Ok, haven't been on lately, been super-busy with everything. And I've got a commision with a due date which always makes me slack off.

It is totally, officially, Halloween season. This is the best season because it's all full of costumes and candy. Also it sparks an appreciation for monsters and ghouls and all that supernatural stuff that I just eat up.

It's also the season of vintage horror films. I mean, c'mon. Who needs all these guys in hockey masks and slow walking jerks and guys who think they're Batman Villanis when you have oh, say, the Monster From Id?


Forbidden Planet, now that's a movie. Mystery, suspense, class. That's how Monster Movies are done.

I really haven't been on here much. Not much to report. Enjoying having disposable income again. I really need to save up my money to move back to Tennessee, though. Not that it's excessively bad here, but Tennessee has always been like super-awesome to me. Plus I know a ton of people who are willing to help me look for housing so I may as well take advantage of that.

I feel all special. Whenever I'm working, employers are always telling me that they wish they had a ton more of me working for them. Frankly, I think the idea is creepy, but I guess it has something to do with work ethic and not complaining. It's the whole work-a-holic thing. I've never been sure I'm the best at most things, so I tend to compensate by trying harder and I hate having free time. Not that it's bad to sit back and relax, but when I do have down time I end up making stuff for myself to do. Maybe there's something wrong with me, meh.

Also, on a completely different subject, I just recently found out what flavor "Razzleberry" really is. I mean, they market the pies as their own specific flavor berry, but it's really just blackberry and raspberry. I'm kinda disappointed. I was expecting it to be an entire berry on it's own, but no~oo. And there's this really awesome smelling candle that smells awesome like chocolate cake on one of the isles I work. I am going to have to get it now. It's on clearance and they aren't going to be stocking it anymore.

I really need to find someplace cool to hang out. There used to be this bar, even though I don't drink or smoke like the people I hung out with, it was a cool atmosphere. I need to find that again.

Man, this is a tiring summer. They keep switching my shifts around at work because I'm still on training and I am wiped out. Every time I get used to waking up a certain time, I have to wake up at another. But, the end of this week is when they either get rid of me or get me a decent schedule, so yay. Also, I found out, making decent eye contact with people and not to look at their revealing clothing out of politeness is totally flirting.

Also, this song never leaves my head. It hasn't since I was like 10. It's really super-catchy.

Welp. It's my birthday and I got the best gift of all! A job! Well, that and an electric guitar. Looks like I'm going to be selling furniture accessories. It's not exactly the job I was shooting for, but it'll keep me from having to sit on my ass all day (which I could swear is getting bigger) and let me stand, move, walk and all that good stuff. Plus it comes with all that benefit stuff that my folks are always complaining that I should get, so it makes them happy too.


Still, nobody has asked me about my cake. If they do, I'm going to be a brat and be difficult about what kind of cake I want made.

I am going to be another year older next week. Birthdays really aren't what they used to be what without presents, and I usually end up making the birthday cake myself. It's weird thinking about all the things I wanted to be by this time when I was a kid. I mean, I expected myself to be a married, crime-fighting, astronaut/baker/doctor/artist who mastered kung fu...

But, things change and whatnot.

I've like, crazy busy this week! Haven't forgotten anything, though. Perhaps things will calm down next week.

Also, the Misfits aren't just a hate-band, they're horrible people and kleptos too. I love the 80's.

Ok, I'm going out for a job as a photographer, mainly because it looks like it's fun, it doesn't involve sitting at a computer 24/7 like my old jobs and they provide paid training. This is all despite the fact that they need to have benefits for accidental death and dismemberment, which I can't imagine you'd need as a studio photographer. I mean, are you going to get a leg caught in a lenscap and have to have it amputated, or are the fumed from developing chemicals going to kill you?

Also, here is a Bjork video where she dates a cat.

Today, my mom threatened to eat my soul if I touched her cake. To be fair I'd have said the same thing. I probably get the whole vague threat of physically impossible violence thing from her as one of my favorite things to say when I'm angry is "I'll drop kick you to Mexico". Although I'm fairly sure that being nuts is a genetic trait from both my parents, my dad's side is more passively crazy. More verbally playful than the insanity that runs on my mom's side. It's a mite peculiar, I inherited my temper, occasional violent streak, and toughness from my moms while I get my patience, refinement and kindness from my pops. That might account for a little of my rebellion against gender normality, but they also churned out two normal.... well normal is a bad word, two other boys that seem accepting of traditional gender roles in society. But, that's just another notch in the belt for that age old psychological discussion of Nature vs Nurture.

Plus KITTENS! They are adorable because you can't train them not to walk into proportionate traffic and get hit by adorable little cars.

Ok, I've been spazing out lately because funding my education is proving to be a royal pain in the ass with bitch-sauce. The government doesn't seem to wanna help me unless I get married or am living on my own and nothing was ever saved up for me to go to college when I was a kid. Now, I'm trying to find a job and I'm only qualified to do computer work and everything I apply to that isn't computer work is all "Why ain't you applying for computer work?"

On the positive side, my friends from the college I attended half a year in Tennessee have been sending me loverly messages about how much they miss me. They might even come visit. Thems good peoples. And my art is doin' fine. I'm about ready to start taking commissions though to help along the college fund.

And, to keep up the ridiculous trend I've got going of posting ridiculous stuff after messages
This debuted at #15 on the Norwegian pop charts. I just think it's insane, retarded and kinda funny, not to mention that it makes fun of the negative cycle in the media of promoting looks over talent, or does it perpetuate it? but hey what do I know.

A lot of things ain't going right currently, but I'm rolling with the punches.

Also video.