Her · corset · laced · with · arsenic

Im going by way of the Loowa Blog and posting the subject as unlikely book titles.After I found that site I really stopped coming here. I like it there mainly because I don't know anyone on there. I have friends I talk to, but nobody I know in the physical world of reality. It's nice to see what people think of your writing when they don't really know who you are.

Not much new to report. I've been all but consumed by the metaphorical "daily grind." Lately everything feels like a series of repeating steps that start at eight and end at midnight. You know the well of fun in running dry when yous pend the twilight hours doing crossword puzzles in bed. I still get out and have fun, but it always revolves around the same few things there are to do in this little town. I've always been more of the whimsical sort. Life starts to feel really flat to me when something big doesn't change within a few months, When a television is the centerpiece of all your social interaction with friends, or when you look back at the past months and see yourself doing the same exact thing. I can't really blame anyone, I just need to get out of town, or do something.

Have you ever played a board game and have that person that can never remember that it's their turn...I feel like that guy.

1. I've come to realize that my ex...
That I don't talk to any of them really.

2. I am listening to...
I don't wanna die - The Unicorns

3. I talk...
trash whenever I play videogames against people. Even when I'm bad at them.

4. I love...
Painting

5. My best friend...
Is a space pirate

6. My first meaningful kiss was...
During the Lord of the Rings

7. I hate...
Coughing

8. I don't like it when people...
Follow the person in front of them through a stop sign. I don't know why, but it throws me into fits of rage.

9. Love is...
a bloodsport

10. Marriage is...
Not just a party with cake and dresses.

11. Somewhere, someone is thinking...
I wonder where I left my pants.

12. I'll always...
forget where the remote is.

13. I have a secret crush on...
Hamburgers.

14. The last time I cried was because...
Cried? hahahahaha, I don't cry. Well atleast last time it was about something good.

15. My cell phone...
Hs an average battery life of 3.5 minutes

16. When I wake up in the morning...
I hit the snooze button a good 4 to 5 times. ALso:"snooze" is such a crap word.

17. Before I go to sleep at night...
I listen to audio books. It seems now I can't sleep without it most times.

18. Right now I am thinking about...
Nyquil, and taquitos

19. Babies are...
Smelly

20. I get on myspace...
And read all the badass (yes, badass) chain bulletins, then repost them so I don't get murdered/never fall in love/burst into flames/etc.

21. Today I...
Dtrank a lot of cocoa

22. Tonight I will...
Sleep at some point.

23. Tomorrow I will...
Be a sick, lazy boy, and go to dinner.

24. I really want...
It to be January

25. The person who is most likely to repost this is...
Moses

Well the painting took a back seat to sickness, and business. I've been painting miniatures recently as well. Anyway, I'm almost done with the bunnies, (I know...still not done) and Im trying to figure the Background still. Here's where we are now.

Only about a day of work left.

Also, I have perliminary layout for a new self portrait called "He wasn't quite excited enough to get butterflies"

Anyway, any ides for what to do with it?

Well, today was the big interview day. I was already sent a letter stating what it would cover, so I wasn't too stressed...until i get there and I'm informed my interview will be in front of a pannel of 21 supervisors. You can imagine that it's a little intimidating sitting in the spot light of 21 of your potential future bosses, all armed with a pen and notebook calculating your every move. It got fairly laid back as it went on, and I went through the motions with an akward sort of finesse.

I get out, and I'm waiting for the interview de-briefing, and one of the supervisors came in and told me I did really well. I sure didn't think so, but it was nice to hear. Then he told me that I didn't need to wait for the phonecall as to how well I did because I was already drafted. Thats right. No more than 10 minutes out of the interview, and I was chosen for my first choice in shops. I was so happy.

As of november 1st Gingles will be an onboard electician and electronics tester for nuclear submarines.

How friggin awesome!

Well, it's after noon already, and I'm making breakfast. I get an A+ on productivity for the days, so far.

Anyway, I need friends. If you are reading this, chances are you are my friend. We need to do friend things like hang out, or even talk once in a while. I need to break my hermit-ness, and actually do stuff. All I do recently is sit around and paint.

speaking of painting...it's shameless self promotion time. Well, not sompletely shameless, I need help on a new piece. here it is so far.

Basically, it's two rabbit skeletons humping. The pink one is almost done, and the "male" one is going to be a baby bluish color. You can see the outline of the actual rabbit because Im painting everything around that brown, and leaving the purple as a negative space of the silhouette of the rabbits.

My quastions to you, dear reader, are.
-What do you think? This is only my second painting done in acrylics, so I'm new to the medium. I like it a lot , but it's a totally different system.
-What should I paint around the bunnies? My current ideas are: use just negative brown space (or some other color, if you can think of one.) Paint flowers, polka dots, skulls, or the Las Vegas skyline.

Anyway, Help me out, or tell me if my new style sucks or ssomething. Also hang out with me...Ill give you a painting...

The haunted stereo returns...
As some of you may know, I am in posession of an ancient, japanese artifact. The mystic item in question is an Aiwa 3 disk CD stereo system. Not knowing its cosmic significance, I willingly purchased it from a crazy, one-eyed mystic at Wal*mart.

For months after the purchase everything was blissful. I could listen to multiple CDs (3 to be exact) without the painstaking task of putting another disc in the machine. At the time, this was quite a luxurious commodity. Then the mechanical harpy released her onslaught of annoyance. Some have heard, and few have beheld the power of the Aiwa 3 Cd changer...from beyond the grave.

I found my stereo would be on when I would get home from school, or lifting weights...(what?), or wherever I may have been at the time. I figured being a forgetful youth, I probably left it playing. Then I found I would wake up to my stereo being on, or have it randomly wake me up at night. This seemed mildly odd, but infrequent. Later on, it started displaying stranger powers, beyond those of a manufacturers defect. It would start changing CDs, flipping tracks, changing to talk radio stations, etc.

I unplugged it a few years ago for fear that it was channeling dark energies, and left it to wither in the sands of time. A week ago, I must have plugged it back in instead of the television, because I went out to make some food, and came back to my room, to the eery sound of talk radio coming from the accursed Aiwa.

I'm thinking about plugging it in again, and seeing if theres any pattern whatsoever to its seemingly random actions. It' isn't an alarm fuinction, seeing as ti would happen at all hours.All I know is that theres some strange magics going on in the heart of that beast.

Fall apart, start again.

A short observation titled, "the eccentricities of an officeworker." The sights and sounds of those chained to a desk for the work-week.

Your average number punching job, in all its mundane splendor, seems like nothing more than that. Lately I've been convinced otherwise. Eight hours at a computer, in a room with no windows can be hell on a persons innate need for entertainment.

Lately I've spent my brakes hiding out in my car; smoking, listening to music, and drawing. Through this I have recently witnessed a strange phenomenon. A mass exodus of sorts. People leaving the building in droves, only to walk aimlessly around the parking lots for their entire break. It eerily reminds me of the parking lot of the mall in Dawn of the Dead. Nobody talks to each other, nobody smokes, or does anything. Just zombie-like shuffling in 15 minute increments. A complete lack on sunlight, and anything to do, other than stare at a computer screen, must make such activities seem stimulating, and enjoyable.

Another odd ritual that has come to be recently is, "Wild Tie Thursday." An ingenious creation of an overzealous employee. A poor attempt to catch the fleeting thought that we are allowed to have fun at any point from 8 to 4. I personally think that it would be more semantically pleasing to wear our "Wild" ties on Wednesday. Sadly, I don't own any ties that could be classified as "wild," or even "slightly upbeat," So I sit on the sidelines, while the select others enjoy in the "wild" festivities of tie wearing.

The one workplace activity I partake in gladly is attempting to come up with the grossest analogy for what the work coffee tastes like. Bodily fluids, the fecal matter of exotic animals, Lipo suction leftovers, burnt hair, nothing is sacred in this game. I find myself dreamily thinking of how to top the complaints of the previous day before bedtime.

Well, I had an awesome weekend. I had a bunk week, and laying around watching movies all day saturday with Katie was just what I needed. I feel complacent, and hopefully another brutal day at the work doesn't ruin it.

Anyway. I have much more, but my renderings are done, and I need sleep. Welcome back LJ, hopefully I'll write again soon.