With very little exageration, I went through hell yesterday. Two days ago I felt the oncoming of a cold, so I made my usual cold-preventing measures...bottle of DayQuil and NyQuil, tissues, OJ and soup to last two days. usually kills it dead.
Oh how wrong I was. around 2 oClock yesterday I lost the ability to keep track of time. I only remember fragments of what happened.
The one constant, was this searing, pressing, pain that did not stop.
(usually when i have a headache, a bad one....I can find ONE position to lie/sit in where the pain is reduced a lot...then I can usually fall asleep and the pain is either gone or lessened a LOT when I wake up)
That didn't happen. the pain was intense, unrelenting, and merciless. If I ate or drank, it felt worse... and it made me feel nauseated. If I sat/stood up, pain. if the lights were on, pain. if the lights were OFF, pain. lying down, ice pack or no ice pack, open windows or heater on, wet towel or no wet towel...pure fucked-up-ness.
I lost time, apparently around 10pm I woke up. which was odd, because waking up meant I was sleeping, and sleeping meant that the pain had subsided long enough for me to get knocked out. My Ma came by around 8:30 and found me. She had some heavy hitting pain releiver, and force fed me fluids. aparenly I was delierious. She said she was one step away from taking me to the hospital.
What a fucking day. I still feel like shit, but at least I am AWARE of my surroundings and can comprehend things. and my headache isn't here. I'm still expelling two times my body weight in snot, and everything ELSE in my body is broken, but my mind is clear.
playing on iTunes this instant:Burning down the HouseTalking Heads
ADDED: from Trinity's journal
(A) First, recommend to me:
1. a movie:
2. a book:
3. a musical artist, song, or album:
(B) I want everyone who reads this to ask me three questions, no more, no less. Ask me anything you want.
(C) Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends to ask you anything
Your questions will be answered in my next journal entry i make... who knows when that will be... what with my effed up shedule.
Oh how wrong I was. around 2 oClock yesterday I lost the ability to keep track of time. I only remember fragments of what happened.
The one constant, was this searing, pressing, pain that did not stop.
(usually when i have a headache, a bad one....I can find ONE position to lie/sit in where the pain is reduced a lot...then I can usually fall asleep and the pain is either gone or lessened a LOT when I wake up)
That didn't happen. the pain was intense, unrelenting, and merciless. If I ate or drank, it felt worse... and it made me feel nauseated. If I sat/stood up, pain. if the lights were on, pain. if the lights were OFF, pain. lying down, ice pack or no ice pack, open windows or heater on, wet towel or no wet towel...pure fucked-up-ness.
I lost time, apparently around 10pm I woke up. which was odd, because waking up meant I was sleeping, and sleeping meant that the pain had subsided long enough for me to get knocked out. My Ma came by around 8:30 and found me. She had some heavy hitting pain releiver, and force fed me fluids. aparenly I was delierious. She said she was one step away from taking me to the hospital.
What a fucking day. I still feel like shit, but at least I am AWARE of my surroundings and can comprehend things. and my headache isn't here. I'm still expelling two times my body weight in snot, and everything ELSE in my body is broken, but my mind is clear.
playing on iTunes this instant:Burning down the HouseTalking Heads
ADDED: from Trinity's journal
(A) First, recommend to me:
1. a movie:
2. a book:
3. a musical artist, song, or album:
(B) I want everyone who reads this to ask me three questions, no more, no less. Ask me anything you want.
(C) Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends to ask you anything
Your questions will be answered in my next journal entry i make... who knows when that will be... what with my effed up shedule.
Jesus. Explain this to me...for years I suffer having a dial up connection, I was online as much as I could possibly be. Now that we're finally equipped with high speed cable connection, I have no fucking time at all, and I'm barely on the damned net. I really hate how this turns out. I mean, do I have to wait til I get a holiday off from work so I can have time to go online, write a journal, respond to e-mails, leave comments, and CHAT for crissakes? TIme is a slippery bastard. It seems I can never get any, nor can I use it.
Anyways, Happy Holidays everyone. Whatever that Holiday may be for you. Even if you don't celebrate any of the December holidays, enjoy whatever freebies come your way. and if you don't get prezzies or freebies or cookies or sommat, at least be glad that tomorrow is the last day for another 11 months that you'll have to stomach Christmas music.
Movies I can't watch
What's goin on? Just watched "Big Fish". I've noticed a pattern. The last 3 movies that made me bawl like a baby at the end were The Royal Tennenbaums, Igby goes down, and Big Fish. Which makes the point clear, I have to have a chat with my dad. Or else, after he kicks it, I'm going to be a fucking mess whenever "Cat's in the Cradle" is played on an oldie station. It's strange how the one person I don't want to talk to (and, really, CAN'T talk to) is the one person I HAVE to talk to. It's one of those things that neither of us knows how it started, but whatever it is it has to be addressed.
art art arty art
Gah. Only been mildly productive on the artistic front this month. This was supposed to be a catch up month, I was going to clear my plate so I could focus on comics from here on out. I only cleared about half of the projects I wanted to, and how have a week before I promised myself I'd be done with em. Some don't really have deadlines, but some are WAYYYY past due. I should remind myself that while it's cheaper... drawing illustrations as gifts for people is NOT an easier road to take.
Firstly, the worry is way high. For an illustration that someone pays for, it's a business transaction. Not much stress. You do the work that your client is expecting, and no more (unless they're paying more)
But an illustration that you are going to GIVE to someone, the stakes are higher. As an artist, you want to put together the best fucking piece of art that you are capable of. And when you sketch it out, or finish it...and it doesn't live up to your lofty goals... well, from your perspective it's not good enough is it? Nah, gotta do it over. make it better. Then, before you know it, it's a year later, and all the versions still aren't as good as you want them to be.
Ah. anyway.
Playing on iTunes this instant:
Red Sector A by Rush
Now, let's see if this works....
if it's chopped off, or the image don't show, just go here instead. Happy Holidays!
Anyways, Happy Holidays everyone. Whatever that Holiday may be for you. Even if you don't celebrate any of the December holidays, enjoy whatever freebies come your way. and if you don't get prezzies or freebies or cookies or sommat, at least be glad that tomorrow is the last day for another 11 months that you'll have to stomach Christmas music.
Movies I can't watch
What's goin on? Just watched "Big Fish". I've noticed a pattern. The last 3 movies that made me bawl like a baby at the end were The Royal Tennenbaums, Igby goes down, and Big Fish. Which makes the point clear, I have to have a chat with my dad. Or else, after he kicks it, I'm going to be a fucking mess whenever "Cat's in the Cradle" is played on an oldie station. It's strange how the one person I don't want to talk to (and, really, CAN'T talk to) is the one person I HAVE to talk to. It's one of those things that neither of us knows how it started, but whatever it is it has to be addressed.
art art arty art
Gah. Only been mildly productive on the artistic front this month. This was supposed to be a catch up month, I was going to clear my plate so I could focus on comics from here on out. I only cleared about half of the projects I wanted to, and how have a week before I promised myself I'd be done with em. Some don't really have deadlines, but some are WAYYYY past due. I should remind myself that while it's cheaper... drawing illustrations as gifts for people is NOT an easier road to take.
Firstly, the worry is way high. For an illustration that someone pays for, it's a business transaction. Not much stress. You do the work that your client is expecting, and no more (unless they're paying more)
But an illustration that you are going to GIVE to someone, the stakes are higher. As an artist, you want to put together the best fucking piece of art that you are capable of. And when you sketch it out, or finish it...and it doesn't live up to your lofty goals... well, from your perspective it's not good enough is it? Nah, gotta do it over. make it better. Then, before you know it, it's a year later, and all the versions still aren't as good as you want them to be.
Ah. anyway.
Playing on iTunes this instant:
Red Sector A by Rush
Now, let's see if this works....
if it's chopped off, or the image don't show, just go here instead. Happy Holidays!
Today I was sick. instead of going into the gory details, here are some lyrics from a song by "the Cramps":
I woke up last and thought I was going to die (oh sick!}
I woke up last and thought I was going to die (oh sick!)
My doctor came a runnin' and my family stood by.
He left three Bop Pills for ten, two and four
He left three Bop Pills for ten, two and four
And man when they hit me, I landed in the middle of the floor. (oh sick!)
CHORUS
And I bopped and rocked and rolled like I never had before
And I bopped and rocked and rolled on every inch of that floor
Yeah, B-O-P, bop, Well P-I-L-L-S BOP PILLS!
( Lead Break )
I went to see old doc and I couldn't get near his shack (oh loaded, man}
I went to see old doc and I couldn't get near his shack (yeah sad)
They were creeping through the front door and boppin round all out the back. (I'm tellin ya)
I waited 8 long hours just to knock upon his door
I waited 8 long hours just to knock upon his door
I came to pay my bill brought money for a hundred more. (SICK)
CHORUS
And I bopped and rocked and rolled like I never had before
And I bopped and rocked and rolled on every inch of that floor
Yeah, B-O-P, bop, Well P-I-L-L-S BOP PILLS!
I woke up last and thought I was going to die (oh sick!}
I woke up last and thought I was going to die (oh sick!)
My doctor came a runnin' and my family stood by.
He left three Bop Pills for ten, two and four
He left three Bop Pills for ten, two and four
And man when they hit me, I landed in the middle of the floor. (oh sick!)
CHORUS
And I bopped and rocked and rolled like I never had before
And I bopped and rocked and rolled on every inch of that floor
Yeah, B-O-P, bop, Well P-I-L-L-S BOP PILLS!
( Lead Break )
I went to see old doc and I couldn't get near his shack (oh loaded, man}
I went to see old doc and I couldn't get near his shack (yeah sad)
They were creeping through the front door and boppin round all out the back. (I'm tellin ya)
I waited 8 long hours just to knock upon his door
I waited 8 long hours just to knock upon his door
I came to pay my bill brought money for a hundred more. (SICK)
CHORUS
And I bopped and rocked and rolled like I never had before
And I bopped and rocked and rolled on every inch of that floor
Yeah, B-O-P, bop, Well P-I-L-L-S BOP PILLS!
Dj Scalliwag has got me thinking.
I'm a proud Scrooge when it comes to (almost) everything to do with The Holiday season. Every last thing....
Except for the smallest stuff. I'm all about the Small stuff of this time of year. Hearing from people, good food, Enjoying company of people you don't see all the time, The stuff that happens no matter if you're religious or athiest or whatever.
All the REST of it? The music? the Shopping? The (urp) MUSIC? The Pre-packacked Feelings and Cheer and "Joy"? The Presents? The "quaint and picturesque" weather? FUCK IT ALL! That's all just PR and Marketing!
"Peace on Earth, Good Will towards humankind, but who cares as long as you get your Sony TV and Collectible Coke merchandise!"
FUCK THE HOLIDAY SEASON!
playing on iTunes this very instantAir on the G-String by Johann Sebastian Bach (I did a double take when I first saw that MP3. "Awfully quiet and soothing" for what I thought was a "Lords of Acid" song)
I'm a proud Scrooge when it comes to (almost) everything to do with The Holiday season. Every last thing....
Except for the smallest stuff. I'm all about the Small stuff of this time of year. Hearing from people, good food, Enjoying company of people you don't see all the time, The stuff that happens no matter if you're religious or athiest or whatever.
All the REST of it? The music? the Shopping? The (urp)
MUSIC? The Pre-packacked Feelings and Cheer and "Joy"? The Presents? The "quaint and picturesque" weather? FUCK IT ALL! That's all just PR and Marketing!"Peace on Earth, Good Will towards humankind, but who cares as long as you get your Sony TV and Collectible Coke merchandise!"
FUCK THE HOLIDAY SEASON!
playing on iTunes this very instantAir on the G-String by Johann Sebastian Bach (I did a double take when I first saw that MP3. "Awfully quiet and soothing" for what I thought was a "Lords of Acid" song)
Oh man. sleep patterns got all fucked up, and I gotta wake up early for work tomorrow. Not a good sign.
Not much is going on. A freind of mine was able to get high speed internet connection, and I spent a long time downloading songs I've been meaning to get for a long time. (some 80's cheese that hasn't left my skull after all these years, and a few gems from "the Big Lebowski")
Other than that, I'm over my cold. no more mucasy crap. I can brethe!
Well take it easy folks, go and welcome back 2bit_sapiens and Irish!
Song playing on iTunes this instant "Walk this way" cover my Run-DMC
PS: SHAUN OF THE DEAD ON DVD DEC 21ST! WHO HOOO! Fried Gold, Baby!
Not much is going on. A freind of mine was able to get high speed internet connection, and I spent a long time downloading songs I've been meaning to get for a long time. (some 80's cheese that hasn't left my skull after all these years, and a few gems from "the Big Lebowski")
Other than that, I'm over my cold. no more mucasy crap. I can brethe!
Well take it easy folks, go and welcome back 2bit_sapiens and Irish!
Song playing on iTunes this instant "Walk this way" cover my Run-DMC
PS: SHAUN OF THE DEAD ON DVD DEC 21ST! WHO HOOO! Fried Gold, Baby!
It's good to know that it's being filmed, it's good to know it'll happen.
But it's going to take longer to get to those in america without good internet capabilities or cable, or BBC America...
Lotsa waiting and avoiding spoilers. Loooong wait...
I hate it when something internet related goes all crappy. I can't forwarn online people "Hey, I'm not going to be online because I won't be able to connect to the net becuase I have a crappy ass dial up connection running along antiquated phone lines"
The way it is now, it CAN take me up to an hour to actually establish a semistable internet connection...and then that connnection could, at any time, DISCONNECT ON ME!
Fun fun.
Seems as if I've got a lucky day today though. Whee.
The cold is over, yet like all my colds, the serious stuff leaves, then the stuffyness and mucas-y goodness stays around for weeks afterwards.
The fam is back for TGiving. Can't wait to try some pie this year, my sister tried new recipies. Mmmmmm.
playin on iTunes RIGHT THIS SECOND: "Busted" by Sick of it all
The way it is now, it CAN take me up to an hour to actually establish a semistable internet connection...and then that connnection could, at any time, DISCONNECT ON ME!
Fun fun.
Seems as if I've got a lucky day today though. Whee.
The cold is over, yet like all my colds, the serious stuff leaves, then the stuffyness and mucas-y goodness stays around for weeks afterwards.
The fam is back for TGiving. Can't wait to try some pie this year, my sister tried new recipies. Mmmmmm.
playin on iTunes RIGHT THIS SECOND: "Busted" by Sick of it all
COLD .....sniff. COLD......
The sickness, not the temperature.
I hate thi. It feels like somoene stuffed old sweaty nasty socks into my head. pressures is high, cna't freaking breathe. I know the mucas is in there, but it WONT COME OUT...
and it's fcking my up my typing! I was going to do writing today, but it took over a minute to get a sinle sentence typed corerctly (I'm purposely not corr4ecting this post becuaqse I wanna get thsi updated sometime this centurey...)
Last ngiht I didn't sleep, peroid. It was an endless cycle of starting to doze off... thenSNRRRKGGK AChoo! "UUGH!" bleh then looking at the clock.
Me hate cold! Me no get anything done!
When it go, I finally start doing stuff. more art (that has to get done) and more comic pages. My friend an inker is almost done with the first 5 pages already.
I gotta get him more work.
On itunes this very second: "TWist and Shout" by the Cramps
The sickness, not the temperature.
I hate thi. It feels like somoene stuffed old sweaty nasty socks into my head. pressures is high, cna't freaking breathe. I know the mucas is in there, but it WONT COME OUT...
and it's fcking my up my typing! I was going to do writing today, but it took over a minute to get a sinle sentence typed corerctly (I'm purposely not corr4ecting this post becuaqse I wanna get thsi updated sometime this centurey...)
Last ngiht I didn't sleep, peroid. It was an endless cycle of starting to doze off... thenSNRRRKGGK AChoo! "UUGH!" bleh then looking at the clock.
Me hate cold! Me no get anything done!
When it go, I finally start doing stuff. more art (that has to get done) and more comic pages. My friend an inker is almost done with the first 5 pages already.
I gotta get him more work. On itunes this very second: "TWist and Shout" by the Cramps
Cameback from Portland late. not late in a cool way, where I'd get to kick around Portland longer, late in a shitty way, in that I was stuck on a plane or airport for longer than I like. Got into my new job (which Iw as supposed to start on Monday, but because of the delays didn't start til Tues afternoon)
The new job is great, but really complex. There's a lot to it, and it's gotta be done a certain way or else no one makes money. But other than that it's great, everone there is cool, and it's a really relaxed atmosphere. and there are NO customers I have to mess with. Thank God!
Lets see what else. I didn't win the button contest, but I wasn't counting on it. I designed those to be stickers or coasters or soemthing larger, and no way would they work as 1" buttons.
The feedback though, hehehe. That's inspired me to do more. I got a line-up prepared for the second wave. Expect em!
Playing on itunes this very instant: "Out of Control" by Oingo Boingo
The new job is great, but really complex. There's a lot to it, and it's gotta be done a certain way or else no one makes money. But other than that it's great, everone there is cool, and it's a really relaxed atmosphere. and there are NO customers I have to mess with. Thank God!
Lets see what else. I didn't win the button contest, but I wasn't counting on it. I designed those to be stickers or coasters or soemthing larger, and no way would they work as 1" buttons.
The feedback though, hehehe. That's inspired me to do more. I got a line-up prepared for the second wave. Expect em!
Playing on itunes this very instant: "Out of Control" by Oingo Boingo
Three days in Portland, and so far, weather wise, It's almost excatly the same as Syracuse. From the constant overcast skies to the easygoing sometimes-drizzle sometimes-harder-yet-still-light rain.
But what is different? Oh my goodness. I never realised how much Orange and Blue S.U. paraphrenalia I'd see on a daily basis back home. The utter LACK of Orange and Blue items is excellent.
Found a bookstore that was intimidating in size, a place called "Powell". Holy crap, It was astounding. I was hoping to maybe find used hardcover copies of the Neal Stephensons "Baroque Cycle" books, but nay. no used ones. Bleh. I'll have to pay full price when I get around to buying them.
Went thru a few Used CD palces that kick Syracuse's "Soundgarden's" ass. (note: soundgarden does have a better DVD selection though)
Regretfully, I'm told one of Portland's greatest resources is Strip Clubs, which I have NO money for. (I could go to one, but then I woulnd't have any food money left for the week)
Going to go check out the local comic shops either today or tomorrow. That'll be a nice highlight. I love checking out comic shops in other towns. Ther emight not even be anything different or notable in them, they might just be a carbon copy of the ones back home, but I like going to em anyeay.
One other thing, sometime over the next few days is "the Toxic Avenger, the Musi-kill" a musical based on the Toxic Avenger that one of my friends is a part of. Should be a good time.
Woo! rock on peoples
But what is different? Oh my goodness. I never realised how much Orange and Blue S.U. paraphrenalia I'd see on a daily basis back home. The utter LACK of Orange and Blue items is excellent.
Found a bookstore that was intimidating in size, a place called "Powell". Holy crap, It was astounding. I was hoping to maybe find used hardcover copies of the Neal Stephensons "Baroque Cycle" books, but nay. no used ones. Bleh. I'll have to pay full price when I get around to buying them.
Went thru a few Used CD palces that kick Syracuse's "Soundgarden's" ass. (note: soundgarden does have a better DVD selection though)
Regretfully, I'm told one of Portland's greatest resources is Strip Clubs, which I have NO money for. (I could go to one, but then I woulnd't have any food money left for the week)
Going to go check out the local comic shops either today or tomorrow. That'll be a nice highlight. I love checking out comic shops in other towns. Ther emight not even be anything different or notable in them, they might just be a carbon copy of the ones back home, but I like going to em anyeay.
One other thing, sometime over the next few days is "the Toxic Avenger, the Musi-kill" a musical based on the Toxic Avenger that one of my friends is a part of. Should be a good time.
Woo! rock on peoples
