Y'know, I think my mom and dad are proof--or at least, they provide support for the theory--that opposites attract. They are diametrically opposed on nearly everything. To put it broadly, he's a Republican and she's a Democrat. She came from a dirt-poor background with seven brothers and sisters (had to walk fifteen miles to work and school in the snow, uphill both ways, every day!!); Dad had one brother and was pretty well off. Mom thinks we should not have to work our way through college like she did; Dad thinks we should like he did not have to. Mom cares about things Dad couldn't care less about and vice versa (namely clothes.. I could go to school half-naked and Dad would just say 'See you later', whereas Mom freaks out no matter WHAT I wear). Yet I've never seen them fight, they've never induced one another to tears, and they've been married for twenty-two years. Amazing.

Wooo, drove down to Jackson to visit Lambuth University today. Never seen so many queer (and I use queer in its original sense, not in homosexual sense.. queer just really is the best word to use) little sorority and fraternity houses, or queer little houses in general. The campus isn't bad; it looks like it gets very green in summer, but it's not as pretty as Rhodes (but then, I'm hard pressed to find a college as pretty as Rhodes). I don't really want to go there, but it's definitely on the back-up list.

::sighs:: Man, geocities just gets more and more whorish by the day. Now they're not offering FTP service to unpaid members. What the hell.

Went and saw Super Troopers with friend Alicia. Funny, but..um.. hm.. fucked up. Yes. Very. But still, amusing, despite severely earning its R rating (and not through violence as most movies do).

I also got paid today for my dog-sitting, so now I have money. It's not a lot of money, but it is money, and it is my money, and that is Good.

What's also Good is that our AP english project got pushed back until after Spring Break, so it will not permeate my weekend. Thus freeing me up to engage in the very important business of getting up off my lazy, ingrate ass and drawing some people some damn pictures. But they will be pictures of love, not of anger.

Although I say I give pictures out of anger as a channeling method, and although this is somewhat true, it's also because I honestly don't like my art that much. Don't misunderstand me. I love drawing, actually, because really IS calming (except when I try to do things I clearly suck at, then I get frustrated..), but I consider my gift art to be a punishment rather than a gift. XP

I got my new glasses at long last today. They are small, and rounded rectangularish. They please me very much. Now I can again walk the halls without feeling blind and disoriented. =P

Happy Unbirthday, Ali!!

The truth can be a painful thing. But I think I prefer the sharp jolt of temporary pain caused by truth and frankness as opposed to the long, drawn out, mounting pain provided by lies. Both are upsetting, so I can't say that I LIKE either one. But if I had to choose I would choose truth, regardless of how I may react to it. That's why I prefer it if people are brutally honest in their assessment of my writing or my artwork--sometimes even of my character. It will hurt me, it will depress me, but then I'll think about it, decide if it's really a valid judgement, and if it is I'll take it to heart and if it's not I'll discard it and move on. Better to do it that way then just have everything covered in sugar.

::kicks the FAFSA website:: Send me my PIN so I can file my damn FAFSA, you punks!! n_n

I brought my sketchbook today, and was unable to resist drawing yet more Stan and Rosalyn. Ah well. At least I'll have something to put in a 'fanwork' section when I make the webpage.

I forced myself to leave the sketchbook at home today so I could get some work done on Clarity, and work was done, and it was good. Hopefully I can get at least the portion I've completed up this weekend. I feel y'all's excitement. (hopefully I can also scan that Claris thing I've been doing..)

Oh my God, I can't believe my brother actually thinks that Nancy Stouffer woman's claim is credible. Remember, she's the woman who claims that Ms. J.K. Rowling plagiarized her through the use of 'muggles' (and the similarity of the names Larry Potter/Harry Potter and Lilly Potter/Lily Potter.. Bryan's mostly hung up on this)...this is old news to me and probably everyone reading this, but apparently my brother's only just now heard of it and he thinks Stouffer has a point. He can't seem to see that the only reason this woman is doing this is so she can try to cash in on Rowling's popularity. Argh. Another thing for us to argue about.

Ahh, what the hell. It's my blog, I'll talk about what I want.

I want these, but I only want Rosalyn and Ari. Why couldn't they have packaged them together? These are really nice looking figures, but I'm not willing to blow fifty dollars... I'm ch33p. I would be willing to buy some of the dojinshi I see on Japanese sites though.. too bad that's impossible.

I've been paying more attention to the dialogue the second time around (I have a tendency to hit the X button too soon when text shows up, so I often miss text accidentally or skip over a line or two.. I hate that) and you know, some of this is really lewd. Maybe I just think that because my mind's down in the gutter, but jeez. (although I didn't realize the double entendre of "Just because a pretty girl uncorked your bottle doesn't mean you have to cheerfully come out!" until reading it again a few times...)

Hhmm.. I don't know, whenever I really get into something like I'm getting into Okage right now, I always feel this sense of.. I guess maybe shame or loserness. I don't know why. Some sort of strange feeling that makes me feel like a giant dork when I gush about it. I haven't felt in a long time because I haven't really liked anything this much in a long time. I mean, yes, I loved FFX. It took over my soul when I was playing it, but all games, if I'm interested them, take over my soul temporarily--but then the hold is released when I finish them. I know something is going on when I finish a game and I still want to play it over and over again. And something is definitely going on when I want to play a game like Okage over and over, due to it having the most annoying dungeons and battle system ever. But, I digress from the point, which is that whenever I get all.. fannish over something, I feel weird about it. I probably shouldn't, but I do anyway... a feeling like I want to talk about this, but at the same time am afraid to. I felt like that when I was first getting into Harry Potter, but that feeling is totally dissipated since everyone I know and their mom is into Harry Potter now.. but Okage is still mostly me. ^_^;

Must write Clarity tomorrow... Actually I do have a fair amount written, but it's hard going. Action scenes and flashback scenes. Rough stuff, especially because it's about Charon and his history is prickly. I also keep forgetting that Amethyst is blind. I made a mistake with that in the last chapter; will have to fix it. Clarity is both easier and more difficult to write than Claris... it's easier because, while I try not to take either of them too seriously, I really try not to take Clarity seriously so I just try to relax more when I'm writing, but difficult because of all the characters...and the fact that nearly all of them have long involved histories that I keep changing. This chapter is hard because Charon's history is really prickly, as I said, and hard to poke fun at. -_- But I didn't want to go the whole story without resolving where his scars came from.

::sighs:: It's official. Okage owns my soul. I brought my notebook with me today so I could work more on Clarity, but for some reason I also brought my sketchbook...and I drew this. It started out as mere profile practice, then turned into Rosalyn and Stan... actually I'm pretty proud of it, since I didn't use any references, but I still see a ton of mistakes. Damn it. But I am pleased with it overall.

Regardless though. This is serious. n__n I haven't drawn pictures of game characters since Final Fantasy 7...and before then, not since Secret of Mana. Awk.

Today was very nearly an almost perfect day. ^_^

I was starting to sink into a fathomless depression again, but then I found this on my harddrive and I am cheered.

New Karma... complete with new character designs. The page looks sparse, but it actually took me forever to draw... hopefully the new people do not look too suckful (though I realize Kali's proportion is terrible, but then I have very little practice in drawing ladies' bodies).

Oh yeah--at the wedding last night:
MOM: There's a method to this madness!
ME: Mom, you're quoting Hamlet! I bet you don't even know it's Hamlet, do you?
MOM: What? No, it's Shakespeare...
ME/BRYAN/DAD: ::laugh hysterically::

You know, I'm really glad I set up those feedback forms. I get the most interesting, nicest, and honest comments. Some of which are just hilarious.

I think that was probably the best wedding I've ever been to. The ceremony was short and the reception had good food (chicken fingers, roast beef, those little cheese cubes...and I tried chocolate cheesecake; liked it). Best I could ask for. I can't believe it's already one thirty though... I never get up this late. So much to do too. There will be Karma today, but obviously it will be late. Argh. I need another day of weekend.