| 4-29-2004; 6:53pm I'm still not dead. I feel kinda dead, but nothing serious. I'm concerned with cash right now. I'm dirt poor, and my only goal in life is to attend a money-spending extravaganza. I take a long look at myself these days, and shit if I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. Well, I guess I'm trying to raise money. Now, if only my t-shirt iron-on transfers weren't pieces of shit that peeled off after a day... ...I wonder how Swim Girl is doing these days. 4-21-2004; 9:47pm All this time, and I still don't know how to tell a girl I like her. Yep, I'm going nowhere. I suppose the good news is that at least I don't feel so bad about my acting class, for some reason, my lines seems to be falling into place. Unfortunately, I'm getting my late-semester apathetic laziness. Oh well. Dollars to donuts, I will get through this trudgingly alive. Heh, all I really need to do is raise enough cash for Anime Expo 2004. 4-12-2004; 11:59pm Okay, maybe it is just me, but somehow "want to put the claw end of a hammer in your skull", "rake a rusty scythe across your guts", "shoot you in the head several times", and "screwdriver to your throat" don't seem like 'flattering' or nice ways to label people around you. What the hell's wrong with me? Why do I feel the urge to just beat the shit out of people? Why do people make me so god-forsakenly pissed at them. ...or is it, why are all of you fucking morons so dumb? ...no, let's just say we both have issues. In this case, don't piss me off, and I won't kill you....er, hate you as much, at least. 4-7-2004; 12:32am I wouldn't believe it, even if I told myself. I finally went back to Disneyland today. I guess with Indy back, my sabbathical is over. but anyways, the important thing is, I rocked hard. That's right, The 80'z All-Stars returned to rock my socks clean off. I'm hurting now, but it was worth it. I would seem my crazy little t-shirt stint might just pay off. Between sets, I was actually approached by the one and only Motley Who?, who gave me the band's business card, and told me that ever since I wore that shirt way back when, they've been wanting to get a hold of me, so they can make their own shirts, using my own images. That's nuts! This could be my chance to sell out...wow. Things are looking up. 4-3-2004; (9?)10:24pm I'm not too sure what time it is, since we set all the clocks ahead for Daylight Savings, or whatever this is. Spring forward, as it were. So, here I am a week later, not as poor, but barely. I sold some games for cash at that dreaded Swap Meet, and bought more guns. I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to do with so many toy guns, but they are so dirt cheap, I can't help it. Oh, and I managed to snag a first edition hardcover Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone Victory is mine. 3-27-2004; 6:54pm Let's get something straight: being poor sucks ass. In other news, I got myself a rifle for my Metal Slug cosplay. Oh, but something really cool happened last Thursday. It was senior day on the campus, so we had kids shuttled in left and right, and I decided to set up an Artist Alley with Vic at the Anime Club table. I can't believe those kids asked us, (more specifically, me...) to do sketches. Vic did more sketches, (I only made one) but I did sign more stuff that I gave away. I felt like the big time. It felt good. |