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Saturday, September 3rd, 2005
4:47 pm - wow.
its been over 2 years since i posted in this thing. I was brought back because a met this girl last night who gave me her LJ address, so I figured I'd check it out.

Wow. so weird to look at these screens again.

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Wednesday, June 2nd, 2004
2:54 pm - Wow.
I used to be a dick. If only you guys could read my old entries. I was a whining, annoying, pathetic jerk.

Glad that's over.

Maybe I'll start posting again.

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Thursday, September 18th, 2003
3:35 pm
kiss my ass2
congratulations. you are the kiss my ass happy
bunny. You don't care about anyone or anything.
You must be so proud


which happy bunny are you?
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There you have it folks. You can all just kiss my ass. What you all fail to realize is that I know more about everything than you, and therefore suffer from ennui.

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Monday, September 15th, 2003
11:37 pm
Once again we meet, old friend. I doubt not that you have yearned for my pith whilst I was away. The net's sheen dulled glowingly during my absence. But fear not, Livejournal, I am rejoining your ranks once more to banter about and enrich your life with my own.

Yes. I actually talk like that.

So the voyeur inside me got the better of me and I potentially betrayed a friend of mine's trust.

I'm doing a job for a friend of mine which requires me to sit in front of a computer with net access and manually scan in about 600 sheets of paper and label and file each. Needless to say, this is tedious and boring. But I amuse myself while scanning by surfing the net. One of my favorite passtimes is to google friends of mine. If you're not familiar with this practice, you type someone's name into Google, and see what comes up. If you're lucky, they're in a flame war on some message board and you can jump in anonymously and flame them, and tell them later over beer. But it's just interesting to see where people end up.

Well.

I landed on a friend of mine's livejournal. They had no restrictions in place and it was viewable in its entirety by anyone on the net. So I started to read. About midway through, I realized that I probably shouldn't read any more without permission, but I did anyway.

Well. I invited her to be a friend here, and she'll probably read this and know. So. There you have it.

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Tuesday, February 18th, 2003
2:27 pm - okay okay
it's been awhile, yadda yadda. onto the big news.

it's not set in stone yet, but a friend of mine and myself have just been donated a few acres of land in queen anne's county, MD, as well as free labor and a potential investor willing to take over and help us out until we're on our feet.

so what might we be doing with all this, you say?

We're building a three-bedroom home with two insanely large studio spaces and are forming a general partnership under the name "Lost Cause Studios" and begin to chase our dream. At first we plan on getting freelance graphic design and (maybe, if i get my stuff together) magazine article work to pay some bills and get our names out there. Then we embark on a year long mission of hitting all the major animation trade-shows and conventions with a little booth, stuff to sell, and press releases and concept work of our main ideas.

But I'm about to become Business Manager, Creative Consultant, and President (though I prefer the title 'king') of my own animation studio.

What a day.

(lob a shuttlecock)

Tuesday, January 14th, 2003
5:11 pm
I am neither artistic nor autistic, so I have no need for a Mac.

Truer words were never said.

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Monday, January 6th, 2003
11:22 am - First day back
Well. I've entered into the grind of work again. Something about getting up ass early and dragging myself onto the subway for 45 minutes and then walking 4 blocks in the pouring snow while trying to get some enjoyment out of the cigarette in my mouth just fills me with warm gooey thoughts about how much I love my job.

Shoot me.

Too much email, too many voice mails, too much to do, and what am I doing? I'm updating my livejournal, because it looks like work. With my little notepad open and all this text on the screen. No one will ever know.

Until they do, and then I'm screwed.

But in other news, I got my very first ever honest-to-goodness booty call last night. A girl I hooked up with a few weeks ago in a drunken rage of hormonal lust called me and asked me if I wanted to come over. This would seem normal, but it was 1:30am, so, much to the chagrin of all the guys I know, I did not attend.

So much for casual sex.

In other news, my comic will be getting underway once I fix my computer. Then this lovely bit of posting will also be able to be read @ www.chupacomics.com, which currently houses some really old and quite terrible comics of mine. It's amazing what practice will do. I always thought it was a load of crap, but if you do something repeatedly, you'll get better at it. And it applies to, like, anything. It's truly amazing.

Well. I suppose I should get *something* done today. So au revoir, faithfuls.

(lob a shuttlecock)

Sunday, January 5th, 2003
1:38 am
For your viewing pleasure. One of my old comics.

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1:34 am
Sarah. Don't defy me.

I love David Bowie. I got to meet him a few weeks ago, and I didn't have the required testicular fortitude to say what I wanted to say. The conversation should have gone like this:

Nice to meet you, Mr Bowie.
Likewise.
*snaps fingers* y'know what? You remind me of someone...
Who?
The babe.
What babe?
You know, the Babe with the power.

This is where the entire hall we were in bursts into a well choreographed dance number.

Why oh why can't life be more like what's inside my head. I guarantee that we would all have more fun.

(lob a shuttlecock)

Wednesday, January 1st, 2003
3:45 pm - Apparently no journal was safe
I got home from my cousin's new years eve party at like 4AM and apparently signed on and was posting all kinds of crap in people's journals.

I'm sorry guys. Hopefully it was at least tasteful.

Merry f***ing new year.

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2:53 am - wellity wellity
after incessant calling without leaving any kind of message, my ex leaves me alone tonight.

I'm sure she'd been drinking and felt lonely. But we've been though this. We're done.

So the (literally) 7th time she calls, I hand the phone to my cousin jaime (female) who says:

Oh no, I'm sorry, he's not avaialable right now, may I take a message?
-tell him he's a bastard
Actually, I just had him, he's not a bastard at all...

and she proceeds to go on, in graphic detail about how I'm not a bastard. And I'm really not. But she couldn't stand the fact that someone was badmouthing her family.

And you know what?

Serves her right. If I don't pick up the phone 6 times, don't call back a 7th.


Merry F***ing new year.

(lob a shuttlecock)

Saturday, December 28th, 2002
1:51 am - do YOU know what time it is?
Because I do. I was told.

By a banana.

http://etrata.home.attbi.com/flash/banana.swf

p.s.
Could it be that I was bored and lonely?
Could it be that I was dumb and horny?
Or could it be that lady luck has smiled down on me...

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Wednesday, December 25th, 2002
2:35 am - Merry Xmas
God bless everyone.

That. And I got the import of Knockin on Heaven's Door (the cowboy bebop movie) and it ROCKS.

This brings me one step closer to getting it shown at my theater.

(lob a shuttlecock)

Sunday, December 22nd, 2002
11:43 pm - sunday
Spending most of your day watching Cowboy Bebop for the nth time and drawing is a day well spent.

Or maybe not.

So trying to figure out what to do tomorrow is never the easiest decision to make. There are so many possibilities and so few things I end up doing.

Well, but before I go off on that depressing tangent, I'll try and curtail it and turn myself to happier thoughts. Like hostess pies and cigarettes. Now THAT'S good eatin. I was going to go see my brother at the bar tonight, but decided against it. I was out till close with him last night and I just don't have the cash for it anymore.

So I've got two whole weeks ahead of me. Nowhere to go, nothin to do. Took my vacation from work. It should be nice and relaxing. I'm going to probably go home at some point to Baltimore. Which should be entertaining. I haven't reall spent any time around my boys back home for a LONG time. I wonder what they're doing these days. It's funny when you get caught up into your life and the new things going on around you and take a minute and wonder if the same thing is happening to everyone else.

Y'know, when the bad guys go after the good guys in space, why are their pilots sleep-deprived retarded apes? It doesn't make any sense. They deploy like 14 ships to the good guys 2 or 3 main characters in their signature ships and the bad guys don't even look remotely capable.

But I suppose that's how it has to be. If we knew the bad guy pilots as characters, we wouldn't want to see them die, unless they were really evil, but since they're so low on the evil heirarchy, they probably only have a little evil in them, and just needed the work.

c'est la vie, i guess.

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Friday, December 20th, 2002
3:03 pm - Bells
Hey it's the bells
do you like bells
I like the bells
hey look more bells

i really really really really like them
i really really really really like them

I want more bells
I want more bells
you want more bells
bells bellsy bells


I like christmas time. Don't you? I'm going to have to sign off for a week while I go on vacation, but I'll come back and start over again soon. Early January. Like the 6th or so.

(lob a shuttlecock)

Wednesday, December 18th, 2002
11:20 am - Wednesday fun
Okay. It's wednesday, time for an update. I figure if I can keep them short, they'll be easier to do, and I can work from there.

First off, I'm in love. I know I said I wouldn't talk about relationships here, but this is too big not to mention. I'm head over heels in love with STIKFAS. www.stikfas.com

They are simply the greatest toy ever. I've already made two custom re-paints and I'm doing more. These little dudes are going to be all over my apartment. I'm rather interesting in not only making customs for myself and my roommates (for 2 reasons, one being that we're the biggest narcissists on the planet, and the second being: WHO WOULDN'T WANT AN ACTION FIGURE OF THEMSELVES!!!)

But they are truly awesome. I can't wait for next years line, with a samurai, a firefighter, and a knight. Also there's talk of a female version. So I can finally make my ideal woman: 3 inches tall and made out of plastic.

In other news, the pictures from my house party last week will be back from the lab soon, and I'll probably pass out all over again. I have very foggy recollection of this party, and apparently I ended up in the kitchen pouring beer on froot loops and climbing the walls with my friend nachie.

But at least I looked good. I had a tux shirt with tie on, a vest, cuff links, and a charcoal grey, paisley, smoking jacket. If I'm going to host a party, i'm going to HOST a party.

(lob a shuttlecock)

Monday, December 16th, 2002
1:18 pm - begin again
Okay. Here we are at a brand new fresh start at this online journaling thing.

Woo.

smell of cigarette smoke, and booze on my shoes, while disco ball lights the way, the spot on him is warm and keeps me on my toes, spin round the bar, because it's staff only back here, pouring goose in the cup and filling her up for you, no charge my man, this is my house, and things are free here. please enjoy your stay. spinning velvet, haven't worn for years, with charcoal pockets on my hands, i shot my cuffs a look and told them it was good to see them again.

I suppose that's it for right now. incidentally, that was a little freeform writing about the house party I threw on friday. i'm hoping to keep that up for most of this journal.

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Friday, December 13th, 2002
11:42 am - Here I go again on my own.
Walking down the only road I ever known.

Okay. Let's try this again. I've managed to remove all of the crap from my previous entries and am ready to start fresh. But before we start up again, I wish to lay some ground rules about this:

1) no whining

2) really, no whining

3) no mundanity (i just took a nap! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee)

4) no relationship stuff. ever. period.

5) Let's say three times a week. M-W-F ? Sounds good.

On that note, I'll leave this alone for right now and work on getting all my pics and stuff ready.

(lob a shuttlecock)

Sunday, March 3rd, 2002
4:46 pm - Live Loves of Lives Past
expletive deleted.

current mood: amused

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Friday, January 18th, 2002
11:18 am - nnngggg
expletive deleted.

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