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So yeah, turning off the journal watches on everyone I watch simply because I'm sick of logging into more journal entries than artwork. It's great to get news about artwork and such. No offense, though I do not come here to read sobstories, whining and general kvetching which is that majority of what I see in them. If I had the same capability on other websites trust me, it'd be engaged.
  • Listening to: Alanis Morisette- Hand in my Pocket
  • Reading: The Pequots in Southern New England
  • Watching: My cat...?
  • Playing: WoW
  • Eating: Whatever's soft enough not to hurt.
  • Drinking: Water
I am grateful for all of my family and friends and all that they have done for my mother and I this year. Without their help, I'm not sure we'd be as secure as we are now and while we're not out of the woods yet, their love, assistance and reassurance have kept us going when we may have otherwise given in and gone back to a dangerous situation.

Thank you for those who have been watching me, I appreciate the encouragement, and thank you for your comments and critique, they help me grow as an artist.

Hope you're all having a good evening and find many reasons to be thankful.
  • Listening to: Alanis Morisette- Hand in my Pocket
  • Reading: The Pequots in Southern New England
  • Watching: My cat...?
  • Playing: WoW
  • Eating: Whatever's soft enough not to hurt.
  • Drinking: Water
So I was lured in by Jebriodo's Meme Tomfoolery post <.< Sooooo now I'm doing a chain sketch thingy! :D


    The rules are simple:
    - The first 5 people who who post on this journal asking for a chainsketch will receive a ROUGH sketch by me of whatever they request (b/w or possibly color tinted depending on my whim)
    - In turn, you are asked the same offer in your own journal (draws, morphs, writes, etc...)
    - if you want a specific character, send me a pic as reference

    1. :iconkyan: Sketchie?

Also, I've decided that this year I'm going to step out of my comfort zone and go to another Con. Second one in my lifetime and it'll be the one of the biggest furry conventions in the country. Anthrocon :D

For those of you who can't tell I'm a furry nut.

I know that sounds bad.

So to raise some money and offset costs, modest as they are (four hundred dollar budget...yay...) I'd like to open up commissions to a donation basis. Donate to my paypal account with a comment of what you'd like as a sketch. Every little bit helps.

Thanks :D
  • Listening to: Lordi- Kids Who Wanna Play with the Dead
  • Reading: World of Warcraft- Burning Crusade Dungeon guide
  • Watching: My cat...?
  • Playing: WoW
  • Eating: Tuuuuuna duh.
  • Drinking: Water
I'm sitting here in the university. Waiting on a computer to open up with the only large format scanner in the city attached to it. Behind me, a woman is tickling the ivories as she has been for the last two hours.

I've tried to use my own scanner at home and it absolutely butchers everything I scan on it. So, rather than let it butcher a commission for a paying customer or the piece I'm working on for a very ill friend of mine, I wait.... The university closes in less than fifteen minutes. If she doesn't get off by then I'm SOL.

She's not using the scanner. She's just sitting on the computer that has it on there.

If I ask her to move so I can get to it, that makes ME the asshole.

Jesus Christ. I hate going out in public these days. People are morons. "Yes, let's sit next to this neat little computer that has the only working scanner here, and tie it up for the entire day :D"

  • Listening to: Stupid MF- MSI
  • Reading: Articles on the permian-triassic extinction.
  • Watching: The clock.
  • Playing: The waiting game.
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Nothing
No commission slots left! Sorry but people got 'em while they were hot! $20 USD gets you a full blown commission like the Broken pic I've got up in the gallery. Thus far, I have a several people commissioning me from a World of Warcraft forum I post in : ) So here's what I'm up to!

1. TheRedPriest- Orc alt- 0% done- concept sketching
2. Xaraphyne- Needing moar infoz!
3. Skafloc- Needing moar infoz 2!
4. Lelenia- Awesomesauce!
5. Evanthe- Waiting on the info!
6. Anthek- Battle pose for his character- 0% done, sketching in progress.
7. (I can't say no to some people)- Opalexian- Needing the info again : )
  • Listening to: Santana and Steven Tyler- Just feel better
  • Reading: Recipes for peanut butter frosting!
  • Watching: Nothing!
  • Playing: World of Warcraft: BC
  • Eating: Waffles! :D
  • Drinking: Hot chai, iced tea and water
Taking commissions to help me pay for the WoW expansion and a few bills :D I'm gonna do a special this month and say full blown digital commissions similar in style to the Broken and Apocalypse pics I've recently posted for $20.00 USD

I've got 6 slots open, so hurry up and give me a note with what you want and I can give you the paypal info. Payment must be done upfront and will be completed hopefully in order of receipt.

  • Listening to: Santana and Steven Tyler- Just feel better
  • Reading: Nada...
  • Watching: Nothing!
  • Playing: World of Warcraft: BC
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: With a side of java.
I was born in 1987. I was raised from the tail end of the eighties into the nineties, an era of neon colors, MC Hammer and eye blasting lunch boxes by Lisa Frank. I've also remained a loyal cartoon buff throughout my twenty-one years of life and it's come to my attention recently as my generation transitions into the joys of parenthood and some of my older peers, into their dreaded thirties, that some of the same things I enjoyed as a wee one are now being called things like "classic".

Cartoons I enjoyed are now being re-released, on new fangled DVDs (I remember having my VHS recordings of Shirt-Tales back when High Resolution was vocabulary reserved for images from the Hubble telescope) and on Youtube for another, younger, more obnoxious generation to enjoy. This also being said, it's sometimes nostalgic and even amusing to watch an old movie released into this format as well as some of the commentary from cartoon buffs like myself.

I watched a few things over the course of last night and this morning that have me gripping my childhood like the kid in gym class who took a hockey puck to the gonads.  I watched first, a few clips from old cartoons that are so RIDDLED with sexual innuendo I realize there's no WONDER my parents were laughing along with my sibling and I at our heroes' antics.  Then? Then I watched an anti-drug campaign movie involving a bunch of cartoons ranging from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (I never got to watch this unless I was sleeping at my cousins ; ) My mother said it was too violent), to Winnie the Pooh, to Muppet Babies, to Alvin and the Chipmunks and all manners of things in between (Garfield, Alf and a few others if I recall...).

Not only was it amusing to see my old old heroes helping children out with situations I haven't encountered until much much later in life than the protagonist of the story, but it was actually rather enlightening as far as drug jargon goes. I'd never seen what crystal meth looked like, nor  knew the difference between a blunt and a joint until I watched Bugs Bunny rip a fifteen year old a new one about smoking mary-j.  In any event, it was entertaining and so I went along my merry way to other animated persuits, watching the old literacy PSAs and commercials with McGruff the Crime Dog.

All of this spiraled down into about three in the morning and I'm sitting there in my underwear and an Invader ZIM t-shirt watching reruns of He-Man... Most were just doctored clips or not so doctored clips of those sexual innuendos I mentioned, complete with the lul-worthy commentary at the bottom as YouTube subscribers happily proclaimed their new found love for my old toonage. Then I spy...out of the corner of my eye, a link to the He-Man and the Masters of the Universe movie, you know, the old cartoon where Hannah Barbera decided to milk the franchise for all it was worth by doing a female rolemodel spin-off for all the girls. This was about the time Nintendo came out with the GameGirl, trying to compete with the GameBoy--we all remember how that turned out I'm sure. The horrifying pink things sitting on the end of a black and neon colored aisle right next to the Barbie and Strawberry Shortcake section.

Deciding to go where my nostalgia and sleep deprivation drove me, I clicked the link. Enthralled I made my way to clip eleven of God knows how many ten minute segments of the movie. I'm not sure how long it's been but I'm pretty sure my nose is bleeding and I've suffered some kind of flashing light induced grand mal seizure. If I pass out and die drooling on my keyboard it should be incredibly obvious why as I've got Pokemon playing in one window and a cheap Porn site in the other (probably featuring the same characters).

I can't understand how my mind had blotted out the horrible voice acting they gave to the sniveling Cringer, or the deep voiced manly stallion of a pastel colored unicorn SwiftHeart or Swiftwing or whatever his name was. Somehow I think my mind has tried to shield me from this despite validating my psychopathic fantasies of murdering Rainbow Brite with a Glow Worm doll (pretty sure theirs lead paint in those. YAY WALLCANDY!) and making me feel wholly justified in indulging in pixellated slaughter of anything that could come close to such horrific abuse of the spectrum of visible light. This could be hotly debated considering I rolled Horde instead of Alliance, but I won't get into that.

So my childhood spent worshiping She-Ra and He-man has come crashing down around my ears harder than the year my sister had her hair cut in the same trendy pageboy style Adam/He-Man wears with manly flair. My love for He-man left in a smoking ruin, I heft my Sun-Sword and bury myself in a quest for the Thirteen treasures of Rule in order to sooth my fel-tainted wounds and contemplate either sleeping the rest of the day, or spending the rest of the day using my ruined eye sockets as finger paint bottles.

We shall see dear readers, what this wet crappy day has in store for us...we shall see.
  • Listening to: Aerosmith(Cover) -Dream On
  • Reading: Nada...
  • Watching: Nothing!
  • Playing: World of Warcraft: BC
  • Eating: My heart.
  • Drinking: With a side of java.
Moved out of my parents house about a week and a half ago into a beautiful apartment right next to the ocean. I walk upstairs and I'm at work...I'm living with my roommate from college, I'm working for nine bucks an hour cleaning up after cats.

Things are awesome. I read, I sleep, I work, I write, I draw, I sing when I'm bored, walk around the beautiful grounds and down on the beach.

I just keep humming this silly song while enjoying the sunlight and the steam rising off the ocean. It's like this big sigh of relief. I know I have to fix my truck, I just had a tooth pulled and I still need to get my stuff from the 'rents house but for some reason I'm not stressing about it. is good.

Ahhh, yeah. That's the rub.
  • Listening to: Sheryl Crow - Love is free
  • Reading: Dhampir
  • Watching: Nothing!
  • Playing: Halo - the original, duh.
  • Eating: Apples and cheese
  • Drinking: Iced tea with lemon.

This year's been pretty hectic and more than a little stressful but I'm celebrating my birthday today and it's good. I have a cake with the creamy type of frosting I like, I have my friend Jess over and she, Justin and I are going out to Texas roadhouse tonight for tasties : )

It's my twenty-first ^^ W00h!
  • Listening to: Waiting for the World to Change
  • Reading: World of Warcraft- War of the Ancients
  • Watching: YIM
  • Playing: WoW
  • Eating: left over pizza and watermelon
  • Drinking: water
I had to put Stripey down today. I woke up at eleven to miserable weather and a phone call for my friend and I to have a nice day out and I found a note downstairs saying Stripey had a nosebleed.
I found him in my sister's room.
He had a nosebleed that had lasted at least four hours. I called my mother and she said she'd left at seven thirty or so. I called the vet immediately after that only to be told I had to wait until 1:45. We were still late to the appointment because we had to get my baby into the carrier.
I've never felt so low. I took him in and listened as the vet explained that the mass in his liver wasn't limited to just his liver, but had gotten into his bone marrow, killing the platelets or whatever you call them that aid in clotting. His blood wasn't clotting and he was so miserable before I got him into the carrier.
He peed in his carrier on accident. He was apologetic about it and all I could do was cry and hold him. I didn't make my vet's job any easier by bawling my broken heart out. I held him while they gave him the shot and as he left. The last things my baby heard was "I love you baby" blurted about fifty million times between sobs.  I held him until the vet came to take him.
I can't believe I woke up this morning thinking everything was okay again for a little while.
The rugs gone. I'm not putting it back on the floor just to get pulled out again.
My heart hurts.  It's gonna hurt for a while I think. I'm so tempted to just give up, I hurt so bad.
  • Listening to: Ben's Brother- Stuttering
  • Reading: World of Warcraft Archive
  • Watching: the clock
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Nothing
I went to the vets today with my Stripey monster. Things aren't good. He's got several little masses on his liver, nothing in any solid mass, just little nodules, and they're pushing on his stomach as well as making his liver go out of whack. It's going to eventually kill him.
I can't afford to give him an ultra-sound to pinpoint anything and even if I did, there's no saying if they could actually do anything to correct it. If I had unlimited resources they'd be going to Dr. LeHaye to make sure my baby comes home healthy.
Cancer of the liver, and I don't know how long he's going to be with me. I'm stuck with making the hardest goddamn decision I've ever had to make. Do I keep him with me knowing he's going to deteriorate? There's no pain involved and I know I could keep him happy with canned catfood, snuggles and make sure he's warm and safe when the time comes. Or do I let him go and put him down?  He's going to deteriorate. I know that. Do I want to spare him that or do I want to keep him with me to the last possible second.
I think I'm going to have to keep him with me. I can make his last weeks, days, hours however long he has good ones.
I don't know. It's just killing me inside, I guess. I have to decide whether my furry four-legged soul-baby is going to live or die.
God life sucks.
  • Listening to: Ben's Brother- Stuttering
  • Reading: World of Warcraft Archive
  • Watching: the clock
  • Playing: WoW
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: water
For some of you guys I'm sure this sounds pretty dumb but for any pet lovers I think it will make some sense.
I've got a thirteen year old domestic short haired tabby, by name of Stripey. Stripey, Stripes, Stripey Monster, baby-boy, my beautiful baby, kittums, all those booboo noises that we use for nicknames for him you know the drill.
I was there when he was born, I know his entire pedigree from time spent on the farm where his forefathers and mothers were born and raised. I brought him home when I was about seven or eight years old, when I first moved to Morrill, the place I currently live with my parents.
I've had him for thirteen brilliant years. He's my sounding board, my writing editor, my critic for my artwork, attacker of computer cursors, vibrating X-box controllers, and anything that might try to hurt me, including two ex-boyfriends and countless prospects I'd be better without. He's my cuddle buddy, my shawl, and my four-legged, fur covered baby.  
He's also not a spring chicken. He's getting old and it's starting to show. It hurts him on some cold days to move, and now suddenly he's dropped a lot of weight. I'm thinking it might be his mouth, maybe a few abcesed teeth or something but I almost know it's something more sinister than that.  
I came back from my shitty semester at school and all of a sudden my baby was an old man in a housefull of "kids" with the new dogs and the younger cats.
What's worse is my mother says things to the cat that for some reason just rip my heart out. The worst I've found is "Don't worry Stripey-monster, your Mumma's home. She'll make it all better." And then all I can do is look down at that handsome pink-nose, green eyes, and tacky brown,black and white striped tuxedo and then he purrs at me and it's all I can do not to outright break down.
I've spent a lot of time with him, sprawled out on my heating pad stroking his side, feeling each and every rib in his frail little body and wishing for more time to be with my baby or better that I could just take it all away and turn him back to the cocky beautiful bastard he was in his prime.
We've got an appointment with the vet tomorrow at three. I'm scared to go. It might be just teeth, but if it's not and I have to come home with an empty cat carrier, I don't know what I'm going to do. I want to be strong for him, to smile and just cuddle him, but I know the moment I start crying for him it's all going to be about me, his little voice asking if I'm okay and trying to kiss away my pain with his little face.
It's stuff like this that makes it so damned hard to get out of bed in the morning.
  • Listening to: Matchbox20=Hang
  • Reading: Halo-the Fall of Reach
  • Watching: nothing
  • Playing: WoW
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: water
So, I got a little misty eyed this Christmas thanks to one particularly thoughtful Christmas gift, and I wanted to share the pleasure with all of you.

Now, my Uncle Nick was a wonderful prankster, a father to five children, and four foster children, a mischief maker of the highest caliber, a cat lover, and in his spare time he made wooden toys. Not the flashy kind of toy you might expect with sparks and what not but simple wooden puzzles and things like dinosaurs on wheels for us little ones.

Before he died he came up with an ingenious toy that he gave to my father the year he was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. He called it "the smoke grinder". Now before you all ask what a smoke grinder is, let me explain. A smoke grinder is a simple block of wood with two tracks cut perpendicular to one another in the shape of a "+" symbol. The tracks are slightly wedge shaped, and in them are two smaller wedged shaped blocks of wood on the opposing tracks, and those are nailed, YES nailed, to a simple crank handle.

There really is no premise to this toy other than the sheer enjoyment of spending hours of your time winding the crank of this toy around the track and in essence "grinding smoke". Stupid and boring? Maybe so, but the fact of the matter is, over the many years we've had this toy dozens of people have come into the house and sat down to play with this thing, totally dumbfounded by the pleasure they derive from twisting those two little scraps of wood around the track.

My Uncle Nick made only maybe half a dozen or so of these toys before he passed away at the ripe old age of 82 and we all miss him and his "skunk juice pickels" at any family gathering. I asked his wife, my Aunt Marta, if she had an extra one lying around the house that I could have for my own home, whenever it came time for me to have one. She said she didn't know of any since those were the first things her sons wanted, but she said she would look and of course over the past two years I forgot I'd even asked.

This year she drew my name for the Stocking Stuffer round robin thing we do and buried at the bottom of my stocking was a smoke grinder, without any stain on it, but finished. I almost burst into tears. I avoided it, but I did let a few of those big sloppy wet ones fall just because it reminds me so much of the Uncle I miss as well as the Grammy.

That's my little one. Anyone else wants to post about their holiday traditions feel free :3

(Posted this at TNG boards ; ) )
  • Listening to: Holiday music
  • Reading: Nothing yet
  • Watching: The snow fall
  • Playing: WoW -with the smoke grinder
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: water
Artist: Brandi Carlile
Album: Brandi Carlile
Title: Tragedy

Sorry I'm only
Human you know me
Grown up oh no guess again

My days always
Dry up and blow away
Sometimes I could do that too
But make no mistake that

When you need a friend
You could count on anyone
But you know I'll defend
The tragedy that we knew as
The end

Progress, changing
Growing then giving up
Somehow we're never quite prepared
But I understand it

When you need a friend
You could count on anyone
But you know I'll defend
The tragedy that we knew as
The end

So taking you with me would be like
Taking all your money to the grave
It does no good to anyone especially
The one you're trying to save
But it's so hard not to save

When you need a friend
You could count on anyone
But you know I'll defend
The tragedy that we knew as
The end

I felt the urge to hit my knees this morning and have a good damned cry. So I did. A few minutes of sobbing, coughing, and finally getting off the floor. I just needed it I guess.
The Holidays are upon us. And here we are again.
Another year with one of our number missing. I was reminded I guess by a post on a forum I read.  Then I heard the song by Brandi Carlile and just decided to have it out before it ate at me anymore.
I have too much work to do to let this continue.
  • Listening to: Brandi Carlile- Tragedy
  • Reading: Ruth Benedict's Patterns of Culture
  • Watching: The snow fall
  • Playing: WoW
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: OJ
So I've been put on a drug called Flexeril for a microtear to the muscle in my right shoulder/upper back. It makes me so tired it's not funny and I can't put things together well.
I called my Aunt Jennifer today while I was at work and she told me to go home. Called Campus security to take me back to the dorm, and then. Then I flopped. From three o clock to seven thirty at night, got back up, played some WoW and only -now- am I getting tired.
I don't think I'll take it before work. But I'll take some after work tomorrow.
I've missed so much work lately it's not funny and I feel bad because I leave my coworkers to deal with the slack I'm not picking up. I might as well pop more painkillers, push myself through the shift and get ready to go home Monday night.
Hooray for Thanksgiving break. Hooray for muscle relaxants. Hooray for...numb backs. Mrrr sammich.
  • Listening to: The lulling thrum of my computer
  • Reading: Ruth Benedict's Patterns of Culture
  • Watching: The little mesmerized smiley on my journal
  • Playing: with Chicken in a Biskit!
  • Eating: Chicken in a Biskit!
  • Drinking: Water water everywhere!
[] means not afraid, [x] means afraid, [xx] means MORBIDLY afraid.
[oo] Minor Fear and [o] Dislike

[x] Achluophobia - Fear of darkness. ((Yeah it may seem really silly and childish but I admit it, I'm afraid of the dark, or rather what's in the dark. I tend not to go out after dark unless I have friends with me. I've watched wayyy too many horror movies than is healthy. I have at least four flash lights and multiple sets of batteries for each around the house, but then that's also common sense. When the power goes out...))
[xx] Acrophobia - Fear of heights. ((This is embarrasing. I get up on something higher than a step stool and I start shaking and sweating.))
[] Agliophobia - Fear of pain.
[] Agoraphobia - Fear of open spaces or crowds.
[] Aichmophobia - Fear of needles or pointed objects.
[] Amaxophobia - Fear of riding in a car.
[] Androphobia - Fear of men.
[] Anginophobia - Fear of angina or choking.
[] Anthrophobia - Fear of flowers.
[] Anthropophobia - Fear of people or society.
[o] Aphenphosmphobia - Fear of being touched. ((Not really a fear, I just dislike being touched by people. >.> It's okay if I know you but don't invade my personal space by wanting to be up in my face man. Seriously.))
[] Arachnophobia - Fear of spiders.
[] Arithmophobia - Fear of numbers.
[] Astraphobia - Fear of thunder and lightening.
[o] Ataxophobia - Fear of disorder or untidiness.
[o] Atelophobia - Fear of imperfection. ((Because damn it, if it's worth taking the time to do it's worth taking the time to do RIGHT))
[oo] Atychiphobia - Fear of failure. ((I have issues with failing especially when it comes to my parents))
[o] Autophobia - Fear of being alone. ((My head talks to me and I don't like it))

[] Bacteriophobia - Fear of bacteria.
[] Barophobia - Fear of gravity.
[xx] Bathmophobia - Fear of stairs or steep slopes. ((Roller coasters anyone? I fucking hate them! >.< ))
[] Batrachophobia - Fear of amphibians.
[] Bibliophobia - Fear of books.
[] Botanophobia - Fear of plants.

[] Cacophobia - Fear of ugliness.
[o] Catagelophobia - Fear of being ridiculed publicly.
[] Catoptrophobia - Fear of mirrors.
[] Chionophobia - Fear of snow.
[] Chromophobia - Fear of colors.
[] Chronomentrophobia - Fear of clocks.
[] Claustrophobia - Fear of confined spaces.
[] Coulrophobia - Fear of clowns.
[] Cyberphobia - Fear of computers.
[x] Cynophobia - Fear of dogs. ((I'm not fond of dogs. Especially big ones. I mean sure they're cute and all but when one comes bounding out of a house or is snarling/barking at me I kind of freeze up. That's what happens when you get attacked by one when you're five.))

[] Dendrophobia - Fear of trees.
[] Dentophobia - Fear of dentists.
[] Domatophobia - Fear of houses.
[] Dystychiphobia - Fear of accidents.

[] Ecophobia - Fear of the home.
[] Elurophobia - Fear of cats.
[] Ephebiphobia - Fear of teenagers.
[] Equinophobia - Fear of horses.

[] Gamophobia - Fear of marriage.
[] Genuphobia - Fear of knees.
[] Glossophobia - Fear of speaking in public.
[] Gynophobia - Fear of women.

[] Heliophobia - Fear of the sun.
[] Hemophobia - Fear of blood.
[] Herpetophobia - Fear of reptiles.
[] Hydrophobia - Fear of water.

[oo] Iatrophobia - Fear of doctors.
[xx] Insectophobia - Fear of insects. ((Not really insects, I'm afraid of centipedes and millipedes. I usually enjoy most other bugs, but those I'll actively seek and kill while crying and shivering))

[] Koinoniphobia - Fear of rooms.

[] Leukophobia - Fear of the color white.
[o] Lilapsophobia - Fear of tornadoes and hurricanes. ((There was one time when I was little that I saw the sky turn yellow except in the distance there was this great big black thunderhead surrounding the entire lake. Uh yeah...It was creepy))
[] Lockiophobia - Fear of childbirth.

[] Mageirocophobia - Fear of cooking.
[] Melanophobia - Fear of the color black.
[] Microphobia - Fear of small things.
[oo] Mysophobia - Fear of dirt and germs. ((If things are dirty they must be cleaned. There are antibacterial wipes everywhere. EVERYWHERE so that I may use them at my convenience. Aka every two hours or so))

[] Necrophobia - Fear of death or dead things
[] Noctiphobia - Fear of the night.
[oo] Nosocomephobia - Fear of hospitals. ((This kind of goes without saying))

[] Obesophobia - Fear of gaining weight
[] Octophobia - Fear of the figure 8.
[] Ombrophobia - Fear of rain.
[] Ophidiophobia - Fear of snakes.
[] Ornithophobia - Fear of birds.

[] Papyrophobia - Fear of paper.
[] Pathophobia - Fear of disease.
[] Pedophobia - Fear of children.
[] Philophobia - Fear of love. (I fear the expectations involved)
[] Phobophobia - Fear of being afraid.
[] Podophobia - Fear of feet.
[] Porphyrophobia - Fear of the color purple.
[] Pteridophobia - Fear of ferns.
[] Pteromerhanophobia - Fear of flying.
[] Pyrophobia - Fear of fire.

[] Scolionophobia - Fear of school.
[] Selenophobia - Fear of the moon.
[] Sociophobia - Fear of social evaluation.
[] Somniphobia - Fear of sleep.

[oo] Tachophobia - Fear of speed. ((If it's involved with a steep drop...uh yeah. Fuck that. >.<))
[] Technophobia - Fear of technology.
[] Tonitrophobia - Fear of thunder.
[] Trypanophobia - Fear of injections.

[] Venustraphobia - Fear of beautiful women.
[] Verminophobia - Fear of germs.
[] Wiccaphobia - Fear of witches and witchcraft.
[] Xenophobia - Fear of strangers
[] Zoophobia - Fear of animals

[xx] Aeroacrophobia- Fear of open high places.
[] Angrophobia - Fear of anger or of becoming angry.
[] Athazagoraphobia- Fear of being forgotten or ignored or forgetting.
[] Decidophobia- Fear of making decisions.
[] Electrophobia- Fear of electricity.
[] Tropophobia- Fear of moving or making changes.


So ; )  People missed my Kiriban. Which is okay by me ; ) Just means I have less work to do. Which is good.  

Personal update: I've lost a PANT SIZE! @.@ **jiggles, horrifies the neighbors** and the last soda I had was three weeks ago. Drank half the glass and set it down, deciding that I'd just not drink the stuff. Doing good for my bodeh. Yus.
  • Listening to: Nonpoint-Bullet with a Name
  • Reading: Ruth Benedict's Patterns of Culture
  • Watching: City of Heroes trailers
  • Playing: with my Vista (sounds dirty, dunnit?)
  • Eating: Orbit gum-not really eating but whatever.
  • Drinking: WATAHHH!
; ) So I was a bitch last night. And with the help of my nice friend/roommate etc. Jess :  )  I got myself a new computer and probably terrorized some poor Staples sales rep out of his mind.

Happy Halloween! I have class in about four hours. >.> Give or take a few minutes. I'm tired. But certain people won't leave so I can sleep x.x

Oh god I'm going to be dead come night time.
  • Listening to: Remy Zero-Save Me
  • Reading: Latin via Ovid
  • Watching: Music videos
  • Playing: with my Vista (sounds dirty, dunnit?)
  • Eating: Nuffin!
  • Drinking: H20
It's called "Good news bad news." I'll give you the bad first, then the good. Then collapse in a heap and weep.

1. The bad news. My period started yesterday.
2. The good news. I'm not pregnant (always a good thing atm)
3. The bad news. I hurt my shoulder at work last week.
4. Good. I'm not paying for the doctor's visit next week.
5. Bad. I broke my laptop on Friday. I mean really broke it. It doesn't even boot up. The screen's cracked.
6. Good. I got a new desktop.
7. Bad. My term paper is on the laptop.
8. Good. I didn't die this weekend.
9. Bad. Vista shat the bed and I don't have the discs because the desktop came prebuilt.
10. Good. The HP people are overnighting a new copy of Vista.
11. Bad. The paper is due tomorrow morning. Final draft.
12. Good. I ate at the Texas Roadhouse tonight.
13. Bad. All of my photoshop stuff is on my laptop.
14. Good. I've got an appointment with my financial aid lady at one tomorrow.
15. Bad. I left my fridge open on Friday night. My food spoiled, my floor and roomies' rug were soaked.
16. Good. I have money on my card to do laundry.
17. Bad. I have to do laundry and have no time.
18. Good. My male should be coming up on Friday.
19. Bad. II need to email my mother serial number info on my computer and the laptop.
20. Good. My hair hasn't fallen out yet.
21. Bad. It could be Saturday before I WoW again and it won't be on my own computer.
22. Good news. Commissions are open? They always are. Now more than ever since I -need- money.

All in all. Rough weekend. I need sleep. That is all.

All I Really Want- Alanis Morisette
Do I stress you out
My sweater is on backwards and inside out
And you say how appropriate
I dont want to dissect everything today
I dont mean to pick you apart you see
But I cant help it
There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off
Slap me with a splintered ruler
And it would knock me to the floor if I wasnt there already
If only I could hunt the hunter

And all I really want is some patience
A way to calm the angry voice
And all I really want is deliverance

Do I wear you out
You must wonder why Im relentless and all strung out
Im consumed by the chill of solitary
Im like estella
I like to reel it in and spit it out
Im frustrated by your apathy
And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land
If only I could meet the maker
And Im fascinated by the spiritual man
I am humbled by his humble nature

What I wouldnt give to find a soulmate
Someone else to catch this drift
And what I wouldnt give to meet a kindred

Enough about me, lets talk about you for a minute
Enough about you, lets talk about life for a while
The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses
Falling all around... all around

Why are you so petrified of silence
Here can you handle this?
Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines
Or when you think you're gonna die
Or did you long for the next distraction
And all I need now is intellectual intercourse
A soul to dig the hole much deeper
And I have no concept of time other an it is flying
If only I could kill the killer

All I really want is some peace man
A place to find a common ground
And all I really want is a wavelength
All I really want is some comfort
A way to get my hands untied
And all I really want is some justice
  • Listening to: Alanis Morisette-All I Really Want
  • Reading: Latin via Ovid
  • Watching: Music videos
  • Playing: The Vein Violin
  • Eating: Leftover roadhouse food.
  • Drinking: WATAH! (Had one soda since last month. Yuck)
YAY! :iconjelliclekitten: convinced me to tag myself o.o W00t.

The first 15 people who reply and ask me to be featured, I will go through their gallery and pick my three favorite deviations, that I will feature up here.

"The catch is that to qualify, you MUST post a similar journal, this gives us an opportunity to really appreciate and support this lovely artistic global community we've got going on here. Oh, and the pictures aren't ranked in any specific order."

1.):icondraw6bd: ; )  Now I'm personally biased for teh Lou. He's awesome.  Pokemon, Pirates of Darkwater, Marvel...This guy's got it all. He even likes GUNDAM!  :3 And of course I love micros. That's actually how I got started. So here goes.
1. Progeny-X: AGAIN with the BIAS! @.@ I love Marvel. X-men are fantastic. And this is a good shot of all the right babies. :3 These were the couples I really wanted to see. He's got shading and the characters actually have form to them unlike some micros I see.…
2. Demona-Future Tense: Do I really have to elaborate here? It's Demona. She's from Gargoyles. EEE! Gargoyles! ^.^ Yeah and he captured all her gear, her gorgeous hair and made it LOOK like DEMONA. Mmm I'm jealous.…
3.  Weird Sisters Fey Form: Yes another Gargoyles one. ^_^ Lou has an awesome skill with micros of women. I really enjoy them alot. And besides, who doesn't like harpy bitches from hell? ^.^ Especially when he captures them like THAT?!…

I like Lovely's artwork for two reasons, one she's daring with her poses and two, she's willing to try positions and settings that most artists at any stage shy away from and she executes it well. There's been a lot of development in this gallery and I'll show my three favorites here.
1. Rekindled Passion: I like the poses, I enjoy them immensely.…
Pardon the links again guys, I don't have a subscription. x.x College budgets suck.
2. .Luna_Sherbert_Sesshomaru. Normally I'm not too partial to photographs, but some that are well set up and have good lighting make my A-list. This one of those. I love the color and the lighting especially.…
3. Sweet Kiss: This one reminds me a bit of a tarot card set I used to have.…

3.):icongargoyleblade: Again, lots of growth in this gallery, and I'm looking forward to seeing more ^.^
1. Mevia: I like guns. I can't draw guns. But I like them. Awesome job on both the armament and the hand holding it. And her horns are fantastic, I'm a huge fan of those that go back over the skull.…
2. Duck:texture : EEEE! XD DUCKLING! **glomp** I love fuzzy things too. And this one with it's texture is adorable. He looks like he could feature in a video game.…
3. friendly happy birthday: Awesome use of clean lines and coloring looks pretty solid ^_^. Getting the hang of layers can be hard but once she's got it she'll be blowing everyone away. Rock!…


Comment...all the cool kids are doing it! @.@ Doooooo eeeet!  I wanna see what's in YOUR WALLE--I mean your gallery. Yuh. Your gallery.

Still open for commissions and no one claimed my 5000 or 6000 landmark, so I guess who ever claims 6.5k gets a kiriban... >.>
Sketch: $10 for a single character, discounts on groups, just ask.
Digitally colored with Photoshop: $20 for one character, five dollars for additonal characters.
Digitally colored with background: $40 with $7 dollars for additional characters.

Note me or Email me with information about what you want and I'll get back to you ASAP!
  • Listening to: Eric Clapton- Tears in Heaven
  • Reading: Latin via Ovid
  • Watching: The Prestige (AWESOME MOVIE)
  • Playing: World of Warcraft
  • Eating: Hungrah Man dinnar!
  • Drinking: WATAH! (I'm trying to give up soda x.x)
Commissions are now open!
I hate to sound like such a hooker, but I'd love to give your commissions a swing. My going rates are as follows:

Sketch: $10 for a single character, discounts on groups, just ask.
Digitally colored with Photoshop: $20 for one character, five dollars for additonal characters.
Digitally colored with background: $40 with $7 dollars for additional characters.

Note me or Email me with information about what you want and I'll get back to you ASAP!
  • Listening to: WoW soundtrack
  • Reading: The art of comic book inking by Gary Martin
  • Watching: Don't watch the telly.
  • Playing: World of Warcraft
  • Eating: Chili queso cheezits
  • Drinking: WATAH! Bruce Lee's favorite!