Monday, October 19, 2009

I'm Back!

I've been without internets for much too long! A... a week? It was terrifying. But now, not only do I have internets, my own apartment, complete with my own "office," but I also have my own kitty! Ok, well, I suppose the apartment and kitty aren't entirely mine owns, but rather ours ownses, but as everyone knows, after a while couples more or less blend into one entity, so consider it Briara's own.

The kitty's name is Oregano. He's the sweetest kitty ever. And I'm not entirely just being the biased owner, because Cait was NOT the sweetest kitty ever, and I'll admit to it freely, even while loving her totally and completely (and fearing her on an equally as powerful level). Oregano, however, is like a polite little Brittish boy. He plays politely, cuddles politely, meows politely. It's entirely too adorable.

So, I'll hopefully start getting back into my old sketchy posts eventually. We've still got some things to move, but I finally feel like things are settling down into something that resembles a life.

Oh! Also, I saw Paranormal Activity yesternight! Scary!!!

Sunday, September 20, 2009

The New Job

So, finally, two weeks after the fact, it's time for a "job" post. For anyone that's interested in what I'm doing... well I have some bad news for you. It's not really easy to explain. In fact, I'm not even sure myself what I am, or will be doing. However, I can explain at the very least that it has to do with Flash and education. More or less, I assist in the making of Flash-animated videos that help people learn. It's a small company with only five other people in the office, and one telecommuter. I have my own desk, which I recently put tootsie rolls out on, yum!

More or less, it's a hella-perfect job. Everyone there is crazy nice, I'm doing something I like and am supportive of, and may potentially get to work even more closely on artistic things, including animation and some script writing. For now though, it's mostly learning about how things work, and seeing where I can fit. I'd say the one less than perfect thing are the hours. I was concerned about getting a full time job, and this one is full time, and then some. I get in at 8 each day, and get home usually somewhere between 6-6:30. Sometimes even 7:00. That leaves me even less time for my own projects. But ultimately, I feel like this might even be best. It really makes me have to give up my craziness about updating my personal projects in a timely manner, or pleasing people who want more than I can offer, and want it for free. For ten years I've been a slave to this mentality, and with a part-time job, aside from me continuing to be sickeningly poor, I'd probably continue with it.

So, that's the scoop. I strung an ethernet chord all throughout the house to get my internets back (thanks to the gratiousness of Brian's parent's), and you can expect more sketching and blogging from me in the near future.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

My Life is on Hold

No sketch, because I can't sketch. Or rather, I can sketch, but there is nowhere for my scanner to sit now, and even if I could scan, I can't upload because my computer isn't online. This is a perfect example of something that is on hold. In fact, just about everything I do in my spare time is somehow frozen in time in one way or another, and I guess the only thing I can do is wait it out.

No doubt, this is ultimately good for me. I think that I spend too much time "working" anyway, but it is definitely hard to simply sit around doing nothing. Even if I promised myself that I should do more of nothing now that I've started working 48+ hours a week, but somehow it's different to decide to do nothing as opposed to being forced to.

Brian and I had hoped to go camping this weekend, before the weather starts getting too cold, but apparently the place that was close by is closed now, and my car is too feeble and old to make it to the mountainous places that are still open, so we're now facing a weekend of... what? Of waiting. Waiting till we have a place to call home again. -.-

Thursday, August 27, 2009

About Second Life


Just about everyone, when they hear about Second Life, asks what the heck it is. I thought I might share my thoughts on the matter.

As many will tell you, it's not a "game" but rather, I think, a social experiment. What if everyone could be whatever they wanted and do whatever they wanted? What if we had a utopian society with the technology of the Matrix, only everyone knew that they could fly and summon up a rack of guns out of thin air? Second Life is the answer.

At first, one enters Second Life with the realization that they can do and be what they want, so they run around collecting all the free clothes, cars, weapons and other assorted doohickies that they can. Second, you realize that the way cool stuff costs money, so you have to think of a way to get money.

There are several ways to get money. First, there are chairs that you can sit in, and for a given amount of time that you sit in them, (usually 15 or 20 minutes) you get a penny. YAY! There are also games you can play with others, like quiz games where the winner will receive some sort of jackpot. Another way is to get a "job" in which you DJ clubs, bartend, dance in clubs, etc. Usually this is a pay increase to maybe 3-5 cents per 15 minutes. If you're really lucky, you can make a quarter an hour! Next is to provide services or goods. And you can do anything from selling some little trinket you made to selling your body in the SL red light districts.

Now the first two methods of money collecting is the bane of Second Life, in my opinion. When they say "MILLIONS of people play!!!" it's a flat out lie. The majority of Second Life is filled with people sitting in chairs for hours so they can collect a couple pennies. People will often put these money chairs near their shops so that they get a boost in popularity, and as it is with Google, the more people that come to your land, the higher up you'll be on the search engine. So, when you search for things, be it anything, 8/10 times you're going to end up somewhere with about 10 people sitting around blankly (their players somewhere else in RL) with casinos or stores surrounding them, enticing you to buy. 1/10 times you'll get a dance club that has quiz games or jackpot lotto things to get people into their club (usually surrounded in stores), but the majority of people "dancing" are only there to win money or are just using the music like a radio, so they're mostly not interested in chatting or hanging out. The other 1/10 times, you'll end up again somewhere where there are things to buy, and absolutely no one around for miles.

Now, once you get past the money issue, it's time to reinvent yourself, either by buying it or creating it. What I think is a somewhat sad fact about this is that it appears that easily over half of the people on Second Life want to be extremely tall, busty, anorexic hookers. If you go into Second Life, it won't be long before some Barbie doll walks up to you with barely any clothes on and way too much makeup. I'd say that one of the most successful merchants of goods in Second Life is this woman who specializes in women's hair (if you're wondering about what makes the most money in SL, I would say the selling of land (everyone wants a chance to make their own stores, of course)). While lusty women make up about 90% of the SL population, you do get a pretty neat assortment of other things. Furries are very popular, as are machina. I've also seen dragons, various monsters, robots ala the 1930s, lots of Goth and Lolies, even inanimate objects like chairs and phone booths that hop around.

When it comes to what people create, there's an interesting array as well. While there are TONS of stores, there's also everything else under the sun you could think of. Clock towers, ships, space domes, castles, any sort of architecture you can imagine from skyscrapers to villages made out of giant mushrooms. If you spend enough time looking around in SL, you will see some things people have made that are absolutely astonishing and breathtaking.

Finally, there's the question of how one spends their time once they've got themselves dressed up and ready to go. There are plenty of dance clubs, where I've gone to just listen to the music when I'm bored of my own. There are also games that people have coded, all the way from SL Majong and Tic-Tac-Toe to shoote-em-up games. There's an entire city where you can either be a scientist or an undead based off the movie "I Am Legend" and you run around shooting each other. There's also groups that meet up like IRL. There are book clubs, fan clubs of various things, educational groups, etc. One of my favorite places is a movie theater where they play nonstop MST3K.

So what is Second Life? I see it as kind of a simplified look into the human psyche. And if by looking at it, we are looking at what sort of defines the human race in the sense of "this is what they do when its completely left up to them" I see that we can be amazingly creative, predictably susceptive to society's idea of "beauty," obnoxiously greedy, and sadly unsocial.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Reinventing Myself


I feel like the internet has given us this idea of perfection that's even more dangerous than that of models, actors, and musicians. First of all, the internet is this place where not just your local talent can show off their awesomeness, but anyone with computer access all over the world. This means that there is a LOT of REALLY GOOD talent out there from all over.

Second, the internet really offers the perfect place for one to reinvent themselves. You can make a name for yourself, do whatever you want, and if it doesn't work out like you thought, you can get rid of it, pretend it never existed, and show up somewhere else online where no one knows about your past failures. You're a fresh face, ready to take on the world. A new talent, just bursting with potential.

These two concepts have really messed with my head, I feel. First of all, whenever I see someone who does something outstanding, whatever it may be, I think, "I can do that!" And so I do, with gusto. I set up my internet presence, start telling everyone about what I'm doing and for a while I feel pretty great. But then I realize that what I'm doing is OMG no where NEAR as awesome as whatever I wanted to do in the first place. So I tear it all down and leave. I redesign websites, change projects, change devart accounts, youtube accounts, change my online nickname, buy entirely new websites, create secret identities, always looking for that strike of gold: that one time where it'll finally be right. People will look at it and be forced to go, "That's freaking AWESOME!"

And if people do praise me? It's not enough. I want hundreds. Thousands. Millions of people telling me how cool my stuff is. I want them to buy things from me, tell their friends, make my little comic or cartoon or whatever an internet phenomenon. I want to be the next Homestarrunner, Penny Arcade, or Bri-chan. And if I'm not? If things start looking a little not so perfect? If the old dog is looking a little under the weather? I shoot it and buy a new one.

This is a very sad thing to realize about myself. I've recently been wanting to start some things over. Create new accounts, buy another domain name, all for a fresh start. But I think it only makes my state of mind worse. I'm telling myself "you're not good enough, you need to be someone else." So, I'm going to try to keep trucking along with the same old same old, and if it doesn't work out, I have to accept it and simply be happy with what I've accomplished.

...easier said than done.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Goodbye Beaverton


This'll be my last post from Beaverton. Tomorrow, Brian's mom is coming to pick us and our computers up. We'll then stay in his parent's guestroom and search for jobs until we find one. Then it's apartment hunting time, and finally u-haul renting time. I'm not going to really miss Beaverton or Portland. Nothing really happened here. Neither of us ever got jobs or made any friends to leave behind. I just really really really hope I can find a job in Corvallis. I'm so incredibly tired of being a dirt poor, begging debtor. If I have a job, at least then I'll just be a dirt poor debtor only, and those are much more respectable.

Now it's time to take apart my computer and try and go to sleep. It won't be easy. I'm notoriously bad at sleeping before big events. Remember, I lost a job over it... -.-

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

What's wrong with us women folk?

Brian and I have just recently become enchanted with "The Venture Brothers." It's nice to find new shows that you totally fall in love with. But... it can also be a punch in the face. For instance, here's a list of the last few things I've gone mad for.

Venture Brothers
Dollhouse
Pushing Daisies
Lost
Invader Zim

Now. Here's a list of the creaters of said shows.

Jackson Publick
Joss Whedon
Bryan Fuller
Jeffrey Lieber, J.J. Abrams, Damon Lindelof
Jhonen Vasquez

Hm... what do these names all have in common? And this isn't just specific to TV series. Video games, movies, books, and even webcomics are pretty much entirely dominated by men (with the one obvious exception [yes, it's Harry Potter]).

It's intimidating. To say the least. I wonder if part of my reservations toward writing have come from this. Women tend to be WAY more successful in art, and I've found myself attempting to pursue goals in art, even though my talents in it have always played second fiddle to my writing...

Ironically, this picture has nothing to do with my post, even though it looks like some man is grabbing some poor woman, going, "Arg! I'm a man! I own her!" and she's like, "Oh, teehee, don't worry, everything's fine, I just fell down the stairs."

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Heat.

It's so hot. I'm melting. And that's all I can stand to type. @.@

Monday, July 20, 2009

Peanut Butter Adventures


Being a fiction writer means being a slave to your imaginary friends. -.-

Today I'll tell a tale about PB Adventures.

It began back in high school as a school project. Jessica, Kristin and I were to make a radio play. We were all nerds, so we thought that an overly cliche fantasy would be right up our alley. We created the charming yet incompetent hero with a sparkling smile, a big, dumb sidekick, a sarcastic smart sidekick, whiny princess, twisty moustached villain, and grunting villainous sidekick. We also named them after food, just for kicks.

After that, we mostly forgot about the story, except for a laugh or two. However, I started to bring a notebook to class exclusively for notes--as a way to look back at what we said throughout our school years. It wasn't long before one of us made a reference to the radio play in the form of a quote. We continued to quote it back and forth for a bit until we went off script and, well, just kept running with it.

This went on for months, and we filled up notebook after notebook with the crazy adventures of Skip and his pals. There was no rhyme or reason to what we wrote. Characters would spontaneously find themselves in swimming pools, crushed by giant sponges, split into two mini-versions of themselves, have their heads fall off at random. It was a serious mess, but we never intended to make anything of it.

Once high school ended, so too did PBA. With no boring classes to sit through, Jessica and I had little reason to write about Skip's adventures. I eventually tried to make a semi-coherent version, with an ending included, but more or less, it was just as patchy and confusing as the notebooks. Sure, I took out the sponges and talking swords, but there was definitely something still missing.

This led to the ongoing quest of "making PBA coherent." For the next ten years, I didn't so much ask, "what" as much as "why." I would fall to sleep with backstories for each character running through my head. I'd write out the politics of the world. I'd put everyone in the future to see if I could make more sense of it in spaceships. I made it into several kid story versions. There was even a weird version where I had a great deal of the conflicts happening in dreams.

But in the end, nothing has lasted in my mind as much as the traditional fantasy (albeit with some extremely untraditional mechanics). And as many times as I've put it away and said, "I'm not writing this anymore!" As many times as I've started other stories, or decided to give up writing all together due to my extreme lack of success in finishing anything, I've never been able to. Especially with PBA. It seems that if this story doesn't get finished, my restless ghost will wander the earth for eternity, having never accomplished this one goal. Or I'll have to get reincarnated and come across it all over again. Or I'll just get a severe beating in writer-hell.

So, guess what? I'm writing it again!! This is version 17! The original notebook transcription + ending was 115k words (around 460 pages). My longest fully original version was 47k words. My shortest was 823. I also wrote a web comic with 403 six-paneled strips. Seriously, this thing needs to be over with, once and for all.

This time around, I've made a promise not to show it to anyone until it's done. I've noticed that showing it to people = the death of any story of mine. Once it's in the hands of another, you start to go over all the imperfections in your mind, and suddenly realize that you really really suck as a writer! At least once the whole thing's written, if you think that, you've gotten the whole thing written, so after you finish having a pity party about how horrible you are, you can go back to it, read through it, and say, "Hey, this isn't half bad. I think I'll edit it." At least that's the idea.

In any case, thus explains today's picture: Jef (the "true" hero of the story), is picking me up by the collar saying, "Hey! I've been fighting villains for ten years, here! Finish the story already so I can finally take a break. Geepers!" Heroes can't swear.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

qwerty shmerty!


I read recently that the keyboard layout we use today was invented to slow typists down. So today's post is written entirely on a Dvorak keyboard. As you can imagine, my typing right now is far from fast. I also wonder if learning the Dvorak keyboard will get me all confused when returning to qwerty. But probably not. It's like switching game controls for platform games. A little confusing at first but you quickly adapt.

I also wonder a bit about the validity of this system. I consider the "y" key on the qwerty board no be one of the hardest keys to reach, so you'd think q or x should be there, but they put "f" there instead. "R" also isn't on the home row, but rather above the shaky ring finger. Perhaps I should do a bit more research before devoting too much time too it.

I didn't time it, but this probably took me 20 minutes to write.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

No more fries, please.

To finish off my PBA theme, I tried Kara with some shading and no references.

Meanwhile, it's been a week since Brian and I decided to get crazy, and so far we've pretty much done everything to the letter of our plans. Part of our new lifestyle is that when there is an opportunity to go out, we'll go out and get whatever we want, but we have to split it. So, we got a gift card to Red Robin (thanks mom!) and split a plate of Sliders. At the beginning of the meal, both Brian and I really didn't think we'd be satiated, but by the end I was actually painfully full! I'm really shocked at that. But overjoyed. It really helps your perspective on life when you know that you're really doing things completely the way you want to in one aspect. It makes me feel like we'll be ok after all.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Zen wa ii desu!


Well, today was our fourth day of zen. The two things we're trying to focus on is discipline and tolerance. We've gone out jogging 3/4 of the days, which is more than we think we probably should since we're so out of shape, so we'll tone it down to every other day and work up from there. Also, we put away all our dishes and only use one of each type of dish/utensil. We're also eating only rice, fruit, veggies, nuts, chicken, turkey, and some delicious miso soup. However, since we have a lot of left over food from before our zen life, we're eating that up at dinner, while spending the rest of the day on our new diet.

Finally, the hardest one of all is simply being tolerant of things that bug us. Whenever I feel annoyed, I try to take in a deep breath and just let it go. However, since we're in the financial crapper right now, that part's kind of hard. We're both applying to one place a day, looking for full time work anywhere, but, well, look at the economy. This is probably going to put my aspirations of illustrating on hold for now too. *sigh* But I also have to learn patience! I guess in a way, it's really best. Trying to make a living off of freelance was always impossible at this point in my life. I figured as much, and was just waiting for my easy ticket to run out eventually. And it has. And I think it's all for the best.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Zen Flow : Day 0

It's Jelli from old timey PBA!

So Brian and I are like OMG time to get hardcore. And I think I might like to make this journal focus on how that goes. We've more or less been trying to kind of ease into a "good life" and as those kind of things usually go, it's not working very well. We always give in to temptations. Convince ourselves that it's ok, and that we'll do better the next day/week/year/life.

So we're saying goodbye to a lot of unnecessary things. The most of which will be food that we like. We're doing it Zen style and are planning to eat nothing but veggies, fruit and rice for the most part. We've also shut away all our kitchenware and are going to only use one bowl, plate, cup, etc. On top of that, we have a list of things we have to do, and are positively not allowed to do.

It all starts tomorrow, which is when we're also going out to look for our new jobs. I feel like the ultimate goal with this whole thing, or at least one of the ultimate goals, is to come to terms with the idea that we may end up working somewhere we more or less don't want to be for our lives, and coming to accept that. Not in the way of "Oh well, this is good enough." We'll always try to do what we want to do in life, him with his music and me with my art, but I feel like we'll never be content with ANYTHING if we can't learn to be content with the things we'd rather not deal with. Because life is filled with those things.

So this is me trying to go with the flow. Let's see how it turns out.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Taking Advantage

All I want to do is rant. But what good does ranting do in the end? Maybe I should take a hint from this stream in the picture and just go with the flow. In any case, my life's about to get a lot harder, and I feel like if I don't learn to just deal with the blows I'm dealt, I'll surely go mad. @.@

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Kitties!

I want a cat so bad. Going over to Brian's parents is fun, but sad 'cause they have kitties and it just reminds Brian and me about how much we love them! ;_; These aren't his parents' kitties. They're some characters Brian and I thought up, in our kitty-deprived state, no doubt. I thought I'd give drawing cats a try since I usually focus on people, and was surprised at how quickly I picked up on the anatomy. There's still some things that need work, but for the most part, I was pretty happy that I could draw a cat that looked like a cat.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Clop Clop

Thought I'd try landscape for a change. I think I like doing it on the computer best.

I've just recently realized that I really love the sound of footsteps. Is this weird? I hadn't thought much of it, but I did know I loved the sound of footsteps on gravel. When I'm walking on it, I'll even twist as I walk to make it extra gravelly. I also love the sound of footsteps in the snow. And also on old creaky wooden floors. I think these are common things to like, but as I was playing WoW, where the footsteps of every type of ground, be it stone, grass, dirt, etc. is amped up to the max, I realized that I really like them all!

My earliest memory of footsteps actually is that of my mom's. I used to wait at the Girl's and Boy's Club for her to pick me up, sitting on the ground and looking down at homework, drawing stuffs, a book, whatever. I remember my mom's footsteps because even though I was looking down at something, I wouldn't have to look up to recognize the sound of her walk.

Maybe this somehow correlates to my love of footsteps? Because the sound of footsteps for years and years signified getting to go home. This could be... or maybe it's just one of those pleasing sounds that everyone likes, but never really bothers talking about, because who would really start out a conversation with, "Gee, I sure do love the sound of footsteps, don't you?"

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Liar Liar

I think that the temp agencies are lying. I've been calling in for months and months, looking for any part time office work, and not only do they say they don't have any, but sometimes they don't even appear to look. "Hi, My name is Tara, I'm looking for a jo..." "WE DON'T HAVE ANY!!" (I'm not even joking).

However, last week I called just after looking at my bank statement, which was $3. I was feeling pretty low when I called them, and it was obvious in my voice, and not only did I get compassion at Express (unheard of, she called me "hon"), I got a call back from Kelly with TWO JOB OFFERS. Unfortunately, the first one had a demand I couldn't meet. The second one sounded pretty darn good, and so she sent in my resume. But... I think probably because I've only been a "receptionist" for six months, and that was... six months ago, it probably didn't sparkle and shine against the other hundred. So, I didn't get called in. *sigh* Even so, I called Kelly this week to ask them if they knew why I didn't get called in, sounding far more chipper than I did the week before, and it was back to, "We don't have any jobs, call back next week, BYE!"

So... no jobs when I'm being pleasant, but two jobs when I'm sounding on the verge of tears....... I guess I know how my future phone calls are now going to be.

Friday, May 29, 2009

"Quotes"

I think it would be super cool to write a "kid's book" that's entirely flash interactive. Like each "page" would be a normal looking kid's book "page" but you could click on various things and they'd do fun stuff. I'm already doing this basically, and the idea is cool, but I'm spending my time mostly doing it for silly internet things that are unsuitable for the world at large.

Even so, I think that despite the fact that it could be way awesome, it would get lost in the rushing internet waters and no one but my "monkey circle" would see it. So, maybe I'll just keep playing teh WoWz. *sigh*

Monday, May 25, 2009

Oregon Coast

Drove up the Oregon Coast with mom and Brian this weekend. Both Brian and I are originally from "the beach" so we really started to think about realistically moving back to the ocean. Of course, it'll take a few years, no doubt, but it's something to think about. We've reached that age, I guess, where we're having to actually thinking about where we want to exist in this world on a semi-permanent basis. Beaverton is nice, but a little to "City" for Brian.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Undead Rogue (cliche!)


WoW truly is an addiction. Even if not in the pure sense of the word, such as you can play it in moderation; you're not a 40 year old, single, 300 pound man living in his mother's basement kind of thing, it still takes over. For instance, whenever I do play WoW, it's the only thing I play. When I didn't have it, I played through Zelda: Twilight Princess and Windwaker. I also played some Gameboy games, and started playing Oblivion. However, since I fired it back up, I've completely forgotten about my 10-15 games waiting in the wings to be played. Games I just HAD to have at the time of getting them, and are now collecting dust in the closet.

I just recently picked up Kingdom Hearts again (an hour ago). I've been playing it off and on since it came out, and I really have to finish it since I've heard so many great things about KH2. But picking up games after not having played them in months is extremely hard. Especially when you're at the end. We'll see if I can manage to keep playing it, or if the next time I've got the gaming urge, I'll fall back onto WoW again.

Friday, May 15, 2009

GREEN!


I bought "Artist's & Graphic Designer's Market" a couple of days ago. Just reading through the first few pages and already there's so many things I've been doing wrong. But it makes me already glad of this (sort of hefty) investment. Meanwhile, I just have to go on a bit about how green Oregon is. I can't get over it. Every time I drive down Hall, I'm blown away. I really don't think green like this existed in Idaho! All the way from a yellow green to teal. And not just out in the woods, but right in the heart of business districts even. I went to a health insurance lady yesterday and their complex is backed up against a massive wall of pure green. Just, wow.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Sleep and Phones

I think my brain has gotten really confused when it comes to sleep. It just doesn't know when the appropriate time to sleep is anymore. I sleep for four hours, wake up for two, sleep for six, up for 3, etc. etc. Is this a normal sleeping pattern for us when not restricted by work and/or school schedules? I remember that the native peoples in Typee did that. Cats too.

Today is phone call day. I'm going to get over my fear of phone calls and call as many people as I can. I don't know if I'd even be as nervous about it as I am if I hadn't cold called some random person once, trying to sell them a website, and when I did, oh my goodness, all the rage and hatred that little receptionist had inside seeped out in the form of a pure verbal venom when she told me no. I haven't made a call since. So, wish me luck!

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Back to Sketching


Trying to pick up sketching each day again. I've got a bit of a pileup from the past few months, though not a huge one. I've also joined Facebook recently and will be trying to twitter again. Yesterday I had french toast and diced potatoes for dinner. <3 Brian!

Friday, March 6, 2009

Computers suck!

We have a computer in the bedroom and a laptop that simply insist upon not working. The laptop used to have Vista. Vista is crap. It never ran decently, and was more or less only good for typing things. That's not so bad for me, since it's what I wanted it for. But now Brian and I like to watch things at night, so we try to on the lap top, and we just get constant skips and stalls. We decided to try to install XP and once we did, the computer ran SUPER fast. But would not recognize the wireless card or the sound card. So no internet or sound. Useless. We tried to reinstall Vista, but guess what? I didn't get a vista CD with the laptop.

Meanwhile, the computer in the bedroom (my old one) was working fine until one day it just wasn't. It just didn't start. Since it didn't have anything we needed to save on it, we reinstalled XP and amazingly enough, it doesn't recognise our sound card again. No sound, and no idea how to get sound. So frustrating!!

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Espanol

I'm a huge BoA fan and I found out that she's releasing her first American album soon. Yay! This was inspired by the Korean MV to her first American Single "Eat You Up." It's so much better than the American MV. A shame.

As for the title, I'm sitting in "Second Spain" listening to people have espanish conversations. It's super confusing. But I figure it must be how it's like for a baby to sit around, listening to adults talk. So, maybe it'll work, no?

Monday, March 2, 2009

Bugluhhhh.

I was writing things down on my dry-erase board to do tomorrow, and there was some space on the bottom, so I thought I'd draw a face. The face looked very similar to this face, which I drew shortly after, and I think explains how I've been spending my days. I really need a job (and a working car)!

Thursday, February 26, 2009

More Second Life

I've been having second life open in the background while I do other things. For some reason, I need to have two things going at once, and Second Life works well for this because there's really absolutely nothing to do there, unless you're building stuff of course. Last night I went to an 80's music club to have the music playing, and set my character to dance, but she seemed out of place fashionwise. So, I set her up with this outfit, which while isn't exactly 80s, is about as silly looking anyway.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Late Night Post

It's late and I'm watching The Sword and the Dragon MST3K on Second Life. I've been trying to sell shirts on it. They're pretty easy to make. But just like real life, having product does not equal people seeing it. Even so, it's fun. Here's one of my signs for a shirt:

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Just started and already forgot!

Oops, I forgot I even had a blog! Well, this was yesterday's sketch. And yesterday also, my car broke down at Fred Meyers! It just puttered out and died right before I turned out onto the street (Lucky it was before and not after). It's not a starter or a battery issue as it will try to start, but it never kicks into gear. The tow truck guy (thank goodness for AAA) said it might be a fuel pump issue. This is upsetting because that sounds expensive. So, we might be walking to thethe Albertson's down the street for a while. A shame. Winco is so much cheaper!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Sketchblog Start


I'm starting a sketch blog. Actually, I've decided to sketch one thing a day. We'll see how long it lasts. Right now I'm redrawing scenes from a comic I did about 7 years ago. I may stay with that for a while, then I'll probably move on to other things. In any case, I decided that, since I'm updating sketches once a day, I could do a sketch blog. I'm never good with updating blogs, so if I have nothing to say about my life, then I don't need to. No pressure! Yay!

I'll probably update this for a while before telling anyone. I tell too many people about things that I end up dropping. -.-;;