"I stood in front of my nemesis, doing my best Clint Eastwood. I narrowed my eyes in that Eastwood-spaghetti-western-tight-close-up fashion. I even considerred spitting on the ground, just for effect. (This idea was shortlived since I decided this was a bad thing to do in my place of employment.) The only thing I was missing was a stubby cigar to clench between my teeth. Well, I was also missing the hat pulled down low over my brow. Oh, and the poncho to flip over my shoulder just before I go for my gun. Um, I guess I was missing a gun too. I had the attitude though."
Everyone run to the site, read the Vending Machine Experience (keep in mind he sent these letter to the vending machine company), laugh heartily, then run right back here. Won't be very hard, the little bar at the bottom will stick around to remind you to come back to me. I did that on purpose because I love you all. Now go. I'll wait.
You back so soon? Couldn't stay away... Now ask me "What do you have due that you're writing so much in your journal?"
Amazingly enough, nothing. I just have a writing kick going on and figured I should run with it while the runnin' was good and stuff like that. I'm also incredibly horny and I believe that's the FIRST time I ever used that word in this journal. I think I may have said 'libido' once or twice, but never have I mentioned any form of craving. Probably because my (pseudo)brother Darryl gets icked out whenever I mention stuff like that and he reads sometimes.
And also because it's none of your damned business. ;)
So...I went to Brian's hockey game after a fruitful day of being a lazy lay-about. They lost and I didn't bother to memorize the score so I couldn't tell you anything about it except they lost. Everytime I go they lose. They were undefeated, Brian told me...so I went to a game. They played the team with the black jerseys and lost. I felt bad. I went to a second game...they played the same team with the same results. And tonight was the same team.
I wonder if I'm bad luck or that team in the black jerseys is just good.
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That adorable child is my cousin Chris. The skinny chick with the long brown hair...well, that me. That be my natural hair color folks. I've been bleached, leached, dyed, and fried for quite some time now...so long in fact that I haven't had a head of natural hair color since um....then. My cousin's wedding (no, not the babies!) was...um...a few years back.
And that hair goes all the way down too. I had three feet of hair before I hacked off ten inches on my own and no one noticed for a week. So it's not naturally short either. ;)
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Or curly, don't forget the perm! I'd be damned good in the witness relocation program...wouldn't I? Now I just have to find something to witness.
But, moving on....I was terribly bored today and I had to stay home and answer phones while my parents ran off to New Jersey to look at welding equipment. It sounded like such fun too. Nothing fun happened and I played Resident Evil all afternoon. I got nowhere and got eaten by the same giant snake twice. It really was quite depressing.
I have a huge pile of unfolded wash in the corner of my room, and nowhere to put it if I did happen to fold it. I think I'll go to Binghamton on Wednesday. I could use a drive.
I started to draw again. No reason other than boredom. I worked all day on some X-Men pic to try and learn to draw 'American' style stuff. I'm bad at noses, but I do good mouths. And I prefer to draw women because they're curvy. Male comic characters are too lumpy. Too many muscles I've never seen in real life. Brian's more of an anime muscular, lean with just two little lines in various parts. Just enough to not look like a wuss and charm the ladies. ;)
So I spent all day doing some American art. Then I spent twenty minutes of Brian's hockey game drawing American-style facial features which looked okay. Then I drew an entire anime-style head with a cute expression and cool hair that (I think) looked better than the facial features, in under five minutes. Go figure. Anime is just more my thang I guess. More practice, less bumps to remember and all that jazz. And anime noses are easy. Very easy. They make everyone look like chipmunks, but they're cute.
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