Cold black stone of frozen disdain
I said that last night in regards to my heart.
Lack of sleep + code red + CQ is a breeding ground for my maliciousness.
I'm quite evil, you know. Villainous even.
But I'm the well-dressed, endearing villain that everybody loves.
Ahem.
I drew some portraits today for Odd Jobs Division. Duncan Heimdall, about 6 of them. Need to do some more, go on to some other characters. I want my computer so that I can actually like, write and organize all the plot themes and shit. You know, start writing up a full script.
My Ghostwalker issue is going well. It's very depressing but I love it. Orion/Ophelia is love. I need to buy a sketchbook for my Ghostwalker comicing. I decided I'm going to draw all the panels seperately because it gives me a little more artistic freedom as far as pace of the story and layout of pages.
My new favourite Queen song is "Breathru" and I highly suggest you listen to it, because it is stuck in my head constantly, the well-singing bastards.
Started playing Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney today. First three chapters were pretty cake, except on the third one I kept thinking ahead or overthinking and presenting the wrong evidence because of it. I've already had some experience with chapter 4 (I actually solved it for my friend who couldn't get through it) so that should be no big either.
I love the courtroom antics, but I HATE having to run around gathering evidence and whatnot. It's so tedious and it takes FOREVER. Ugh.
Miles Edgeworth is heart.
We've only got like four weeks left of actual class. Three more after Thanksgiving break, then we have Exodus, then we have about a week in January, and then two weeks of FTX, a week of cleaning, and GRADUATION. I'm going to see if I can drive home with Mark after graduation, cuz that would be pretty sweet. I kind of miss long useless car trips, they're cool.
Did I mention that I think I'll take my parents up on that car? I might. I want a paint job though. Purple, with lavender racing stripes. GIVE ME THE PAINT JOB OR GIVE ME DEATH! ...To the multitudes that is.
Random warning: When I get back home I will be changing LiveJournals to a full-time male journal to reflect myself. This one will stay open, but it will be effectively dead. Don't worry, all the stories I started in this one will be finished in this one. (At this point, that means...Confessional. Since everything else is effectively DEAD already.)
I TURN TWENTY IN SIX DAYS WHAT HAVE YOU GOTTEN ME?
Lack of sleep + code red + CQ is a breeding ground for my maliciousness.
I'm quite evil, you know. Villainous even.
But I'm the well-dressed, endearing villain that everybody loves.
Ahem.
I drew some portraits today for Odd Jobs Division. Duncan Heimdall, about 6 of them. Need to do some more, go on to some other characters. I want my computer so that I can actually like, write and organize all the plot themes and shit. You know, start writing up a full script.
My Ghostwalker issue is going well. It's very depressing but I love it. Orion/Ophelia is love. I need to buy a sketchbook for my Ghostwalker comicing. I decided I'm going to draw all the panels seperately because it gives me a little more artistic freedom as far as pace of the story and layout of pages.
My new favourite Queen song is "Breathru" and I highly suggest you listen to it, because it is stuck in my head constantly, the well-singing bastards.
Started playing Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney today. First three chapters were pretty cake, except on the third one I kept thinking ahead or overthinking and presenting the wrong evidence because of it. I've already had some experience with chapter 4 (I actually solved it for my friend who couldn't get through it) so that should be no big either.
I love the courtroom antics, but I HATE having to run around gathering evidence and whatnot. It's so tedious and it takes FOREVER. Ugh.
Miles Edgeworth is heart.
We've only got like four weeks left of actual class. Three more after Thanksgiving break, then we have Exodus, then we have about a week in January, and then two weeks of FTX, a week of cleaning, and GRADUATION. I'm going to see if I can drive home with Mark after graduation, cuz that would be pretty sweet. I kind of miss long useless car trips, they're cool.
Did I mention that I think I'll take my parents up on that car? I might. I want a paint job though. Purple, with lavender racing stripes. GIVE ME THE PAINT JOB OR GIVE ME DEATH! ...To the multitudes that is.
Random warning: When I get back home I will be changing LiveJournals to a full-time male journal to reflect myself. This one will stay open, but it will be effectively dead. Don't worry, all the stories I started in this one will be finished in this one. (At this point, that means...Confessional. Since everything else is effectively DEAD already.)
I TURN TWENTY IN SIX DAYS WHAT HAVE YOU GOTTEN ME?