first off, this being to this journal only....i had an orgasm inside my mind at what i saw when just logging in...ok, breath....QUINE and REAGAN...two of the most beautiful girls on the face of this planet....in a picture set together.... OMG!!!!
and for the rest.....well. i think its explained in the ranting, but i'll say it first. I have a website and a few other blogger like things, so i'm just going to paste my journal entries to all of them now...i hope it doesn't bore you guys who seem more fiesty and all sexy like on here....
ok here i rant...
From here on in, things are going to simplify. Instead of writing six different journals, i am going to just copy the same entry to the others. If anyone has any care against this, though i doubt any one does, feel free to write me. Otherwise, connectivity now, complexity later. Of course you can only access all my goodies at my web page....but now, you'll all see when i have things to say. After all, this is about having a voice in the world. As i enjoy hearing all your voices. In fact, sometimes i can see more beautiful things about you within your typed journals, where i would not see that dimension of you just from seeing u in person.
Newest updates on page: new links, new pictures and sorted gallery, 2 new poem entries, and no new art at the moment...
After putting on the first VNV Nation cd (advance and follow) some old feelings came rushing back inside. As i sit here, i feel refreshed. Simple things like a new black leather wallet (I've been using the same old wallet for OVER 6 years now), a new journal ( i feel my inner feelings deserve better binding than loose note paper), and a new sketch book, which i have recently filled the three books i was switching up on. It's not that I'm all absorbed into the material aspect of it, yes, that can feel good sometimes, but it feels more like a life showering, deep scrub even. My friend once told me habit can lead to boredom and depression, and i would agree.
Quick rap up - i'm getting ready to get my tickets for the big (and my first) San Diego Convention!!! If any of you are going, i hope to see you there. My test i was afraid of bombing, i bombed. Yes, i studied my ass off, but in my defense, i don't agree that his questions were designed in the fashion of learning, its hard to explain, but i know alot more about the individual artist which proved useless where, instead i needed to know more about names of people like critics and writers of books the artist himself enjoyed.....blah....ummm, now i can relax, get sick off taco bell (what was i thinking), and swing on over to Erics, most likely to indulge in his favorite way of life, Anime and video games, it shall be fun....
Till next time (i plan to write smaller entries and more often) -DSD-
and for the rest.....well. i think its explained in the ranting, but i'll say it first. I have a website and a few other blogger like things, so i'm just going to paste my journal entries to all of them now...i hope it doesn't bore you guys who seem more fiesty and all sexy like on here....
ok here i rant...
From here on in, things are going to simplify. Instead of writing six different journals, i am going to just copy the same entry to the others. If anyone has any care against this, though i doubt any one does, feel free to write me. Otherwise, connectivity now, complexity later. Of course you can only access all my goodies at my web page....but now, you'll all see when i have things to say. After all, this is about having a voice in the world. As i enjoy hearing all your voices. In fact, sometimes i can see more beautiful things about you within your typed journals, where i would not see that dimension of you just from seeing u in person.
Newest updates on page: new links, new pictures and sorted gallery, 2 new poem entries, and no new art at the moment...
After putting on the first VNV Nation cd (advance and follow) some old feelings came rushing back inside. As i sit here, i feel refreshed. Simple things like a new black leather wallet (I've been using the same old wallet for OVER 6 years now), a new journal ( i feel my inner feelings deserve better binding than loose note paper), and a new sketch book, which i have recently filled the three books i was switching up on. It's not that I'm all absorbed into the material aspect of it, yes, that can feel good sometimes, but it feels more like a life showering, deep scrub even. My friend once told me habit can lead to boredom and depression, and i would agree.
Quick rap up - i'm getting ready to get my tickets for the big (and my first) San Diego Convention!!! If any of you are going, i hope to see you there. My test i was afraid of bombing, i bombed. Yes, i studied my ass off, but in my defense, i don't agree that his questions were designed in the fashion of learning, its hard to explain, but i know alot more about the individual artist which proved useless where, instead i needed to know more about names of people like critics and writers of books the artist himself enjoyed.....blah....ummm, now i can relax, get sick off taco bell (what was i thinking), and swing on over to Erics, most likely to indulge in his favorite way of life, Anime and video games, it shall be fun....
Till next time (i plan to write smaller entries and more often) -DSD-