Art portfolio aside... I have nothing to do.

I have a little more than two weeks till my trip... it's going to crawl by. I need to find things to do to pass the time.


Cleaning my room/the house and cleaning my car are at the top of my list... in fact I might just put on some pants and pull the car around to the garage and start on that in a little bit.

I hope my check shows up in the next few days, I could really use a few things from Target like a shoe rack (they are getting out of control) and a dufflebag of some sort, I am tired of packing everything in paper/plastic bags when I go on a trip, seriously, it's annoying... I also need skirt hangers... a lot of them.

I can't wait to get my new video card... my computer will stop crashing and everything will stop looking like ass. Seriously, I was overjoyed when I realized that my failing video card was responsible for everything on my screen looking washed out and horrible rather than my good HD display dying... it looks fine when it's using the VGA port... but seriously what's the point of an HD display if you aren't actually using the HD? I can't wait. Dual-Display will look and function better, WoW will look pretty and run like a dream at like a bazillion FPS and I will finally be able to play prettier high-end games again. Best of all there will be no more hard-crashing and no more "Bla bla bla malfunctioning video adapter, change it bitch!" BSOD.

Anyway... I guess I should go do... some of that stuff I was going to do.

Edit: Just cleaned up my f-list a little bit. Eeewww to some of the people who had been on it. Die please.

Okay, in my apartment the shower/tub is in a separate little room from the toilet/sink area, the shower also has another door connecting to Tatiana and Glenn's bedroom. So I had gotten up to pee while Glenn was in the shower when I thought I heard Tatiana call my name then I hear her shout "AH! GLENN! NOW I'M FREAKED! I THINK THE GHOST TOOK JUSTINE!" Glenn repeats "You think the ghost took Justine?" and she goes "YEEESSSS!!!!!" and I'm like "What the fuck Tatiana?" and she briefly spazzed for a moment because it sounded like I was in the shower but Glenn was in the shower...

Anyway, moving on. I step out of the bathroom and shes looking at me kind of angrily and demands to know why I turned on music in the living room at 4am. I was like "Wut....." staring at her blankly, I had NOOOOOO idea what she was on about.

So apparently around 4am, maybe a little earlier, she heard music from the living room, just faint music (note that the stereo in the living room has not been used since Halloween and is always set to AUX because we use it for our ipods, neither of which were plugged in and it was powered OFF.)

She can't make out what the music is, just that there is something playing in the living room. So first she brushed it off as "Oh Justine's being an emo kitten again and sitting in the beanbag, moping by the window" Then it starts to get louder and recognizable... ABBA... certainly not emo-tastic.

She starts screaming and swearing: "Justine! what the fuck? turn that down!!" Nothing... it just gets louder. Tatiana keeps yelling and cursing at me to turn it down/off and the volume keeps increasing.

Finally its at like full fucking volume to where one of the speakers is cutting out and she storms into the living room, Glenn in tow, screaming at the top of her lungs "OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FUCK JUSTINE! WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM!!?? THIS ISN'T FUCKING FUNNY! I HAVE WORK EARLY!" (She actually didn't have work until 11 but still...) Only I'm not out there and my door is closed and locked, lights are out.

She turned it off and went over and banged on my door but didn't get a response (sometimes I can sleep through the fucking apocalypse, other times the slightest thing wakes me up.) So at this point shes freaked out beyond all belief and goes back to bed.

LOL! I have no idea wtf but it's hilarious... and very strange.

Because I love you...

Someone really, really wants to go to Target and buy me seasons 1 and 2 of Gossip Girl on DVD for $12.99 each on Black Friday (or Saturday because it's on sale then as well.) Omg, I would soooooooooo love you forever and will give massive amounts of baked goods, tamales, and head... er, I mean hugs... yeah, hugs.

Edit: ISMA, I FUCKING LOVE YOU! YOU GET TAMALES AND CAKE... and head if I were a gay man.

This is sooo annoying. There is a $50 skirt I have been wanting for months that is now on clearance for $10 and I get an error every time I go to checkout! ARRGGGHHH!! NUUUUUUU!!!!

It better still be there/work in a few hours or I will be sooooo mad. I really want this skirt!

Pain is life. Pain is necessary. It balances out the joy and pleasure. It is a reality check. The presence of pain means you are alive.

When one denies pain and chooses to hide in a blissful oblivion they aren't living. It is fake. It is a lie. It is hallow and meaningless.

Without the bad to balance out the good there is no learning, no growth, thus rendering existence as a whole completely pointless.

Been drawing a little more lately... want to get more into figure drawing... preferably without a model. SO I am starting to study up on anatomy more (bone and muscle/tissue structure, etc...)


I know some people on my f-list are artists. Does anybody have any recommendations for anatomy books that are more aimed for beginning figure drawing? (I'm more of a cartoonist and am getting bored and wishing to expand far beyond this.)

So far I have sort of skimmed "The Artists's Guide To Human Anatomy" by Gottfried Bammes which seems pretty good and some stuff by George B. Bridgeman (whom I've been suggested alot, but I'm not really sure I like... too sketchy, not really what I am looking for.)

Any suggestions?

I got a [Killer New Outfit] the other day (spent damn near $100 too, bad me.)

Maybe I'll get all prettied up and go somewhere pretty and be a camwhore today or tomorrow. (Totally excited about it, seriously, omg.)

I am sticking around OC for Thanksgiving. I'll make myself some god damn, fucking [Potatoes of Mashed Greatness] at 3am and it will be awesome.

However, I will be in Mendocino/Humboldt for about two weeks in December so hit me up.

Friends, you are all getting [Huge Fucking Amounts of Fucking Baked Goods] for Christmas so I need to know what the hell you like... [Tasty Chocolate Brownies], [Pumpkin Pie of Win], [Delicious Chocolate Cake], etc... (yes, you are getting your [Chocolate Chip and Walnut Cookies of Awesome], you know who you are, Fucker :P) (Note that these items are equippable to your stomach and are Bind on Pickup (BoP))

You name it, I'll bake it and it will be a happy fucking christmas for all you fuckers. /love



Also, I need a place to crash in Eureka/Arcata for a few days, so if one or more of you awesome fuckers wants to give up their couch for a night or two that would be awesome. I don't mind surfing about, I just don't want to end up sleeping in my car for longer than I need to. Pretty please! XOXO <3

That was weird. I literally couldn't wake up from the dream I was having.I went to bed around 4am and had this really strange dream that I don't remember much of. Around 7am I HEARD my alarm go off but I could not wake up. I received several text messages between then and waking as well and was hearing them ring... I think it's bullshit that dreams supposedly only last a few seconds or minutes even if they seem like hours. I finally ended up waking up and it was almost 2pm... That is very unlike me.

I wish I could remember what the dream was... I have a general feeling of it but I don't remember what it was about at all. When I woke up I didn't move or anything, just tried to reflect on it but there was nothing there to reflect on... maybe I will remember things later.

Sitting down and writing 14,000 words of DIALOGUE is NOT how you do NaNo... unfortunately.

Me thinks I might make a gorgonzola cheese, apple and/or pear pizza with a creamy Italian herb cheese sauce or some sort of sweet marinara sauce for dinner tomorrow night.

*drool*


So over the past few weeks I have run into the same guy at the local comic book store. He is amazingly hot, copper skinned, long, silky, straight black hair, strong, angular jaw-line, large rough hands, oh yes. I believe his name is Paul but I am going to call him "Savage Beast" because I immediately fantasized about him grabbing me by the hair, shoving me against the wall and violently making out with me. Oh yes.

Anyway, a little earlier I throw on jeans and a t-shirt and head to the natural food store a few minutes from my house. I look like shit, I feel like shit (and have for days) I mean... how often do I actually wear pants in public? Considering my entire wardrobe consists of skirts and ONE pair of jeans, not very often. So I look like shit and feel just as terrible but figure "Hey, it's 7 at night, who's going to see me at Mother's Market?"

Turns out that this delicious creature works night shifts at Mother's Market.... AWESOME. NOT. Thank you for ringing me up for my nutritional yeast flakes, rice cakes, sinus/cold/flu loose-leaf herbal tea, and toothpaste, please ignore my half-combed, disheveled, messy hair, puffy red eyes, red, stuffy nose and dry, chapped lips. K thnx.


-_-

80 tamales are ready to be cooked late tomorrow night/early Saturday morning. Pumpkins are steaming. Pie crust is finished. It's time to play some WoW. By the way, I'm 23 now... You know what? I used to MUD and I played Zork and other such text-based RPGs... Damn, I'm old.



I also need to work on my cat ears and tail for my costume... talk about waiting until the last second.


Yay Disneyland in the morning!

I just managed to mistype the word "cooking" as "cocking" about four times...

I'm super annoyed. I really wanted to run some instances tonight but I can't log on to WoW. It's really annoying... either it doesn't connect at all and gives me that "There is a problem with your connection" bullshit or it connects and disconnects me right away for within a few minutes. I have done everything. I have restarted my computer a billion times, reset the router a billion times, fucked with my wireless card forever and a day, messed with just about everything. Glenn is wired and he can log in and I can log in on his computer. I know it's the wireless being retarded, be it the router or on my end. I can do everything else though (though it is kind of laggy), nobody is streaming anything or has any torrents going and we NEVER have a problem with all three of us on WoW at the same time. I was also getting disconnected all day long, sometimes once or twice and hour, sometimes once ever 10 to 15 minutes.... I just stopped playing, it was too much of a pain in the ass to attempt to play when it was just going to disconnect me the moment I got into doing anything.

If it isn't working correctly tomorrow I'm going to see if I can plug my tower in to the router just to see if it continues to give me problems, I can't stay plugged into it because it's in Tati and Glenn's room but I can at least determine who's end it's on.


Arggggghhhh.



On another note, I had an awesome dream last night that was totally like a complete novel. I'll have to type up a summary of it and post it later. It was super awesome, I totally have tons of inspiration for NaNoWriMo now!

Is it Friday yet? I want my Disneyland and sushi goodness and I want to carry around the Birthday Sword all day.

No.

But at least I got my rocks off... or rather the lady equivalent.

Uuughhh... Trying to do a last second load of laundry and figure out what to wear. I have to take off for Anaheim in about an hour and a half and I have NOTHING to wear. My red skirt is still torn so that is out of the question. Hopefully Glenn can help me replace the torn panel in the back sometime next week seeing as how he is the only one in this house with sewing skills.

My light green skirt needs to be mended from it ripping up the back-seam during an emBAREASSing (haha, see what I did there?) fall at party several months back. ARRRRG. This is very frustrating. I don't want to wear my black dress because I can't find my shrug to wear with it and it's short to the point where it doesn't say "Hey, look at my ass. You know you want it, too bad you can't have it. Sucks for you!" it says "GIVE ME YOUR COCK NAAAAOOOOO!!!!!"

Grrrr.

Anyway, laundry is done. Better make my bed, put my clothes away, do my makeup then straighten up my car a bit.


Outfit chosen: Black lace up pencil skirt, black square-neck top, solid black stockings, leopard heals. Yes. I am ready.

I made tamales! They turned out AWESOME!

http://www.flickr.com/photos/reaverkitten/sets/72157622462041325/


You wish you could eat them. You know you want them. You can't have them. Sucks for you.


Awww fuck it. You Humboldt people know I would make bazillions of them for all of you if I were still up there.

I made tamales yesterday. They turned out AWESOME. My Mexican roommate was very impressed.

I also did several Dead Nazi shots with Tati and then drank the remaining quarter of a bottle of Captain Morgan's Black Cask I had. Then we went to the store so I could buy more rum to drink with Chris on Thursday.... apparently I decided to drink about 3/4 of it last night. I woke up this morning to make tea and found the almost empty bottle in the freezer and thought that maybe my roommates drank it... but then I remembered that they hate rum and Tati confirmed for me that I did indeed down 3/4 of the bottle. Shiiiiiiiit. Haha oops.

I have a sorta date thing on Thursday and then a KMFDM concert on Friday. Woot.
So 3 weeks till my birthday. I get to go to Disneyland, happiest place on Earth, and it's going to be awesome. I sooo want my picture taken with Cinderella. (STFU) After that my roomies are taking me out for sushi then we're coming back to the house for drinking and party favours.

The next eve we are throwing a Halloween party. I don't know what I am doing to wear, I was thinking about just doing something generic and easy like a French Maid. I'm going to go to Torrid today to try on some of their costumes and maybe go by the big halloween/costume store to see what they might have in plus-size.

I would LOVE to be able to construct an Ursula-esque costume (The Little Mermaid) but there is no way I would be able to in time, especially with lack of sewing skills (though one of my roomates can sew) I just wouldn't know where to begin.


Anyway, I guess I better be off.

XOXO