June 21, 1998

Oh...I knew this morning when I woke up that getting out of bed was a bad idea...so I stayed right where I was. Since my trip into and through the bay yesterday was, as Brian eagerly pointed out, my first exercise in years (:::snicker:::), I am fairly stiff this morning. But I assure you, I've been teased far long enough...I intend to get better at this. I've been able to ski since I was about 12 (I think...Mom and Dad had me on skis when I was three, and dragged me up and down the beach under "Daddy Power", but I never really skied until much later on). It's about time I was able to do some stuff, dontcha think? Especially since Brian's so into the whole deal, and this is the one sport he's into that I can actually participate in. ;)

But ooooohhhh...I'm so stiff today. I've been loathing to move at all...I spent most of the day lying on the couch, dreading having to get up. I really should have stretched or something.

I have three physics labs due tomorrow and a math take-home test. Mind you, I'm not the least bit behind. All three labs are due tomorrow. I hate my teacher. He is evil. It's so much work that I can't even think of where to begin...that's why all you lucky kids in TV Land get to read about how stiff I am. Joy.

I fully intend to head downstairs to watch South Park at midnight, though. I missed it for two...maybe three weeks in a row now. I need to watch. Grrr.

Dontcha HATE it when you bookmark a page that has no title tag and you get a blank bookmark. I hate that. Come on people, work with me here...title your pages, even if it's with something dumb like "my page", "your page", or "our page". Please? I'm askin' nice here! I feel better. And I am enjoying this here bowl o' Spicy Doritos. They be good. ;)

As an even less interesting point, my new task of learning to draw has been validated. I had one of Ann's artist friends take a look at my stuff, and asked him to comment on my progress. He asked "Have you drawn before?" I said not this type of artwork...I used to draw Anime type of characters...badly. He said "You're doing really well." I was happy, although I wish he had mentioned areas I should work on most...like "Gee..her head is huge" or "What the hell muscle is that?" But alas...I was merely praised and sent on my way. I'm trying to learn a more American style of artwork...more realistic proportions except for muscles....lots of muscles. I know approximately nothing about human anatomy...so my drawings are all women...slender women. Tall slender women. And the only bodily comparisons I have are from myself so no one has muscles, except those that I know SHOULD be there, like thighs and biceps. Everything so far looks like a short muscled anime woman. I haven't even attempted men yet.

Brian's comment? "You draw them so straight. They have no elbows. Elbows are bumpy." So I tried to draw elbows. It still looks wrong to me, but I'm working on it. I don't aspire to be an artist...I just like to draw things, they may as well look good.

About the quote...I'm not depressed or anything. Just thinking that I should write down my deep dark secrets (starting tomorrow, right...) so someone'll know them should I get hit by a drunk driver on my own front porch, as is likely to happen with the way those dipshits drive around my corner. ;)

And, yes, I am mostly joking...don't get nervous. Only get nervous because now it be 2am and I haven't done my labs. ;)

The obligatory haiku of the day:

Onward, said the man
He puts faith in the future,
and wastes the present.