Miscellany
Saturday, March 8th, 2008
at 8:06pm
So I’ve taken to writing lately, specifically short paragraphs declaring my great undying love for Kathrine Wells. It’s a little cheesy, but it makes her smile, and that’s all I need.
She wants tattoos, she wants money, she wants fame, she wants pleasure. She wants the world, handed to her in a goblet built of fortune. She wants perfection, sealed in an envelope of knowledge. But more than anything, she wants me, just as I am, and that’s all I need to hear. Money, fame, and power hold not even a candle to her, and she’s all I need.
She is my light, she is my dark. She is my right hand, she is my left. She is my Koi, she is my Dragon. She is my breath and she is my pulse. She’s my earth, my wind, my water, my fire. She is the tide to my moon, the cloud to my rain, the wind to my weather. She is everything I’ve ever wanted, and she is the love of my life. She is absolutely perfect, and you’d be a fool not to be in love with this girl.
They always say there are plenty of other fish in the sea. There’s fish that predict the weather, fish that change with the seasons, fish that follow the leader, and fish that are the leader. There’s an entire ocean of fish, but I’ve found the one I’m happy with; she predicts love, and that’s all I could ever want. If it’s true that there are plenty of other fish in the see, I’d gladly go blind. She’s the only fish I need to complete my aquarium.
For the record, during the composition of this post, Katie’s been sitting next to me, distracting me from my work, inevitably causing me to forgot what the paragraphs I wrote said. I suppose it’s a good thing I save everything.
Thursday, June 7th, 2007
at 5:38pm
As I’m growing older and older owning my own car has made it;s way up to the very top of my list of priorities, but with virtually no spending money, finding the right vehicle has been nearly impossible. I’ve spent countless hours on Craigslist, and looking through local auto Trader magazines, but with no luck. Not only do I want a solid vehicle, but I want something I can work on, and turn into a real beast sometime down the line.
My stepfather currently drives a heavily modified 1998 Toyota Corolla. It’s not the best vehicle out there, but the stock safety features combined with the numerous upgrades makes it a real monster. Unfortunately, my stepfather’s love of Corollas has sort of dragged me into the Toyota market. While they’re nice vehicles, I’m looking for something a little more tuner friendly. If you have any suggestions please fire away an email or leave a comment, your opinion is greatly appreciated. As everything stands, I have about $3000 to drop on a vehicle, so I want something that will last at least two years.
Monday, June 4th, 2007
at 12:51am
So it’s 2AM, or somewhere around there. The lagging clock on my computer makes no effort to even come close to actual time. Either way, I’m awake once again. My room is filled with love bugs, and the hot, humid Florida air is seeping through my open windows like some sort of oncoming dream. An occasional flicker of light on my wall from a passing car keeps me alert, but the night is otherwise still.
I’ve been sitting here, thinking. Not about anything in particular, but rather everything as a whole. Relationships, design, work, life, the whole shebang. It’s really not all worth the bother. I try to keep things alive, but in one way or another everything fizzles out. My plans fall through, my relationships crumble, and I’ve reduced myself to a sort of socially inept fool. Don’t take this as a plea for help, some type of open suicide letter to the world. Because if there’s one thing on my mind, it’s definitely life, not death.
It’s time for a fresh start. Again. The friends bring problems, and problems bring drama. Drama I don’t need at this point in my life. I’m holding down a steady job, working steady hours, with a steady paycheck. The people come and go, and they all seem to be stuck in the same pattern. The pattern of redundancy that has attracted so many in the past. The same jobs, the same people, the same life. Over and over again. As for everything else, it all seems like a big laugh at this point. I push myself to work harder as a designer, but to no winning effort. Laziness takes over and I end up lounging around for hours on end, when I could be using my time to create something. Something that the whole world can see. What kind of idiot wastes such a beautiful canvas?
Dating is another problem. It’s always the same girl. They tease you, test you, and then treat you like another snack. I’d honestly love to have some sort of lasting relationship, the kind that can make me completely happy, inside and out. The kind that brings people together.
I suppose these are just the thoughts of some insomniac crying to an open audience for attention, but these are my thoughts, and I’ll stand by them, no matter how ridiculous they sound at 2:00 in the morning. According to my computer, it’s January 23rd, 2002, which translates into a nice long nap. Why oh why couldn’t I have been born Rip Van Winkle? Life would be so much easier if the years could pass like minutes.
Sunday, April 29th, 2007
at 9:27pm
I’ve finally had the internet reconnected, my cable now has all the channells, and my new phone is simply amazing. I’m feeling like I really have a fresh start. Over the past few months I’ve made some new friends, lost some old ones, taken a new job, and abandoned my digital activity. But it’s all okay, it’s given me some time to think about what I want to do in life.
I sat down with my guidance counselor this past week, and found out even though I’m failing half my classes, I only need six more credits to graduate. So assuming I can pass my classes this year, I’l only have two full classes my senior year, leaving me with a lot more time to dedicate to my true passion, design.
I’ve been shopping around different colleges, trying to find one with an art program I can fall in love with. While I’ve stuck strictly to digital work in the past I now want to broaden my horizons, and so In the near future I’ll be diving deeper and deeper into other forms of media, especially illustrated art and photography. As for my regular work, I’ll still be continuing designing, and I still hope to get a new design pushed out sometime soon, but like pregnancy it’s a long process. And don’t worry, nobody in my immediate connection is pregnant, so no need to sound any alarms.
But it’s about that time I turn off my screen, strip to my nighties, and fall asleep to a good movie, so I bid adieu to you wonderful world, and hope to see you again sometime soon.
Saturday, November 4th, 2006
at 2:18pm
I was just going through my archives and realized that a ton of my most popular posts are missing, much to my sadness. This heap of posts include my Freelance Design series along with some other design articles that I really enjoyed. Luckily, I posted them all to my forums so they’re still available for reading. You can find them all below, and if you want to leave a comment, feel free to register an account at Abstracted.View
And that’s it, enjoy! I’m sure I’m missing a lot more, but since my old Textpattern blog crashed everything else is long lost.
