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  1.  (3106.1)
    this time next year i would like to be thirty pounds lighter, four hundred packs of kools lovelier, and would like, just once, for someone to acknowledge me as a genius, even if it so incredibly sarcastic as to be immediately invalid.

    i would like, in a year, to have poetry published, to have the novel written, and to be able to keep a coherent thought.

    in a year, to be her husband.

    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008 edited
    In half an hour I leave here to go sign up for a membership with the local sex-positive/kink club, and then hopefully take part in some of the festivities this evening at said location. Should be an interesting night. Also qualify this as hopefully a permanent addition to my life in general- or otherwise known as "yet another reason Dmitri will never get any sleep."
  2.  (3106.3)
    Drank Absinthe in a bar in Northern Michigan last night. Never thought I'd be able to type that sentence. Weird.

    Still haven't seen the Dark Knight yet, weirdly unmotivated to do so. I was much more excited about Iron Man and The Incredible Hulk. X-Files hit theaters yesterday, may go see a Dark Knight / X-Files double feature on Tuesday, if I don't find something better to do.

    Shakespeare in the Park tomorrow, with a couple of friends. That should be fun, especially since I haven't seen these friends in quite awhile.

    All in all, not a bad Saturday.
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    Making a CV for the gallery in London.
    Watching candles burn down to the appropriate size to build an altar for one of my art pieces.
    Cleaning my house while drinking.
    Looking up plane tickets to London for the end of Sept.
    Reworking layouts for the magazine. ( Script and size glitches)
    Making a list of comics for my mom to include in the young adult and adult section of the library.
    Later on I'll be doing some editing.
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    Lost the whole day to feeling ill. Finally not as depressed as I have been for most of the week and instead I can barely move because my dinner last night betrayed me.

    This week instead of feeling evasive about doing more job hunting I hit a point where I feel utterly numb. Which is much worse. I'm not applying, I'm not following up. Were it not for a friend wanting to visit me in NYC I wouldn't have started the prep that I have to do for next month (will include finding a new place to live). My gut is not the organ I can go with right now. Which is frustrating as well as becalming.

    I really wish there was some good whiskey around. If I manage to deposit my tax refund check (not a done deal by a long shot) I may spend a chunk on a bottle of Knappogue or Tullamore Dew or some other sort that I find.

    My flight out is in less than three weeks. I have to decide if I'm going to be on that plane and then, whether or not I am, what happens after. I desperately want to stay in NEw York, but for that I need a job. So I continue to chase my tail.

    The stress and numbness is killing any creative instinct. Also, I finally saw an ophthalmologist. In the last three months my eyesight went from 20/25 to 20/30. And that's after having been 20/20 for 30 years. Now I'm on a drop that dilates one eye while the other stays normal, and I don't know how long this will last. It's frustrating as hell. The instinct, right in the moment, is to curse New York. But then I hear kids playing out on the street, shouting in English, Spanish and Hindi. I recall that a half a mile from here I can get shepherd's pie, sushi, heavily loaded pizzas, tamales con mole, Thai, halal and Americanized Chinese food. Thunderstorms are common. It's fucking awesome here.

    i just wish I could enjoy it.
    • CommentAuthorJSandman7
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    Recovering the first hangover in forever, hitting people up for remedies. Photobucket
    I think I need to drink with different people (I'm the one on the left)
    • CommentAuthorJamesMoore
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    To Chris g: I say go for it. My best friend is a conservative Christian Republican (working for a Texas senator no less) and despite our surface many, many differences it's been one my most rewarding/important friendships. Romantically she has turned me down (there's a lot of factors for that however, and regardless we remain great friends) , but for you it could work out. It's worth a try, what's the worst that could happen? Good luck though.

    Right now I'm writing a review of the second Casanova album while listening to Burial.

    Later I'm either going out with a friend or watching The Seven Samurai for the first time. Either way a good night.
    I'm also reading news from the Nerd Prom and finding little of interests. I still wish I was in SD though, not just for the con but to live.

    In a year? I'd like to be out of Ohio, preferably in San Diego but really any other decent city. I want to have finished my first novel, and to have reclaimed some of the spark I've lodt from the day to day grind of life in the Real World. I was kind of awesome once and I will make myself so once again.
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    I just want to be making money doing something that I love doing and perhaps lose some weight while doing it.

    Ugh...the boyfriend wanted to go for a walk. Four and a half hours later I went home and he decided to walk to his house on the other side of the city. My legs are killing me.

    AND I got my eyebrows threaded today. It felt like some horrible kind of torture.
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    I think I need to drink with different people (I'm the one on the left)

    No way. From the looks of that picture, you have already found the very best people to get drunk with.
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    Just got in from laughing at the mongs lining up for their Apple futurephones, getting my PBP's power cable replaced. Had a tasty Mexican, drove around in the sunshine...

    Waiting on the missus to get up off her arse to go cycling in Golden Gate Park before they open the roads at 6pm. I doubt we'll cycle today. There's only an hour left.

    Watching a rip of The Mighty Boosh Live at the Brixton Academy. (NOT the fucking Carling Academy. It's not IN Carling.) "That's S-T-U-M-P Stump Fucking!"

    Pencilling a story about the Chartists Rally in Kennington Park. SO much research done, SO many grainy, black and white photos from 1848.

    At least drawing horses is easy. I used to draw horses at Belfairs Park when I was little.
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    Sara: Run away ... to Montreal?

    Oh! A picture. I forgot a picture.

    • CommentAuthorrenerodr
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    Wanting to be at Clarion Workshop next year around this time. Hell, maybe even Comic Con again with my brother in law.
  3.  (3106.13)
    Wife and I met up with friends today, and had amazing dim sum lunch in Chinatown (the London, England version), wandered around a bit in the blistering heat. Bought some "Bruce Lee" slippers at the local martial arts shop, etc etc. Then went to see The Dark Knight. Amazing film. Long, yes – but worth it.

    tell me what you want to be doing, or where you want to be, this time next year.
    I'd like to have made some headway in comics/graphic novels (as in: finally find the proper time to work on something).

    Or just vent, scream, show people your arse or talk dirty to me, it's Saturday night, do what you like...
    (Yeah, Ledger is indeed good in it... Nice to see that for once, the hype is somewhat grounded in reality)
    • CommentAuthorchucksax
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    Life sucks right now.

    My 11-month old has kidney cancer. All prognosis are good, but it still sucks ass.

    Good thing he's cute. Studies have shown that cute kids get better care than ugly ones. When my baby enters the hospital outpatient center, the nurses come running to him like he's a lit crack pipe in the projects.

    He'll be in chemo for 21 more weeks - Thursday was week three. Argh.
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    I cut my hair

  4.  (3106.16)
    This is a good week for venting.

    I finally got a new tech support job, which is a good thing, but while I was at work on Thursday, my apartment was burglarized. They stole a DVD player and most of my DVDs, including my entire Doctor Who collection that I'd been building for years and some rare foreign DVDs. They also stole a digital voice recorder and some valuable jewelry.

    There's probably few worse feelings than coming home from a hard day's work to discover that someone burglarized your apartment. It's such a sense of violation, and you wish you could do something violent to the criminals who victimized you.
    • CommentAuthorStefanJ
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    I thought I was on the wagon as far as computer games went, but right now I'm jonesing for a few hours of Galactic Civilizations II.

    I should be writing.

    * * *

    @checksax: Hang in there. Not there's ever a good time for cancer, but little kids seem to bounce back from this kind of thing better than adults.

    BrianMowrey: Ballard or Aldiss or someone came up with the label "slipstream" for fiction that isn't ray gun and rocket stuff but is sure as hell science fiction because it has the attitude.

    It isn't as well recognized, but there's stuff about space ships and genetically engineered things and computers that isn't science fiction. It's usually pretty tedious stuff.
  5.  (3106.18)
    I had a fulfilling day today, and ideally I'll be doing what I did today a lot more often in another year.
    After waking around nine a.m. I had an appointment with a woman at a coffee shop in town.
    I was meeting her there to deliver six prints she purchased from me!
    It's not like I sell a bunch of prints. Obviously I was quite happy to actually be getting paid for my personal work, which was an almost entirely new sensation for me.
    It's hard to make a living if you want to do it through art.
    Here's the product, they were all printed on 11x14 paper with a cool, slight metallic finish:







    As usual all comments, positive or negative are welcomed.
    • CommentAuthorMason
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    Working on my own comics, I'll wait till the end of the rant to shamelessly plug myself though.

    Been talking to a lot of editors lately at cons. They seem nice enough and then I send them my stuff via email and all they can do is criticize the art. I try to explain that I'm the writer, and that I'd really like it if they read the scripts to the art that they see... And then they email me back as if I'm the artist again. I'm a positive guy, but this is no world for a writer who can't draw. Unless your name is Warren Ellis I guess...

    I helped my girlfriend out at work today. Got back and noticed a stain that looks (but isn't) semen on my shirt. I wonder what her coworkers think of me now. They probably say, "That Mason, he's a guy who gets things done..." Pause, "All over his shirt..." or something lame like that.

    What follows is hopefully a picture of me looking like a douche bag... I can never seem to post pictures right anywhere... It's all the crack.

    Me looking like a douche bag
    • CommentAuthorbuzzorhowl
    • CommentTimeJul 26th 2008
    @chucksax--Your poor son! That's terrible. Best wishes to you and your family.

    @Mason--Maybe you oughta just send the scripts with no art?