger it gets. Last century, things are categorised via their decades. Before that, things start to be categorised either as centuries or by the monarch on the throne at the time. Go back to pre-history, and we start talking in brackets of a million years or so. But then again, where you there?
Hmm, little life, much philosophy. I'm just making random observations, despite the fact no one reads this blog anyway. Except for you, since your reading this now... But of course, if you think about that too much you'll only confuse yourself. It's the old 'Tree in the woods' riddle.
Don't start stuffing around with time, there's a reason we created it. It stops everything from happening at once and allows us to understand it. It occurs to me that there is a reason we create these concepts. One day I would like to fully understand everything, or at least fully understand the human psyche and the way the mass brain works. Of course, that will never happen. It would probably resault in me being locked up in a very small cell in a straight jacket and a gag to stop me from messing with everyone elses mind if it did. But it would make me the single scariest entity in this part of the universe. The first step would be learining every language ever spoken. Knowing the way the creature has developed it's communications is a good way to see into the general psyche. Once you got humanity in general, go for locational, then family and finally, individual. As it shoud be, I suppose.
I guess things are just the way they are. It's our faults, ad we're incapable of doing anything about it.
Heres to the theory of Final Evolution.
"She is like a cat in the dark and then- she is the darkness."
~Fleetwood Mac
Tuesday, January 15, 2002
Well we're well into the holidays now. I've seen the lord of the rings twice so far, and it's the only movie I've seen in the cinema this holidays. Strange yes, but that's the way things happen.
My purple hair dye is all but gone. What I wouldn't give to have naturally purple hair. I'd be sooo happy. I'd be a freak, but I'd be a happy one.
My father and my brother have gone on a fishing trip. Zoe seemed surprised to discover that I'd been allowd to stay here on my own. Can't say I blame her, I'm the least self-sufficient person I know. Yes, the bird is a complete incompitent, no need to act surprised :Þ Heres hoping they don't catch anything, or I'll be eating it upon their return. Which, while not being a bad thing, sure ain't plesant.
I've been meaning to write for a while, but I was never near a computer when I ment to be. On top of that, I've completely forgotten what I wanted to say. Bummer.
I've been writing a lot. What's even more shocking, I've been writing the Hour:25. Guess it's third time lucky. You can read it in the Stories and Soul section of my site, but I'm not certain of it's quality. I try to write in a style that's easy to read while not talking down to the reader, which is harder then it sounds. But my style bothers me little except on my 'Typical Virgo' level (The level that demands perfection and functionality to be combined with style for a smooth, wrinkle free finish. Much like nylon.) It's the plotline itself that bothers me. It hasn't deviated, it's just picked up some things as it went along. Like chapter eight... I can't believe I let her do that. I must really like Ashen and Bara, I nearly killed them.
It's funny how that works. The more I like a character, the more hell I put them through. I put Angel through the wringer so many times it's amazing she's not flat as a pancake. I'm not terribly nice to Akai either, but I think I'm nicer to her then I could be. After all, she's still got Erik. I also intend to start doing Nasty things to Bran some time in the future... Now I'm deviating something chronic.
Black is begining to unnerve me. I've been asked to draw and colour so many black ceratures. It's not so bad when it's CGed, it's just hard as hell to get them to look true black and not as boring as all hell. But when your colouring them in in pencil, you start to go a little ga-ga by the end of it. I beleive I was sitting at my desk crying 'Please, no more black! just no more...'
But I'm over it. Sort of... And besides, I've already ranted about this. I should probably avoid ranting about how odd it lookswhen I colour wings in a colour not seen anywhere else on the animal. They do it for humans all the time, by giving them either white or black wings. Maybe I'm alone in finding it illogical that a person whose follicles are coloured brown will have pure white wings. More likely the backs will be brown and the underside white, and the tips may or may not be white. I'm not avoiding it, am i?
My dog is splotchy.
I took the flapping birds off my roof. It's a sad day for the world when about 30 birds are taken from the sky. My room seems a little more bare now, come to think of it. It's too bad I don't have all my old ones form the first Rosewater house, I'd have over 50 to hang up. yes I know, how old am I suposed to be again?
Well, enough ranting for now.
"Wouldn't it be lovely to be back in Krondor tomorrow and say 'Why, no Highness, no troubles at all. We just strolled up to Widow's Point, raised the ship, got the Tear, wandered back down the coast and here we are.' Wouldn't that be fine?"
~James, Krondor: Tear of the Gods


