Today is stupid Day!
Concidering that yesterday was the day I smacked myself out and forgot that I had a presentation, the fact that TODAY is stupid day should say wonders.

Today I have overslept, missed my bus, forgotten to check my new laptop case to see if it has the strap still in it (it doesn't), forgotten WHERE to get off the bus, fallen asleep ON the bus and missed my stop. God damn, I suck.

Now - for the comic front. Not this weekend, but the weekend after, is 24 Hour Comic weekend - Go here to read about it. By then if I haven't handed in the last of my work, I am in serious trouble, so I should b able to do itagain this year - and I'm really looking forwards to it. This year the requirements count is more strict - rather then just including the items, we have an item, dialogue and character requirement to choose from. It should be good - and it may even be easier, if you know that one of your characters HAS to be a policeman or a Snake charmer, for example. Last year my plot genreator came up so blank I canibalised a story I couldn' actually remember.

I can't wait ^_^!

Also, on a similar front - apparently there's a DoujiCon (self published comic convention) in Melborne! It's on the 29th of July at the Monash uni! Damn, I want to go T_T I won't have anything to sell, but it'll be great to walk arond and see what people have brought, see what the up-and-commers are doing, all that. Of course, I'd have myself a bit of trouble getting to Melborne... Since I have no transport, and no-where to stay once I got there T_T

I'm silly, I know XP

I should really get back to my comic production. But Uni and my laziness keeps me back. I suck.

Alright, enough said - back to work.
- posted by Washi @ 4:16 pm 0 comments

 
head hurty
If this day manages to get better, I'll be sure to tell you. But darlin', it ain't looking good.
- posted by Washi @ 10:36 am 0 comments

 
Say it with SPAM
Just crazy.

I made it all the way here. To campus, from the city… waited the two hours…

But I really can’t be bothered going to the lecture. I go primarily so that I can get the details on assignments and such-forth, but…

No, I really just can’t bring myself to hang around that long for a lecture that isn’t particularly useful to me. How completely lame is that? I can’t really do much more assignment work with my lap-top, but damn – I can do something, once Lythias gets his behind in to the city.

And this keyboard is freaking awful to type on.

I’m thinking of trying some light, fluffy projects to keep me occupied until the end of the year, when I can start GoC in earnest again. At the moment, I’m kind of thinking of a sort of demonology project – basically, I’m just gonna draw up some Sorcerer’s Story style demons. I’ve got Magadon and Wrath already, and Malice is designed… why not have some fun with the monsters?

I’ve had an idea for a really quick comic shot that I think I should do as well, because I need to do more sequential art. I haven’t worked anywhere near hard enough at it yet.

Need to stop procrastinating work now… See you ‘round.
- posted by Washi @ 2:48 pm 0 comments

 
When You're Done, Will Life Get Back To You?
Sometimes, I think that there really must be a time for everything. Late April to early May has been a kind of drawn out stab at the heart of nostalgia. I've been encountering people and names that I've not encountered for years now. Well, two to three years in most cases. No names will be mentioned, of course, but people dear to me from many phases of my life, people I admired that I got the chance to associate with, and people I miss dearly.

I know it's been months since I've been here. In truth, Uni has kept me very busy, so that what little social life I have is strained and mostly centered around RP, which is a really sad state of affairs. I don't want the bulk of my interactions with other people to be through someone else. And yes, while I am aware that I could bloody well pick up the phone and call someone (lazy bum that I am), I'm extremely bad at phones. I may be kind of scared of them, which ranks pretty high up on the irrational fears list, right behind any type of vegetable, furniture and nitrogen. Imagine having an irrational fear of dining tables. Makes everything else seem tame really.

But it leaves one wondering 'why now? Why, when I have no time and no way to catch up with these people and try to restore some sort of friendship, which I do want, do I suddenly hear them all again?' It's a touch distressing, remembering the way things were back when I interacted properly with them.

Okay, so things weren't always great. Thinking back, I can remember a whole tone of not great stuff. Because not great is always assesed by weight. But looking at my life now there's a tone of not great stuff smack down here too. Always centered around people of course - perhaps people just can't get along for any length of time. Small things and they turn on each other like rabid weasels attempting to eat everyone else first. And I know it's just me missing the point, or at least large portions of events, but it seems to happen so often. And it scares me. More then anything else. Because I know how easy it would be to become a target - I've been burned, and I know I harp on about it, but it's one of the most important lessons that life ever bothered to tell me. Even if you do nothing wrong, even if you do everything right, and even if you really try- if people decide to turn on you, they will do so. Viciously, maliciously, without care and without sympathy - And there isn't a damn thing you can do about it. And I've never been good at taking abuse with grace, and I don't have it in me to be angry or vengeful back. It just looks so pathetic and floundering when you try to fight back - it's impossible, it never works, because the attackers are without sympathy, in a group, and full of the fire of their own self certainty. They are in the right. You are in the wrong. Even if you explan that NEITHER of you are right, or BOTH of you are right, there is no middle ground. And perhaps if I were stronger that thought wouldn't distress me as much.

It's stupid to think of it, after all these years. But I've never been good at overcoming my past.

Wow, that was a drag down. Best climb out of the pit here. I'm not exactly healthy, but I'm not discernably unhealthy, I can't type to save my life, and I walked a lot today. There isn't a lot to complain about.

I'm trying to imagine a world built on dreams and infected with nightmares. I should stop scribling people for a while and work on it. It'd be better, I think.

Later, puppies. Be the love genereration, hey?
- posted by Washi @ 2:23 am 2 comments