HAKKKK!
The other day I had a sense of foreboding all day, I'm not sure why. I felt like the other shoe was going to drop. But I don't know why cause I didn't do anything wrong and still wasn't, but it just felt... like I was about to get in REAL trouble. Irrational fear, I guess. NEVER feel like that, but it does open my mind up to all kinds of crazy, needless worries.

Speaking of needless worries...

Okay, my throat's been sore for a day or two now and now the back of my mouth feels... well, glutty. I know that's not a word but that's what it feels like, like I'm in mid-swallow or something like that (it does feel fine when I do swallow, I actually found pudding feels like it goes against it better than water... water didn't feel like it was helping at all). Last time I can recall feeling like this I hacked out a HUGE green glob, so I'm just waiting for that. It's hard cause I haven't thrown up, like proper vomit, since I was a kid so I'm all out of practice on it so it hurts a bit more. And in the back of my mind I kept thinking "thyroid cancer." I like how my mind immediately went to that and not the obvious that I probably just need to get my tonsils taken out like every little kid has.

And when I got home (okay, three HOURS after I got home) I looked this stuff up and what a surprise, thyroid cancer had like, a 5% fatality rate and it read like no big deal, as far as cancer goes. An adult getting their tonsils out, however, is supposed to be MORE PAINFUL THAN CHILD BIRTH. I guess if you regurgitated a child and hacked it out into the sink like a Greek God. I dunno, didn't really hurt to get my wisdom teeth out as much as it did for my sister. I had a hamburger THAT night, but I looked like I was suffering cause I couldn't talk.

Anyway, I'm sure it's just a symptom of a cold that's going around cause Kyle was feeling the same way, so... we'll see. Tomorrow, big day of laundry, rain and designing Torchwood covers for work. I'll post those.

PEace, my freaks.

Picking weevils out of biscuits

So I ate a big thing of bread today... HUGE. We got it from Kroger's bakery or something and my ma and sis made big sandwiches (which I didn't want) so I just ate a big chunk of the bread, then later another, then another later still... these things were HUGE. Had some water with that and I felt like I was in the brig...

Which was so fitting because today I managed to get totally into the head of one of my newer characters, the villain... well, let's call him the ANTAGONIST of my pirate story. I always have a sketchbook by my side and missed a good amount of detail on a story idea that was in my head yesterday so I made sure to write down EVERYTHING. Wound up filling a whole page in my book. It's pretty wicked too, I'm surprised what came out.

It's only 1.03am and I'm tired... I guess I should at least get my pajamas on since I got work at the ungodly hour of ten am tomorrow... I HATE working mornings cause a) I don't get up until noon or later and b) there's no one to talk to, so the day just drags on forever. At least every now and then I get these flashes of inspiration. Now if only I would get inspired for what I need the most.

What else is goin' on? Well, my bud Clinton got his CD and I got a sneak listen to. Man, you hear that music that sounds like the instruments have come to life and are killing the musicians and wonder what kind of crazy psychotic mind comes up with this stuff... actually normal, regular dudes. You know he said Tom Waits was an influence but DAMN... it's crazy. I can't wait to actually sit down and listen to it as opposed to hearing it on the overhead, it's got some crazy imagery in it.

Sorry about the lack of picture updates, I have been drawing, but it's mostly study drawings, details and character refs and so on, but it's good work that's going to come in quite handy. I'm actually digging how one character is evolving, giving her a story was kind of an afterthought (so many interesting things ARE) but it could wind up being something very cool... the whole process is very stream of consciousness, you know "this would be cool" and "that would be cool" then combining the redundant... and usually contradictory... bits and remixing it all... that's my favourite part of writing and drawing, that's why there's so much focus on the "concept" part on here. Development takes a while cause I'm a perfectionist, I'm just sick of settling. I actually remember a conversation I had with a friend a long time ago when he asked why I hadn't FINISHED any comics since "The Tank" (which was before I was in college, and to be accurate, I did one or two since then) and the answer was that I just don't LIKE those. Other people do, which blows my mind ("Tank" got published and I think it's a cool IDEA and I do dig the last shot), but... they don't do anything for me. I'm actually a little embarrassed by them. As you can imagine, that's a hinderance. But of course, I'm in a different mindset with my current stuff (and plus I'm not in extremely deep depression like I was when I did "Tank" which helps) and I've just got more experience so I feel more confident in my abilities.

My weak Christmas Wish-List is up... I seriously need to think of more shit to add to it. There's only thirteen things on there. I also put a link that will be in my profile (at least I think that's where it is) so you have that link as well.

You know, I was thinking that I should update my blog when I looked over on my shelf and noticed Kiera Knightley was on the front of all three binders facing my bed... it's just a coincidence, but I thought "hey, that's something to write about." Just to assure people I don't have a deep-rooted thing for her or anything, I just have a bunch of clear-cover binders that I invariably slip some old magazine cover into to give them all spice and they just all happened to be Kiera... I have a Morgan Webb pic (not that that's much better) and Hogfather cover as well but they'reon their backs and therefor unable to be seen). Thankfully, something better popped up.

I don't know how many of my readers are writers (I assume my readers extends to my immediate family and two friends (MAYBE), but there's this moment that (hopefully) comes when considering an idea when you know EXACTLY what it'll be and what it'll feel like, and normally for me this moment coincides with some piece of music... it's a very zen moment, where all the pieces fit into place and suddenly you know what your story IS going to be and not going to be, this... the spark of it, you know exactly what you're shooting for. It's an amazing feeling to get and one a lot of people can't understand, and this time it was very low-key (it was "(What a) Wonderful World" by Sam Cooke if you want to get specific), so it felt a little more personal, not one of those "aw this is so awesome I can share it with everybody I see!" super-excited moment... It also invariably happens at five in the morning when you can't do ANYTHING about it. Which happened to me.

Now I know the feel... all I gotta do now is write the damn thing. I gotta listen to more random stuff on my iPod more, when shit clicks like this, it clicks.

So I was at the mall today shopping for Christmas and birthday gifts, which is SO much fun when no one knows what they want. The holiday season will be spent sitting across the room staring at each other. Huzzah, it'll be like "where do you want to eat/I don't know, where do you want to eat" times TEN. What fun.

What struck my eye when I came to the mall, and what I'm annoyed about, is they unveiled the new facade for Victoria's Secret, it had been behind a fake wall for a few months and normally I don't care but I need to blog about something so here we go: I'll start with the good, it's got a huge photo of the unbelievably beautiful Miranda Kerr on the front.



No complaints about that, hell, they could throw this picture on every store front at the mall and I wouldn't complain. Well, one complaint, my pants wouldn't fit anymore. Hey-oh! Notice this never happens with the photos they use at the GAP:



Anyway, the thing about the Victoria's Secret store at our mall and I'm sure it was the same for you is that it was sort of modern and proper, semi-serious, sexy yeah but still reminded me of the Brooks Brothers store. Which feels real appropriate cause it felt like a store for grown-ups, and teenagers and anyone younger knew about it but it wasn't for them, like there was some crucial piece of information they were missing and once they knew about it, they would be allowed to enter the store. Having your girlfriend get something at Victoria's Secret means you're a grown-up. Which is fantastic. THAT'S a store image.

But the NEW image they have going on continues this awful youth-oriented campaign cause apparently they need brand awareness to set in real early, they have all those pajamas that say PINK and I don't know what else, the look was so gaudy that it hurt my eyes to look it at. But I know I've seen 13-year-olds wear this stuff, so maybe this context's changed but I have no idea what's going on with that. I feel like an old man but I'm SO glad I'm not a teenager these days cause it seems like there are so many mixed signals going on it's crazy.

Would you buy a sweater from this man?