tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231464762024-03-07T08:00:34.735-08:00World Famous Drawer and Fake-Sleeper ReportsAllihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.comBlogger330125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-54890421396216401002012-11-11T23:59:00.000-08:002012-11-11T23:59:49.594-08:00Rather arbitrary things I want in my lifeA Pembroke Welsh Corgi named Biscuit.<br />
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A personal library, complete with squishy arm chairs, a window seat, nice lamps, and heavy curtains.<br />
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Secret doors and cupboards, everywhere, full of charming things.<br />
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An art/crafting studio (less arbitrary and more necessary, but, hey).<br />
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A big big bed (California King).<br />
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A big cedar chest, full of quilts.<br />
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A rack for my scarves.<br />
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An old, creaky house to live in, with a big, sturdy swing outside, under a tree that has good leaf changing colors. I'm not choosy about the tree.<br />
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All of these things are reasonably gettable. My current life style isn't conducive to them, but one day, I am hopeful to have them.<br />
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But they are arbitrary. They are not necessary, except the corgi and the art studio. Maybe the library and the bed (being long is rough).<br />
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I don't know, they feel pretty necessary or not difficult to do, so I look at them and think, "Is it so silly to want them?" I guess even my dreams and desires stay within a realm of "can do" rather than lofting up my wishes into "no, don't be silly." Like flying through space to see a nebula. I'd like to do that too. It isn't on my list though. I'm not <i>that</i> silly.<br />
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But, currently, my life is confined to a 10' by 10' room, and two shelves in a garage. I have a desk in the same, cold garage where I can make art and paint, but it is a cold place. I also have a 3' by 6' area in the garage that currently is the home of all of my storage boxes, yet to be stored. But that's my life, there. I haven't the space to spread out in, to make my own.<br />
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So one day, I imagine I will have that corgi and that art studio and that bed and a library and a person to share it all with. I didn't put a person to share it all with on that list, you notice. That person is <i>not</i> arbitrary.<br />
<br />Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-79026089567487428012012-11-03T01:07:00.003-07:002012-11-03T01:07:31.152-07:00Money and foodI eat breakfast, usually something like a bagel with preserves and a hot chocolate. I eat lunch, which varies so much, it isn't consistent. Today it was a grilled cheese and a pickle. I often don't have dinner, but today I had waffles and earlier this week, pasta.<br />
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I'd like to eat better. I like spinach, so spinach salads sound lovely for lunches, with a roll and a slice of ham and swiss. Juice or water. Breakfast seems like something I've got down. Dinner needs improvement, but I struggle since it is a lot of work and I share my kitchen and am very tired when I come home.<br />
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Also, food costs money.<br />
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Often, after I paid all my bills, I am left with only a little bit. Usually around $200. This month, I owed a friend $100 for a purchase they made for me, so after my bills and everything were gone, I was left with about $100, and two trips to the store later, I'm at $22.<br />
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$22 to last me until November 15th.<br />
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My credit card finally replenished a bit, so I have $300 in there, but I want to be careful because I still have to pay off whatever I spend there, so mustn't be careless.<br />
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So it isn't easy to eat healthy. I should like to plan meals for myself, and hopefully improve my eating habits and health.<br />
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I also need to spend my money on nothing but bills and food for the next month or two and see what is left to me. I expect I waste a lot of it on frivolous things.Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-70682652053980651222012-10-16T19:30:00.000-07:002012-10-16T19:30:02.111-07:00All or nothing<br />
I realize I am an all or nothing kind of person. I knew this, though only mildly, all my life. I can't bring myself to wear clothes I don't like. I mean, really like. As a kid, mom would buy me a shirt, and I'd tell her I hated it, and she told me to wear it anyway. And I never would. I'd glaze over it in my closet, and years would pass, and finally Mom would toss it. And if I somehow ended up in clothes I did not want to wear, I was miserable the whole day.<br />
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That transcends into basically everything. If it isn't what I want, I don't want it at all. If I am in the mood for a specific food, nothing else will do, and I'd rather wait, hungry, until I get it, or my mood changes. As well for dating. I can't lower my standards, and I will not date for fun because it feels like a waste of everybody's time. I want what I want, usually the best.<br />
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Now that I am an adult with my own income and making all of my own decisions, I have found myself indulging in this lifestyle. I buy exactly the clothes I want, and as a result, am very pleased with my personal fashion. I buy just the food I want, which can often be on a whim so I end up with junk food far too often (trying to change that habit). I do not do things I do not want to do.<br />
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It can be a bad thing. I end up not going to parties, not working on personal projects because I'd rather lay in bed and read until 2 am.<br />
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But, in the end, I think it will be a good thing for me. I think I will marry well. I will be satisfied with my art. I will be happy.<br />
Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-86592777681565437982012-10-16T13:35:00.000-07:002012-10-16T15:17:20.713-07:00Foodie-ism<br />
I was raised to be a bit of a foodie. My dad loves to cook and would always whip up some fantastic dish, never settling for mediocre. Whatever he made, he made it with style and the best flavors. I have been spoiled. Even after I moved out, I would still go to their house and eat whatever dish he had made, taking home leftovers and whatnot.<br />
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And then they moved to Virginia.<br />
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Since then, I don't eat so well. I eat well enough. I am not dying of scurvy or malnutrition. But. I miss high quality food. I miss a perfectly cooked steak with rosemary potatoes and steamed asparagus. I miss steamed artichokes and hollandaise. I miss chocomacamania cookies. Mushroom leek soup. Prime rib. Pulled pork sandwiches. Chile verde burritos. Barbecue wings with homemade sauce.<br />
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My dad's special touch to food.<br />
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I don't find the same relaxation in cooking as dad does, but I love high quality food. And my life is devoid enough of it now that I may throw myself into cooking just to have it back.<br />
Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-3246065431045625882011-10-21T23:31:00.000-07:002011-10-21T23:37:20.859-07:00LoveLately, my heart has been brimming with love. Not romantic love, but the kind of love you feel for your family and friends. And I seem to feel it for everyone. Everyone is a worthy creature, deserving of kindness and genuine smiles and affection. My chest feels open and light, like an atrium in a sparkling morning. Light, air, and a warm echo, beckoning to me. Everything resonates within me now, and feels wonderful. It's made me a much happier person. Overwhelmed by love and deep rooted happiness. <br />
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I felt like this back when I was in high school, I remember. I had sad feelings, but they didn't seem to matter and certainly weren't things you mentioned to others outside your family. Not sure what happened, but I think someone told me not to "suppress my emotions" and I was kind of made to speak out my negative emotions. In retrospect, a bad plan. I voiced them to my family, expressed them in my art--it was none of his business who I shared me emotions with.<br />
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But here I am again, feeling the freeness of spirit. <br />
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I think I want to attribute it to my new job. I got a job at a company I've wanted to work at pretty much forever. It's amazing. I feel so blessed and lucky to be there. Everyone is fun and pleasant and kind to me. How can I be unhappy there? I can't. It's exactly what I wanted and needed. Money problems, gone. Insurance woes, vanished. Company of understanding friends, achieved. <br />
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No wonder I see the world in hues of gold and pink now.Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-44255350850383930752011-05-24T00:59:00.000-07:002011-05-24T00:59:56.749-07:00The precipiceHaving only graduated from something once before in my life, I am not very experienced at it, and the last time I did was 6 years ago, so I have forgotten pretty much everything. Luckily, I don't have to do much but wear a silly gown and a square hat, walk across a stage, shake a hand, and look pretty.<br />
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It's the after.<br />
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It's always the after.<br />
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I know you're supposed to start working and be an adult. But THAT is something I have never done before. Nor have I done this no-school thing, either. Not going back at the end of a summer? WEIRD. Almost panic worthy.<br />
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Not much else to say other than I'm a bit worried about what I'll do with myself (I mean, all I <i>want</i> to do is draw all day, but that doesn't get me fed).Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-40716990107837350882011-02-07T11:03:00.000-08:002011-02-07T11:03:00.283-08:00LikesSome thing's I really like.<br />
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The band <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/heart/id6933421?uo=4" target="itunes_store">Stars</a><br />
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Actual <a href="http://grizzlyhugs.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/stars-sky-lg.jpg">stars</a> <br />
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The web-comic <a href="http://www.scarygoround.com/">Bad Machinery</a><br />
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Twice looped studded belts<br />
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Wind chimes<br />
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Light through glass or crystal<br />
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A fresh pillowcaseAllihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-86831110698353197342010-03-24T17:53:00.000-07:002010-03-24T17:54:08.908-07:00My artI'm selling some here, for super low prices.<br /><br />http://www.etsy.com/shop/allibthomas<br /><br />Go buy one! :DAllihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-60007643988381573732010-01-17T20:37:00.000-08:002010-01-17T20:43:29.936-08:00Super Size MeI watched Super Size Me for the first time today. Probably not the best day to watch it, as I've been nauseated all day, but all the same... I watched it.<br /><br />I'm happy to say I almost never eat McDonald's. The only McDonald's I do eat are their soft serves, and I have one of those every 6 months or so. Nom.<br /><br />But I don't eat well. I don't eat veggies or fruits very often, mostly because I have some stomach problems that limit which F&V I can eat, so I tend to steer clear all together. But I should make an effort. Maybe I can't eat tomatoes, but I can eat all the other veggies. Maybe I can't eat citrus, but I can eat the other fruit. I'm that lazy, huh?<br /><br />And since I started going to SJSU, I've started eating fast food more. They have a Burger King right by my classes. I succumb frequently, if I have money on hand (which is rare, actually).<br /><br />Anyway, I am going to make a new goal. For the next 30 days I will not eat any fast food. The only places I will eat out at will be sit down restaurants, and my portions will be small. At home, I'm going to really push my family to keep fruits and veggies in stock. It's going to be hard for me, especially with my addiction to cake and chocolate muffins. But I can handle this.Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-42642328572751224072010-01-05T02:14:00.000-08:002011-10-22T22:51:44.017-07:00Somehow, this slipped my mindI forgot to publicly announce the start of my first, official, webcomic.<br />
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<a href="http://collide.smackjeeves.com/">http://collide.smackjeeves.com/</a><br />
(Update: that comic address is no longer where my comic is hosted. If you go there, you'll find someone else's comic.)<br />
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You may or may not have seen the link for it around. But there it is. Officially. At this point it is 34 pages long. So few pages, and so far to go. So very, very far.<br />
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I'm excited to do this! I love this story!Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-38867103085600974682010-01-01T13:11:00.000-08:002010-01-03T02:12:44.937-08:00ResolutionsWell, it's the new year. I decided I should do some resolutions--I never really have before. This will be much more official, and I can come back at the end of the year and see what I did. All right, here we go.<br /><br />-Continue Collide, without fail<br />-Move out of my parents house<br />-Sell art at a con<br />-Finish editing my manuscript<br />-Be a better friend (aka, hang out with peeps more--I'm such a recluse)<br /><br />Yep. I'll probably be back to edit more later.Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-41608952685973896232009-12-25T14:32:00.000-08:002009-12-25T14:36:50.265-08:00ChristmasI am making few appearances here, I know. Whatever.<br /><br />Christmas was awesome this year. Mostly, I was excited to give my gifts to my family. It went like this.<br /><br />Dad got a set of paintings of the ocean.<br />Mom got a hard to find book of BoM paintings.<br />Gordon got Halo: ODST<br />Brock got a bike<br />Laura got a pencil drawing of a scene from her book.<br />Karren got a book of Haikus written by her friends and family.<br />Stu got a bear with a little doctor's coat and stethoscope.<br /><br />I was very happy to give them those presents, as most of them were a result of a long time of planning and careful execution.<br /><br />I got some neat-o things too!<br />A camera and case<br />A playskool flashlight, with red/green light features<br />Leggings<br />Lots of gift cards<br />Candy!<br />Earrings<br />A lovely necklace<br /><br />^__^ So, happy Christmas, all!Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-20590358902097659872009-11-30T23:33:00.000-08:002009-11-30T23:35:00.452-08:00Applesauce?Three people ask the same question (what's 2 divided by 3?) and get different answers.<br /><br />No.<br /><br />1/3.<br /><br />Applesauce.<br /><br />And each of their answers makes sense to them.Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-75817268440205677892009-10-25T17:07:00.001-07:002011-06-17T13:33:36.946-07:00Concert and InterviewSo last night I went to The Sounds' concert in San Francisco. I went mostly to see Shiny Toy Guns, though, as I had arranged to interview Jeremy (keyboardist) after their set. As a result, I missed most of The Sounds set. But it's okay, I interviewed Jeremy for 45 minutes.<br />
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It was fun and crazy and I recorded the entire interview on my phone. I've been transcribing for a while now, but it's only a few minutes into the interview. I have a lot more to do.<br />
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Once it's edited, I'll post a copy up here. :)<br />
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EDIT: <br />
Here it is! It has swears in it, I'm afraid.<br />
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Here's the down low:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifOm5ZuDPJHxDS87Ic7AjueFFRFnypRSz5g8nVTAsd_cz-fvpRHf7jmqvo46tf-FvJgWBo_xQDfEsopS3aspXI9XJ0g9EKWCy40A1yHnPMPRPJe06mxCdRxUoOi8zaytL7kSmngQ/s1600-h/APE+2009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifOm5ZuDPJHxDS87Ic7AjueFFRFnypRSz5g8nVTAsd_cz-fvpRHf7jmqvo46tf-FvJgWBo_xQDfEsopS3aspXI9XJ0g9EKWCy40A1yHnPMPRPJe06mxCdRxUoOi8zaytL7kSmngQ/s400/APE+2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394927020371699810" /></a>Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-19664519824040070712009-10-13T21:48:00.000-07:002009-10-13T21:50:22.313-07:00Error page win!I came across this somewhere and quickly snatched it up. Take a gander!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPx6RbuZMOxEwIPK2LQeTmhyphenhyphenCJ4jTB0EoSqd0Vt_3Y168RQXps0sAHvbQNAzvyjcnTpOOo2584FqkXx_xhDwS4JRGkK0zBLy6z5wrgeCsu3DIH2tTq5S4haa-h1mbuZCIKQmR1g/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2009-10-13+at+9.09.28+PM.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPx6RbuZMOxEwIPK2LQeTmhyphenhyphenCJ4jTB0EoSqd0Vt_3Y168RQXps0sAHvbQNAzvyjcnTpOOo2584FqkXx_xhDwS4JRGkK0zBLy6z5wrgeCsu3DIH2tTq5S4haa-h1mbuZCIKQmR1g/s400/Screen+shot+2009-10-13+at+9.09.28+PM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392313445186194962" /></a>Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-64852003835093775882009-10-13T01:40:00.000-07:002009-10-13T01:43:22.892-07:00Listen up!I was recently exposed to an artist whose style speaks volumes to me. So I wrote this entry in my art blog.<br /><br />http://bit.ly/14B5ml<br /><br />It's frustrating having a dream and trying to balance it between school and a social life. School has to come first above the other two, and I usually end up sacrificing socialness to work on the dream. Not that I aim to avoid being with my friends, because I really want to be with them. So often.<br /><br />Anyway, it's hard finding time to balance myself. Like I can't really draw until Wednesday evening--when my essays will be done. <br /><br />Gr, 3 essays due on Wednesday. Gr.Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-28950743472700398052009-10-09T23:15:00.000-07:002009-10-09T23:22:50.849-07:00Little thingsI really enjoy life. Sometimes, as humans are prone to do, I forget. But some little thing will remind me how awesome it is. So here's somethings I like to rely on.<br /><br />Cold Honey Bunches of Oats w/Milk<br />A finely sharpened pencil<br />Marbles<br />Knitting<br />Wind chimes<br />The first sip of new soda<br />Sunbathing on the carpet in the quiet house<br />Origami<br />Brisk wind<br />Scarves<br />Sunlight making green leaves glow<br />Caterpillars <br />A clean bathroom<br />A new fan of my art<br />Brady hugs<br />Blankets far larger than me<br /><br />Anyway, today was frustrating and disappointing so I needed some time to enjoy life a little. I feel better.Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-35848966227937367552009-10-03T21:43:00.000-07:002010-09-06T23:47:16.416-07:00Life accomplishmentsMy sister has a list of 100 things she wants to accomplish in her life. This is my attempt at seeing how many things I hope to accomplish in my life.<br /><br />1. Get Married<br />2. Have kids<br />3. Live in a foreign country<br />4. Publish a novel<br />5. Publish a graphic novel series<br />6. Learn to drive stick shift<br />7. Become accomplished on the guitar<br />8. Learn to the play the Piano<br />9. Sing in a band (Just once, doesn't have to be famous)<br />10. Have a booth at ComicCon<br />11. Shoot a handgun<br />12. Ride a Bullet Bike<br />13. Learn Japanese<br />14. Go to Japan<br />15. Get a Bachelors Degree<br />16. Get a Masters Degree<br />17. Hike a Volcano<br />18. Go to all 50 states<br />19. Roadtrip with a friend<br />20. Travel across Europe<br />21. Go to Australia<br />22. Teach English in Japan<br />23. Go through the temple<br /><del>24. Knit/Crochet a hat</del><br />25. Make something out of glass<br />26. Learn to dance<br />27. Make a quilt<br />28. See my siblings all married and become parents<br />29. Finish illustrating Collide<br />30. Illustrate at least 3 graphic novel stories<br />31. Learn to snowboard or ski<br />32. Meet the Prophet<br />33. Hold a monkey<br />34. Learn Welsh<br />35. See my children married in the temple<br />36. See my sons go on missions<br />37. Have grandchildren<br />38. Go on a cruise<br />39. Meet Kazu Kibuishi & wife, Amy Kim Ganter<br />40. Have a short story in a comic anthology<br />41. Be a missionary<br />42. Return to Wales<br />43. Never get cancer<br />44. Have a dog<br />45. Go to India<br />46. Go to Russia<br />47. Be accomplished on the Violin<br />48. Get a degree in Geology<br />49. Have some of my art featured on a book cover, or in a movie<br />50. See the Northern Lights<br /><br />50 isn't so bad. :)Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-81295871843345015372009-10-02T13:14:00.001-07:002009-10-02T13:15:53.034-07:00To doI have realized I love making to-do lists. I get so much more done. Probably?<br /><br />[ ] Knit Matty scarf<br />[ ] Read Geog stuff<br />[ ] Page 12 (or more)<br />[ ] Ancient Studies paper<br />[ ] Clean room<br /><br />What to do first?Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-80225412425260407922009-09-28T11:47:00.001-07:002009-09-28T11:52:42.068-07:00Figures?I went through my Google Reader subscriptions today, and started unsubscribing from things that often post items that are... not completely evil, but they are not uplifting. Away they went. I'm not even remotely sad about it, either. I don't need to be bombarded by inappropriate sexual humor. <br /><br />On the home front, I hurt my shoulder about a week ago. I was confined to a chair after that, and did basically nothing. No school, even. Which is a little stressful because I missed a lot of deadlines. But my teachers are being supportive and have given me alternatives and extensions. :)<br /><br />I was feeling a lot better yesterday (each day brought me a little closer to fully healed) and was able to walk around and do a few things. I decided to sleep in my bed last night. Silly me. I woke up with bad neck pain again. The problem with my bed is that I roll around in my sleep and put bad pressure on my neck. It's always been a little rough on me, and I would wake up with neck pain more than a few mornings a week. But it always dissipated and I was fine.<br /><br />Clearly, it is not fine.<br /><br />But I will not be conquered by this little hill. I'll get past it, and find a solution.Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-7233663501162423252009-09-04T22:21:00.001-07:002009-09-04T22:31:09.558-07:00A day that is really two daysToday was an interesting day. Why? I shall tell you. At this moment. Please proceed below.<br /><br />Here.<br /><br />And here.<br /><br />Also, here. Good, I have you now.<br /><br />I suppose my "interesting day" began last night when I watched a documentary called, "People Like Us" with my family and it brought to the realization that I am a high quality individual. Not that I did not know this, but I had forgotten. Or something akin to forgetting (Ignoring?). Such a realization instilled a burning panic that screamed, "Buy new clothes!"<br /><br />So we went to Gilroy this morning, and my father was kind to me and invested some money into a very nice wardrobe for me, including but not limited to, 2 new skirts, 2 blazers, a silk blouse, and a white collar shirt. Also, a pair of caramel colored heels.<br /><br />It's like my legs are dipped in caramel, making them delicious and desirable (Food analogies are the best).<br /><br />I then proceeded to my sisters house to hold the baby while she had a very important conversation with a very important man about her very important book which she has devoted very important years to. The result? A fabulous, epic win. <br /><br />An agent.<br /><br />There was a lot of excitement when the phone turned off, followed by the phone reactivating as she called some loved ones. I was lucky and heard it first, being in the room with her. The baby was asleep and also has no conscious memory yet. I think.<br /><br />This happening made me feel unaccomplished for a while. Then I realized that I am 22 years old, in college, teaching myself the guitar, writing 4 novels simultaneously, illustrating a graphic novel I spent 5 years writing, and saving infrequent dollar amounts to have an opportunity to sell my art in a public forum.<br /><br />So, I'm not doing so bad.Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-15595593606500957292009-08-30T16:00:00.001-07:002009-08-30T16:05:20.066-07:00Too many spidersAt this moment, I wish I had my own apartment. <br /><br />So I could put paintings and illustrations up on the walls, and fill shelves with all of my books. To stick my guitar in the corner, near a chair and a plant. A shelf for my glass blue birds of happiness, and a wooden box for my video games. Also, a small filing cabinet for my art, since the little file box is too small now.<br /><br />In the corner I could set up my dual screen, keyboard, and tablet, next to my printer/scanner, and CD burner. There would be open space and I would not feel frustrated at the lack of room for anything.<br /><br />So, anyway. We're watching Hudsucker Proxy downstairs, so I'll probably be going down soon. Or just drawing something to sell.<br /><br />Oh, and "Owl City" is a fabulous band. Especially, "If my Heart was a House."Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-24287058016951966152009-08-24T10:13:00.000-07:002009-08-24T10:16:02.373-07:00So, what have you been up to?What have I been doing for the past week and a half?<br /><br /><a href="http://www.textnovel.com/stories_list_detail.php?story_id=1416">This</a>. <br /><br />Of course, you have be a member of the site to read the story, and though it's totally free, I know people are adverse to signing up to everything they see. Unless I'm the only one. Which would make sense.<br /><br />Anyway, it's a story for a contest I probably won't win. But if they hadn't chosen the semi-finalists over a month ago, I might have had a chance. Because it's a cool story. <br /><br />About dragons.Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23146476.post-429013644266966552009-08-22T02:22:00.000-07:002009-08-22T02:34:07.293-07:00My birthday?Why yes, it <span style="font-style:italic;">is</span> my birthday! And yes, it is my <span style="font-style:italic;">magic</span> birthday!<br /><br />22 years ago, on this day, the 22nd, at this time, 2:22 am... I was born. Do you see what I'm getting at? It's my magic birthday. <br /><br />I expect amazing things this year, as a rule.Allihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02305994350469546712noreply@blogger.com0