Posts Tagged ‘clearly yoshi is bored’

Maximillian, Picked Apart

Friday, July 31st, 2009

For the record, this post is ENTIRELY [info]seraphzero‘s fault. :P Derail me from finishing Pundit Kart and Elves are Not Watermelons, will you?

What began as commentary on how much of a pain in the ass it would be to construct Hikaru’s Maximillian (her final body armor in Ragnarok TWILIGHT) led to a junk scribble in which I isolated each piece. The boots (the Sky Greaves) and hat (Majestic Goat) are omitted because they are considered separate items in the db.

AP Hub version: Just view the full post on LJ, it gets really long. :P

Obvious joke is OBVIOUS

Thursday, July 23rd, 2009

The Dow, it’s OVER 9,000?!

You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to say that, as much as I thought it was lame-o the first time around. >_>;;
Watch it close just under 9k just to spite me! :P

Too long to be a tweet

Thursday, July 16th, 2009

Wakachan needs a /dragon/. I can’t believe they DON’T have anything like that. I don’t care if it’s literally dragons or hybrid dragons (e.g. dragon-girls with huge boobs, the usual imageboard translation of “hybrid”). Boooo!

Perhaps I should consider an expansion to my artbook stash… >_>;;; *digs up Disgaea 1 artbook*

Also me + Painter at 3am willl forever be a horrible, horrible thing. >:P

Oof, yet again

Wednesday, July 15th, 2009

Either I slept funny or something, because… ow. I usually fall asleep face-down with much pillow-hugging and lately have been waking up on my side (facing Dinah, who is on a table just beyond the pillows/topside, because ninja laptops supply music or other background noise) and with my legs hanging off the edge, which is usually a big no-no because normally I can’t lie like that without ohgodbackpain after a minute or so.

And now today I wake up with plenty of it. I could chug some advil but it’d take just as long for it to kick in than if I were to just wait it out.

TL;DR VERSION: WTF MY BED IS TRYING TO KILL ME.
(Then again, a full-size bed for a 25-year-old is too small. I have no idea how my brother can put up with that and he’s even taller.)

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Some dudes from Organizing for America (aka the old Obama campaign) called about an hour ago asking about a health care story I had posted in reply to one of their calls for public input. They were asking if anything had changed, and for consent to send it to D.C., I’m presuming so the President can personally read it because aside from being paraded around on the White House website and such, I’m not sure what more could be done with it. ^_^;

But, if it ends up being even a little helpful in prompting a cleanup of this massive mess that is the American health care system, why not?

Of course, this just HAD to remind me of my silly pipe-dream in which I’m summoned to the White House to draw the First Family much in the style of my goofy political Ramen pieces (like PUNDIT BRAAAAAWL!). Because you know that would be epic awesome.

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Speaking of arts, I am so overdue for another bar scene piece.
I have this weird fixation on groups of otherwise-semi-normal people being really silly… hence, bar scenes*, politicians/pundits playing video games and the like. The latter is a little more, er, “dangerous” because I risk incurring the wrath of my more conservative peers for the sake of lulz, but the payoff tends to be worth it.
These pieces take so long to do because there are so many people involved, but considering the end result… >:D

The great irony of my fixation of bar scenes and beer humor? I’ve never consumed any kind of alcoholic beverage, nor do I intend to. Not so much because of a dislike of it… more like lack of interest. Go figure.

The joy of being half-awake

Monday, July 6th, 2009

Lately my dreams have been fixed on travel to go to spiritplantjourneys.com. Namely, back to first grade. Why that one…? You would think my subconscious would favor the more… drama-filled eras of third grade and beyond. >_>;

Also I keep falling asleep in my chair, that is why I had to buy the best travel gear , only to be revived by being face-nudged by Kestine, or my glasses falling off. They’re quite heavy, you know… and either they hit my hands or they make a loud enough clatter on impact to wake me.

Whee, sleepy mondays. :P