I am old and ungainly. My time on livejournal is fleeting. Fortunately, I have molded a child. His name is dichotoman. I recommend you read that journal now, as this one is obselete and will probably be deleted in a month or whenever I get around to it. I have already added many of you to my progeny's friends list. Update yours accordingly ( Read more... )

I am here in edmonton.

times are good, but i'm so sleepy and groggy and dirty all the time. i shouldn't have had all that beer with meaghan's roommate kyla last night. and i definitely shouldn't have had all that beer after all that beer with kyla ( Read more... )

Well, I'm outta here in 30 minutes.

I am excited to go and look and investigate and explore and have fun and see what's going on. I can hardly wait to see castrati.

...on the complete opposite side of things...

I am very sad to leave because I have had been having an exceptional time with my friends here. Especially spirulinai. but especially heliumfish. but especially 256. ( Read more... )

It's times like this that I'm irked that I have such a fantastic bed. It makes me a sleep snob. Only the finest for me!

I feel a semi-gushing g'bye coming on, but now is not the time. And it's not like 3 weeks is an eternity.

Hail Dichotoman!

He was the result of an insane drugged conversation, where I wanted a chinatown blacksmith to make me a sword worthy of my name, Max the Destroyer, the Liberator... the bringer of strife and fortune.

heliumfish came up with the moniker Dichotoman. It was gold ( Read more... )

I hate losing stuff. But it seems to be happening with startling frequency, lately.

Now missing: circular polarizing filter, Li-Ion battery for my digi rebel. Approximate value: $200. Not items to be misplaced, and I've never done so before. This is what happens when I slack off on photography for a few months. Damn damn damn.

Things I find scary on a sunday afternoon (to varying degrees and types of fear, of course):

- death
- much music
- raw foodists
- grizzly bears
- adobe illustrator
- those guys in Resident Evil 4 with the bags on their heads waving chainsaws around
- real failure ( Read more... )

Why, Saturday night? Why??

Every week, without fail, I find myself with nothing to do. If i get bored enough I may well make a solo excursion to System for some jungledrumandbass.

So, I'm going to Ryerson for at least a year. I figure, worst comes to worst and it's crap, I can transfer to OCAD and, with my year of post-secondary art schooling, apply for advanced standing and skip foundation year.

1. wanted: extra-mohawkular trim before tuesday night. can someone help me out?

i'm a fucking nutcase lately. it's very strange and thoroughly uncharacteristic. let's hope this is just a fad.

2. the great mustache experiment has been ended. i have a babyface, to the extent that that is possible. i look weird without it... for a while. but perhaps ( Read more... )