For about 3 seconds I got all excited thinking I found a picture of my favorite pairing in Gundam 00.

But after clicking on the thumbnail I realized it was a female version of Lockon instead. I am crushed.

*Cries*

My dad has always been a great influence in my life and someone I look up to in the art world. He always told me to "Do something different" and to do something that gets people thinking. "Think differently" and see things differently. Art is so awesome. Any art. I love it when art can strike a person emotionally. . .whether sadness, inspiration, joy, or even anger.

Here's my goal for 2010: I want to piss off as much of the United States as possible with my artwork.

I don’t know how I am going to accomplish this and really I will just be happy if I can piss off Spokane. Ecstatic if I can piss off Washington State. But I want to piss off the USA. I want citizens to be enraged. I want citizens to be offended. I want politicians to be fucking embarrassed and flustered and left speechless. Why? Because I'm pissed off. I've been pissed off and haven't done much about it.

So I want to piss off everyone else in this country.

I already have a lot of ideas, but I really don't know much about promoting myself. I plan on using a blog. A cafepress shop ( with the goal of using any profits for specific causes and organizations. ). And, I don't know what else. I figured I will see what happens. First I will create the pieces and then see what I can do to promote it.

It's obvious who my favorite Gundam Meister is when on a mission to make 60 icons ( 20 of each Meister ), after two episodes I have 1 screencap each of Setsuna and Tieria, 4 of Lockon, and 5 of Allelujah.

I do love you, Tieria. *Wibbles* I do.

And yeah yeah, ain't it amazing? I am making an effort to do something other than Graham. I actually have an idea that I think would be cool. Maybe. ♥

Hell will freeze over when I willingly start making Patrick icons. Well. Other than when he makes cute faces on his wedding day. Because how could I not icon that for myself?

What are some of your favorite logos and why?

So I realized that like, Halloween is Saturday. And today is Wednesday. Not only do I not have a Halloween costume, but I also haven't done anything in way of a "Halloween Drawing.". . .

WELL! I have an idea. For the most part. A scene really. And I can figure out two of the three costumes. SO I NEED HELP.

WHAT SHOULD I MAKE GRAHAM BE FOR HALLOWEEN!?

It can't be a Angel or a Devil. I need some ideas. D: Anyone?

No and yes.

I like to think I am a very tolerant person. But depending on your stance on human equality, I might not want to be friends with you. If you are actively fighting to stop gays from reaching equality, fighting to and believe that blacks ( or people of different races and nationalities ) shouldn't be treated equally, or fighting to and believe people of different faiths or atheists shouldn't be treated equally. . .I'm not going to want to be fiends with you.

( blah blah blah )

I LOLed.

The "Not Invited" Blogcrew

It was a hard decision, but I made one. PATRICK IS NOT INVITED TO MY BIRTHDAY PARTY! Ah ha ha ha. ♥

I've been trying to join more Fanlistings. . .because I had to join the one for Howard and it started a new line in my clique-cube on my profile. Boo. I need five more to even it out. But I am sad because all the things I search for don't exist. Why doesn't Theoretical Bullshit and Eddie Izzard have a FL?! SERIOUSLY. TBS needs one! He's so awesome.

I'm also sad to see that two of my other blogcrews aren't working anymore. Boo. Oh well. I am still proud that I am bound by a red ribbon to the OVERFLAG! Bwa ha ha ha. ♥

I'm in a weird mood today.

HOT WINGS.

I'm just dumping random images I find in my photobucket accounts as I wait for something to upload. 8D

Edit: OMG! I DID MY LJ CUT WRONG! I'M SO SORRY IF YOU LOOKED AT YOUR FLIST DURING THE TIME I POSTED AND BEFORE I FIXED IT. IT SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN MORE THAN 30 SECONDS I SWEAR.

( PICS )

Seeing Family Guy Disney-style makes me wish so bad that I could draw like that. *Sighs*

ARGH! *Slices wrists*

First half of today was spent moving. Packing and moving. Made two trips so far with help from John. I feel I am at a point where I need to decide what stuff to ditch. Every time I move, I get rid of stuff in my endless quest to eliminate clutter!

Last night was dance class. Getting better at one move that was new to me last time. Also, she taught us this other dance move that looks weird as she is explaining it. So I was really confused about my footwork. . .

The first time I tried it, I was thinking too hard about my feet and basically ignoring the guy. ( So I was "leading". Oops. ) Second time I was starting to get it, but it transitions to this arms behind heads wrap thing. . .and I don't know what happened, but I ended up elbowing my partner in the head. Not real hard! But still. It made me laugh and feel horrible so we couldn't finish. But I think I have caught on.

I've noticed I am too a point where when one or both of us make a mistake, I am able to laugh it off. I don't feel stressed about it. I might be a little "Ack, I'm sorry!" But you just try again~

After Salsa 102, we went to the free class which was rumba. It is actually really fun~ I look forward to taking classes in it.

While we were out, at the first bar we went to. . .I am pretty sure I saw my therapist. Ha ha ha. I don't know if she saw me, but yeah. Because of how good my last session was and how I feel about things, I made the next one three weeks out. It won't be for a while, but I plan on asking her, "So. . .have you been to the piano bar?"

The second place we went to. . .it was pretty dead at first, but guess who was there? A certain sales AE. Ha ha ha. She and her friends left, though. But with my therapist and then her, it was like "Woah, weird."

I GOT THE APARTMENT, YAY!

Means I have to move, boo.

I GOT THE APARTMENT, YAY!

Means I need to start smuggling in dishwashing detergent, tee-hee.

I GOT THE APARTMENT, YAY!

I HAVE A FISH! A work buddy. And he needs a name. You can see him here.

Not the best picture of him. ( lol phone. ) He's kind of a dark teal and rust color.

The first name that came to mind was Axl because the rust color is very much like Axl's hair. X3 But as I watched him throughout the first half of the day, the name "Joshua" came to mind.

HE'S A VERY PRIDEFUL FISH I feel. And when he isn't all "Look how pretty I am!" he's fighting with the wall. He's a spaz. In my mind he's all like "RAWR" and *attack!* *attack!* *attack!* and then suddenly all like "Look at me!" as he goes floating by over so slowly.

And then he repeats. He's so fricken adorable!

My friend who got him for me has one at her desk too, Frank. Frank is a bit. . .special. I went over to say hi and spotted him with his head just down in the rocks. He wasn't really moving, it looked like he was pouting. When we moved closer he got up and flared at us. He's a grumpy fish. My friend is convinced he is suicidal.

So any names you think might fit for Mr. Spaz? So far I have considered:

-Axl
-Joshua
-Patrick
-Hallelujah
-Lockon

I also kind of like the name Jade ( Tales of Abyss. ), but I have a coworker named Jade so that might be a little weird.

I wish my hair would just BE straight. But I understand that it was just born this way.

So ever since Q got a traffic department. . .things have been interesting. The assistant manager is a big prankster and all around good fun. Ever since he got me with the phone I have wanted to do a big prank on him at some point, but I am bad at this.

Then on twitter, someone working at another station posted a picture of a prank pulled on him. I stole the idea and well. . .took it a step farther to increase the amount of "WTF?!" that would be in the reaction. Here goes. . .

( No Jell-O was harmed in the making of this prank. )



And a little warning.

So apparently the guy I pranked had strong suspicion that it was my boss. Even going into her office and glaring at her and then saying in a soft voice, "Jell-O?"

Tee-Hee.

I'm so doomed.

Did you know mice love Jell-O?

Watch tonight at 6pm.

All I remember of my dream last night was that I was attending Ohtori Academy.

No good could come of that.

Tomorrow is "Crazy Tuesday!" ( I really need a more creative name than that. )

We have a new receptionist at work and tomorrow is her first day. She's part time and Tuesdays are the only days where she works a full shift. I walk to work so I waltz through the lobby every morning around 8am.

The previous receptionist ( now working in Traffic, yay! ) came up with the idea that I should come in wearing something weird everytime and act like it's normal.

SO YES! Every Tuesday I am going to wear or carry some random accessory that people would question in their head. I am starting out small with the hope that she will just think it is a bit off. . .but doesn't want to be rude and say anything. Then I will work up to crazy things like, my Allelujah wig one time, lab coat another time, Hawaiian leis another.

The stairs up are right outside the lobby and I usually don't see anyone else until I get to Sales, so I have plenty of time to remove the random article. :3

The other reason starting small is she is being trained. X3 Obviously. Tomorrow I am wearing my giant metallic aviator sunglasses with bright pink lenses! :D

I'll just leave this here. ( Creepy Billy Scan I Colored )

I HAS A DOUJIN THAT SHOWS JOSHUA IN A CHEERLEADING SKIRT AND POM-POMS.

Just saying.

♥

And if I wasn't on my lunch break I would scan the page right now and prove it. ( TEASER )

"Simmer Down" - This irritates me because I use to hear it all the time. It does the opposite for me. I'm not a pot of rice, thank you.

"God has a plan." or "Everything happens for a reason." - Saying it to me to help me feel better. . .no. To me it is a weak excuse and a poor coping mechanism.

"Whatever" - Depending on context, of course. But this is an extremely rude word in some cases.

"You just lost the game." - I've actually never lost it and I don't play by your rules.

"They're ( News Media ) just doing it for ratings." - BIG FAT DUH. Your Eyeballs = Ratings = Money = MY BILLS BEING PAID AND FOOD IN MAH STOMACH.