. : December 2005 : .
: Analog
Thursday, December 29 2005
Thru the coolest haze, of this dreamlike maze, it has begun, and all I want is you near, with these wounds I've bled, a perfect tone of red, in isolation, thru the swollen eyes of the dying, in my waking dreams, we're all dying, to become what we swore we never would. Now I watch and mourn in bloom. You take the way you know and I'll take the road unknown and meet you there, at the end of time, we are frequency, we are tragedy, we are the love, we need to keep us here, we are the dying, we are lonely ones, we are the waiting, forever faithful, and when I see you, on the other side I will not be the same as I was when I was yours.
Looking at these lyrics, it really looks like it would turn out to be a really crappy emo song. But with clever pacing and everchanging melodies, it's just one kickass song. I never thought of Strung Out to be so...deep.
Yeah, right.
: Article Get!
Wednesday, December 28 2005
Well I went through all the games I bought this year and have decided on almost all of the best games in each respective category. I'm going to write an article. The thing is, I should REALLY play the new Prince of Persia and Shadow of the Colossus. Those could really take away some awards. Last year my awards were decidedly different from the mass media. This year I'm ashamed to say that I too found Resident Evil 4 to be AMAZING even though I had NO interest in this game a year ago. However, there will be some interesting games mentioned you would have never expected. Best RPG? I doubt you'll agree. Oh shit I just rhymed! No seriously, that's retarded.
Did I do any work on the comic? No. I'm really going to have to force myself to finish this thing as I really am not a fan of how it's turning out. Not to mention the fact that my mind has been clogged and unable to do much in the way of creativity. But hey, havin your health, stayin alive...uhh, I don't remember how that goes...
: Holiday Update!
Sunday, December 25 2005
Man I've been thinking about posting for so long...
Merry Christmas, the only holiday worth mass marketization! Don't give me any of this crap about other holidays because everyone knows Christmas is just a shell of what it once was (mass orgies in Rome).
I'm here to tell you that I've made a few decisions about con-trast:
1. Fuck this PG-13 shit. Honestly, I'm not exactly a profane man but I grew tired of censoring myself the first time I did it. I wasn't too keen on some of my family members reading bad words, but I think they can handle it.
2. If I don't want to use color then I WONT USE COLOR!! The "latest" strip has been in progress for well over 3 months. I actually touched it last week. It touched me back but I said NO! I'm not ready yet. It's in flash FLASH! It exports like shit and looks like colorful shit. I do plan on finishing it but I'm pretty sure the whole color route is not the way to go for me. That's how I roll.
3. I always wanted to keep con-trast free of blog-like emo shit because I figured someday this would become a good portfolio piece and something to show future employers. I CAN'T DO IT! I need to whine and laugh and LIVE on my website. I pay 4 goddamn bucks a month for this place. If a weak ass blog will get me to keep updating, then SO BE IT!
4. Visual changes are coming. I tend to design a site a year. It was inevitable.
And now for today's blog:
Hmm, christmas. Kids love me. Don't ask me why...because Im going to tell you. They love my pessimistic sarcasm. They also love when I fall asleep. Sleep comes so very easy to me and the fact that I can entertain children with it makes me the greatest babysitter of all time. Then again I only babysat once and the whole time I just wanted to get the kid to bed so I could leech off his parent's cinemax.
Ok I said sleep comes easy to me. That's a lie really. When Im super tired (during the daytime) and Im supposed to be doing something or paying attention to something, I can sleep. If Im in bed (usually around 4am) I often canNOT sleep. Sometimes white noise keeps me awake. Oftentimes the culprit is inconsiderate dickfaces. Do not picture their faces. Ahh see you just did.
Back to why kids (and some people) like me. Everybody likes the funny guy. I opened up my high school yearbook a few days ago and read what everyone said. "You're hillarious!" "You're sooo funny lol!" blah blah. I actually got MAD at this by the time everyone "important" had signed. I mean even I don't find 90% of the stuff I say to be funny. It's really not. It's because I have a doofy looking face and I hate being awake. I'm certainly not stroking my ego here. All I've got going for me is my wit. My hair is going, my inspiration and imagination are at an all time low, and Ive had the same crap on my mind for months now and it will not end!
Hey you don't need my life story. This entry is over!
P.S. "Analog" by Strung Out is amazing and I will probably quote it some time for cheap filler.
