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Main Junction: [Closed] Saturday Night Open Mic (26 April 08)
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Shoot I lost everything I just wrote. THANKS INTERNET
Oh well, here's a picture someone took of me in Krakow last weekend:
The weather just got awesome this week, and Berlin just became alive. It's like it had been in a grumbly drowsy state all winter and now that the birds and flowers are back it's getting lively. The bear is a good mascot, indeed.
Spending lots of time in cafés, reading and writing and doodling as usual. I can't stand my webcomic, so I'm working on a new direction. I knew it wouldn't take long for this to happen, but then this comic is all about producing things. I feel worthless when I'm not creating.
Also working on SAD DOG (and the horror of stasis), a weekly comic which may be an homage to David Lynch's Angriest Dog strips. Waiting for the new ComicPress before I launch it and bring my putting-comics-online-rate up to 6/week.
Also, reading the Jodorowsky/Mœbius comic series THE INCAL for the first time and hoolllyyy shit. -
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CommentAuthorSpiraltwist
- CommentTimeApr 26th 2008
@jrblackwell
Lovely photos! -
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CommentAuthorSpiraltwist
- CommentTimeApr 26th 2008
@Confusion
I hate you right now - did NOT need that photo. Glad I wasn't drinking anything.... ;) -
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CommentAuthortrini_naenae
- CommentTimeApr 26th 2008 edited
@SJD:One of the things I consistently freak out about is "will I ever meet a guy who will actually want me, and I'll actually want him back". So the frustration in the world of romance - I totally get that. (Granted, I'm not divorced or have two children. Instead I'm freakishly complicated and simple at the same time and ... yeah.)
@slinka: I'm totally all for hot men wearing SKULLFUCKER underwear.
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@Confusion: That however, I am utterly not all for seeing. I'm all for not seeing that.
@iangil:That's a great photograph, regardless of who took it. -
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Its been a fuck of a day. Last Sunday one of the members of another OTO body passed on. She was staying at a fellow member's home. Her brother is another member and she has been well known to MANY East Coast Thelemites.
She was a hell of a Thelemite, and while I have shared the same square mile with her in the past, I think the last time I saw her was the first time I really met her. She was at the William Blake Lodge lodgemaster change over and she priestessed that mass (It was her last, no less) I was doing foodservice for that event so I wasn't able to actually enter the temple space. It didn't matter. After the mass she came downstairs to the common area and was riding a charge that I have never seen anyone else get.
It was a unique moment. She touched a lot of lives. Hell I feel richer for the few times I met her.
Anyway, i caught the noon train from DC to NY and now am on the train back to DC. I should get in about 3 EDT. I have been going since 6am. But its been a fuck of a day, and I wouldnt want to trade it for anything. -
@confusion: TOO HOT
I hope someone ate that off of you
@trini_naenae: thanks!
Also, agreed: telephone calls are the worst. They're like the perfect blend of not being able to read body language but still being put totally on the spot. I know people say videophones aren't the future because nobody wants them, but most of my conversational communication is actually gesticulation, damnit. -
I'm drawing an illustration of a snakeboy and a cheerleader making out in a drive-in theater for a RPG game, feeling bad because Frank Miller did Ronin at my age, Sim did High Society at 25, wondering who buys stuff like Army Of Darkness meets Xena, missing having money to buy peanutbutter with marmalade, waiting for wednesday because I have a meeting about some illustration work that I know I'll hate the minute I start doing it , liking 30 Rock a LOT, hoping the brushpens I ordered don't get lost in the way, thinking about what to do to make this year a good year for my comics, Listening to Metallica acoustic right now, and lately listening to a lot of Daft Punk, SFDK and The Smiths.
Sorry no picture! -
I'm recovering from the LA Times Book Fest and staying in tonight. We're Tivo-ing "Coffy", but watching "Harry Potter". The Fest was so-so, but I enjoyed it.
My utter lack of motivation pissed me off this week. Next week I won't let it get to me.
Here's a picture from today.
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CommentAuthortrini_naenae
- CommentTimeApr 26th 2008
@iangil: I'd much rather type. Then at least it's visual. I can see what I just typed before pressing enter. Ironically, I make my living as a concierge, so I'm always answering phones. -
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CommentAuthorDanielle Ni Dhighe
- CommentTimeApr 26th 2008
What's pissing me off this week? Oh, that's easy. Yesterday was quite literally a disaster.
The apartment complex I live in is going to be converted to condominiums. Rather than wait until everyone moves out, work has already begun in vacant apartment units. Friday morning, a construction worker tearing out the walls in a unit upstairs damaged some pipes and a flood of water rained down in my apartment.
The kitchen, dining room and laundry room were flooded by gallons of water. Water was pouring out of light fixtures and out of several places in the ceiling. By the time they got the water turned off, that entire area of my apartment was under inches of water. It was a mess.
The complex's maintenance man used a shop vacuum to get as much water up as he could, then called in some carpet cleaners to see what they could do. There's currently a fan and a dehumidifier running in the dining room to take care of the rest.
The construction worker came down to apologize profusely for what happened. He said that if it was up to him, he would wait until everyone moves out to do this kind of work because of the risks, but the owner wants it done now and isn't willing to wait. -
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Just got off at the bar after yet another Saturday night asskicking. We've lost 4 other cooks in the last month, so it's been...not a fun time, really.
Earlier today, at the "real job," finally finished up a 2-month project that saw me doing Saturday morning duties over there the past 7 Saturdays. Glad it's over, but I'm going to miss the boss overtime I was making. While that was going on, my daughter Miranda was swimming in a Special Olympics meet, and was having fun despite, according to her mother, finishing last in every event.
Meanwhile, waiting for more GRAVE pages, sometime soon I hope. But the artist, who does hang out here, is in the midst of getting his shit together to move from Norwich, UK, to NYC, USA, to be with his fiancee, so I can't really sweat him too much. Until he gets here and gets a cell phone. HA HA HA HAAAA. In the meantime I've made connections with other artists about other projekts that I hope are coming up. Yes indeedy.
And finally, it's less than 30 days til the wife and I fly out to Vegas for our 10th anniversary. 10 years. Good Christ.
I have a fresh DOCTOR WHO episode waiting for me, but I might wait til tomorrow for that. -
- CommentAuthorwillreaves
- CommentTimeApr 26th 2008
getting things off your chest
My "boss", in as much as I have one, royally pissed me off Friday. I run the office, and he does whatever he wants. I keep our employees informed, trained, and happy while he takes off and "works from home" more often than not. I've been mulling over what he said and did yesterday and I'm contemplating walking in and telling him to fuck off on Monday.reporting on your place in the world
I'm an undergrad who'll most likely never graduate but I've come to terms with that. I am the voice of reason to my ex-girlfriend and her harbor in stormy waters. I am in a small company at the moment but this is not the only job in the world.
I want to leave this coast and head West. I want to work on games and write mythology about deities that were never worshiped in this plane. I want to tell stories for the rest of my days. -
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CommentAuthorDoctor Pockets
- CommentTimeApr 26th 2008
Wrapping up another semester of studying the future. Have to put the final touches on my portfolios for each class, and, surprisingly, have very little revising to do, which is nice. Problem is, I can't get my ass in gear and get it done.
Listening to the Ghostly Swim compilation - Ghostly International artists put out through the Adult Swim TV network. It's OK I guess. Whatever.
Back to more procrastinating. -
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- CommentAuthorGeorge Rohac
- CommentTimeApr 26th 2008
Definitely need to get something off my chest.
I just finished moving out of a place with two former friends. i had known them for 6 years, and at the beginning of the month things went crazy, no one I talk to can understand it, and I honestly will step forward and say when I'm wrong, when I screw up things. Did I leave the front door unlocked twice. Yes. Did I talk a tiny bit too loudly while Jen was trying to sleep twice, yes. Does that warrant shutting off the cable so I have to go couch surfing at friend's places so I can finish my senior projects? No. Does that warrant changing the locks while I'm gone doing so? No.
So that was a lovely day. I just wanted to get the rest of my things and go, and then I get told I left the front door unlocked (which opens to a porch which has a permanent broken locked screen door anyways) and then accused I turned the gas on one night and tried to explode them, mind you, I've only stopped in on monday and wednesdays to grab a box of something after I get off work to chunk in the storage unit before heading to a friend's place to shower and then mooch internet so i can graduate and actually get to grad school in the fall.
So now I'm rebounding between fine its over with, I got my stuff and never have to see those former friends again, to downright horror over how people I put my trust and faith in continually plunge daggers into my back. I walk on eggshells the greater majority of the time because I just want to make people happy and feel comfortable. I know I mess up, I'm flawed, but sweet crap.
As for my place in the world.
I got accepted to some amazing grad schools. I'm going to get to do the research I want to do, and so help me whatever excuse for a god exists or fails to exist I am going to keep marching forward through whatever shit gets thrown at me until I meet my bitter end trying to salvage this sad excuse for a race of intelligent life that I'm apart of from the maelstrom.
because what else better to do with my time then plunge head first into a hopeless cause. -
digital camera's dead so I'm stuck with what I already got on the hard drive.
here's me at a younger age, but the hair length and color roughly approximates today's. the rest of me doesn't generally change that much. imagine a line on one side of my mouth from my hereditary, lopsided Gallagher smile.
I'm teaching children English and... enjoying it. it's unexpected and kind of discomfiting. I started out doing it just because their mothers pressured me into it, and now I'm actually trying to figure out ways to teach more effectively, instead of just cynically grinning my way through each class to get to the shot of whiskey afterward. I'm trying to tell myself that I'm only doing this for the work visa, because I desperately don't want to go back to the U.S. during such a very special economic period. the alternative would be to admit that I've got a side that likes kids, which would freak me out a little. -
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CommentAuthorRootfireember
- CommentTimeApr 26th 2008
It's cold here. Gloomy. It's been raining and dripping all day. I'm at my mom's house, hijacked her internet, and am watching her dogs. She hasn't called me to tell me everything's swank on her trip, yet, so I'm starting to get mildly worried.
Last night's house sitting was a bit odd. I came home at about midnight to find the walls painted the colors of ketchup and mustard (Mom had said it was 'yelow and red'). Personally, I find it not a horrid combination- in moderation. Moderation being the key word. And than I stepped in to my bathroom, to find it overtaken by a giant bouncey ball that barely fit through the door. I have no words to explain the giant ball, or my mother's sudden decision to paint the house in strange, eye-burning colors. Half asleep from work, it was a bit for my mind to take. So I hid downstairs, and watched TV. -
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@Spiraltwist
Thank you. If it happens I will totally give you all the credit for putting the good vibes out into the ether.
@trini_naenae
Ah, I am also complicated and simple, so I feel you there. I'm very much the believer in the GREAT LOVE that novels and movies and sometimes music promises, yet fails to deliver. Having my baggage makes it harder for people to give me a chance. But my girls are my world even if I only get them a fraction of the time their mother does. They keep me honest and as I've often said, will end up being the true loves of my life.
I'm ok with that, though I'd never say no to that forever romantic love that has been missing from my life.
Good luck in your search.
I pray for good things for you. -
Sitting about after another bloody long day at work conspiring how to not turn homicidal, and instead get some damn work done on my Chrysalis Falls serials which used to come out once a day and are now coming out one a fucking week if I'm lucky. I've got a pile of worlds to create, an RPG system to create, a book to finish designing (screw you for ever recommending CreateSpace you evil British bastard for it allows me to firmly take a problem by the horns and get gored by it... thank you as well btw), an interview to get ready for, and another goddamn day of pizza bloody delivery to deal with before I get two days off during which to negotiate local book purchases. -
i have spent three days trying to compress and shift around enough data on my laptop to be able to defrag it. it is 50% fragmented. i had 70gb of music on there and have been in danger of losing all of my work. i already lost 200 poems thanks to a writing site earlier this year. those who read my blog know about my brother who is 30 going into liver failure because of alcohol -- i had a problem myself for a while but thankfully never got as far into it as he is. people on here really helped by listening and offering support. i freaked out, acted like an arse, pissed my wife off, then calmed down and had a great week.
today we went to bob evans and had a great meal. it is a year since me and the wife hooked up, so great times. i am writing a story with two deafblind anti-heroes at the moment which i am enjoying.
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Other than a brief break to watch the new episode of Dr. Who (A vast improvement over the serious misfire that was 'Planet of the Ood') I've been downloading and tearing through the best audio horror fiction I've heard in a long time:
Wormood
@roque: I'd love to get out of the US, but not really an option right now. You're quite right to stay away at least for the next year or too.
