I can't say I have MUCH time to waste at work on a daily basis, but there are always realllly slow days. And there are always colleagues with really slow days. Since I have to run to catch my train in a minute, I decided to give the good people that take the time to read my crap something to do.
Have fun...
Poke Alex in the eye
Virtual Midgetgolf
Dancing Shit
Virtual Legos
Virtual Etch-a-sketch
Football Volley Challenge
Virtual Bubblewrap
Virtual Juggling
Church Sign Generator
Virtual Kickups
Picture Caption Device
Virtual Classroom Cheating
Evil Clown Generator
Virtual Snack Machine
Virtual Coin Flipping
Extreme Ironing
Monstor Sumo
Knife Throwing
Pingu Bashing
Clay Pigeon Shooting
Escape The Blue Blocks
There. Now this is a blog.
Monday, January 12, 2004
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzennnnnnnnnnn
Ok.
I am calmer now.
I got quite a lot done even despite it being a relatively busy day at the office - even got to code some Perl in the line of duty, which remains my favourite programming language to date. So that's good.
Sitting at my office right now while waiting for a call back from London, and tossing a baseball up.
Don't ask, tis one of the things I do when I'm at work.
I am calmer now.
I got quite a lot done even despite it being a relatively busy day at the office - even got to code some Perl in the line of duty, which remains my favourite programming language to date. So that's good.
Sitting at my office right now while waiting for a call back from London, and tossing a baseball up.
Don't ask, tis one of the things I do when I'm at work.
"Dante ?! It was horrible, people started coming in and buying stuff.."
WAAAAAAAGHHH... I think I officially hate people right now !!!
Well, not so much hate as having had an overdose of their presence when really I wanted to work on The Grim DotCom. It also doesn't help that I'm towards comatose from a nearly perfectly complete lack of sleep this past weekend.
I spent quite a lot of time working on TGD, but people were visiting on Friday and Saturday (and, of course, they were welcome and it was fun, but both times we continued late into the night watching movies and whatnot - which I'm going to have to admit to having caused - and I really was getting exhausted) and then Sunday I made good on part of my pact with 'Becks' and watched LOTR II (the Extended version....)..............
I HATE TOLKIEN !!! If I ever meet him (presumably in the afterlife since he's dead and all - hmmm, I should have him come back in TGD), I'm going to KICK his ASS ! I don't mind the story, but why does everything have to be so damn FUCKING LONG ?!!! Yadda Yadda Yadda they travel, yadda yadda yadda, they fight, yadda yadda yadda they travel, yadda yadda yadda they prepare for ANOTHER fight. JESUS ! And then there's flashbacks that you don't realise were flashbacks till they're over, and all these characters getting pulled into the story with their entire life told to us even if all they do is capture Frodo and then let him go again... I'm sorry, but after nearly four hours of the Two Towers, my patience with LOTR is definately waning. Fuck. And I thought the Hobbit was a piece of crap. I am so going to make Becks read ALL of the Bone series in retalliation.
And then my friend Dave had trouble with his computer and having given him several tips several times on the phone (which was one of the reasons I didn't really get to sleep in on Saturday) and I decided to drop over there and get it to reinstall because it would have taken him DAYS from the sound of it.. and I had to drop off our old vacuum cleaner at the store we bought a new one because Vik wrecked it (after a mere 20 or so years of loyal service) and I only saw the Cul de Sac for ten minutes on Sunday night while waiting for a bus and some nutcase there still managed to tell me the same damn story SEVENTEEN times and there were annoying people on the bus this morning and on the train and FUCK.
I just hate everyone right now and you'd best stay away from me. I have no patience with anyone, clients are calling me again with really STUPID questions, and I really don't want to be here. I want to be asleep, at home, for a few days, and then draw and draw and draw and scan and edit and upload because I want that fucking half-year backstash BACK UP. PEOPLE SHOULD LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE !!!
Ok, maybe I just need to go smoke the first cigarette of the day.
Well, not so much hate as having had an overdose of their presence when really I wanted to work on The Grim DotCom. It also doesn't help that I'm towards comatose from a nearly perfectly complete lack of sleep this past weekend.
I spent quite a lot of time working on TGD, but people were visiting on Friday and Saturday (and, of course, they were welcome and it was fun, but both times we continued late into the night watching movies and whatnot - which I'm going to have to admit to having caused - and I really was getting exhausted) and then Sunday I made good on part of my pact with 'Becks' and watched LOTR II (the Extended version....)..............
I HATE TOLKIEN !!! If I ever meet him (presumably in the afterlife since he's dead and all - hmmm, I should have him come back in TGD), I'm going to KICK his ASS ! I don't mind the story, but why does everything have to be so damn FUCKING LONG ?!!! Yadda Yadda Yadda they travel, yadda yadda yadda, they fight, yadda yadda yadda they travel, yadda yadda yadda they prepare for ANOTHER fight. JESUS ! And then there's flashbacks that you don't realise were flashbacks till they're over, and all these characters getting pulled into the story with their entire life told to us even if all they do is capture Frodo and then let him go again... I'm sorry, but after nearly four hours of the Two Towers, my patience with LOTR is definately waning. Fuck. And I thought the Hobbit was a piece of crap. I am so going to make Becks read ALL of the Bone series in retalliation.
And then my friend Dave had trouble with his computer and having given him several tips several times on the phone (which was one of the reasons I didn't really get to sleep in on Saturday) and I decided to drop over there and get it to reinstall because it would have taken him DAYS from the sound of it.. and I had to drop off our old vacuum cleaner at the store we bought a new one because Vik wrecked it (after a mere 20 or so years of loyal service) and I only saw the Cul de Sac for ten minutes on Sunday night while waiting for a bus and some nutcase there still managed to tell me the same damn story SEVENTEEN times and there were annoying people on the bus this morning and on the train and FUCK.
I just hate everyone right now and you'd best stay away from me. I have no patience with anyone, clients are calling me again with really STUPID questions, and I really don't want to be here. I want to be asleep, at home, for a few days, and then draw and draw and draw and scan and edit and upload because I want that fucking half-year backstash BACK UP. PEOPLE SHOULD LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE !!!
Ok, maybe I just need to go smoke the first cigarette of the day.
Wednesday, January 07, 2004
Small Fit Of Nostalgia.
Sudden bout of semi-nostalgia of Philly.. been soo busy since the beginning of November that it now seems YEARS ago that I was there (as opposed to less-than-two-months). I'll go back there again - someday. Not soon again though. And I intend to save up first this time - the Bank Street Hostel was an ok place to crash but I really want to be able to sleep in, and to be able to return to my room during the day if I want.
Ahwell. A little shout out to the cool people ! *raises coffee cup* To my friends !
Ok, back to work again now.
If You Assume, You Make An Ass Out Of You...rself.
Somehow it seems inevitable as of late that people I hardly know bring up how my lovelife is. Apparently, the better I get at drawing my comics or the better Probeersel.com is doing, the more curious people seem to become if there's a significant other in René's life to counterbalance all this hard work. And it's most commonly women, and not the 'available' kind, either - there's ALWAYS something wrong. They're already spoken for, or you're clearly not their type (and often vice versa) or ANY other reason you can think of why this question should NOT really interest them - I mean, come on, be realistic. It shouldn't, it's none of their concern. They're 'just asking'.
Well, here you go: my love life is the same it's been for two years. I'm off the market: married to my art, very occasionally cheating on her with a one-night-stand, otherwise not available and not looking. And as far as I'm concerned, that's going to stay that way for the rest of my life.
Women who dared ask the first question can't handle this answer. I still don't quite know what to make of the look they consistently give me - I'm actually starting to suspect it's a cloaked version of jealousy - but they ALWAYS, ALWAYS decide to contradict me. The all-too-familiar "you never know what life brings" stories, or "I was convinced of the same for a long time and then I met HIM", or "well, we all know how THIS story ends: you'll be married in a few months". Look, folks, I'm not joking around here. I am extremely serious about my art and in the past my relationships have shown me that ANY relationship causes me to put it on hold or at least on very low priority, or otherwise I am "impossible to be with". I can't do that anymore - when my last relationship ended and I leapt right back into my comic work, I felt like I'd come up for air after two years of suffocating restriction. And my ex-gf didn't even restrict me, it was simply necessary for me to BE in a relationship. So, no go. I need my art like you need air. You can now all consider me a bad shoe lace: impossible to tie down.
But they always laugh condescendingly, seem to repress the urge to pat me on the head and go 'there, there', and pretend to be oh so wise because they assume they're right after all. Well, news flash. You're not, and this kind of talk is simply annoying. And if you're vain enough to assume even more then no doubt you'll assume I'm annoyed "because you're right" - no, I'm annoyed because I have always HATED people who are consistently wrong about you because they don't bother to know you, they only want to know the image they have of you (which is, most commonly, a projection of their own selves). My beforementioned ex-gf transformed into one of these people within a year of our breaking up. And she still can't figure out why I don't want anything to do with her anymore.
People who assume are generally clueless. Get the point.
Well, here you go: my love life is the same it's been for two years. I'm off the market: married to my art, very occasionally cheating on her with a one-night-stand, otherwise not available and not looking. And as far as I'm concerned, that's going to stay that way for the rest of my life.
Women who dared ask the first question can't handle this answer. I still don't quite know what to make of the look they consistently give me - I'm actually starting to suspect it's a cloaked version of jealousy - but they ALWAYS, ALWAYS decide to contradict me. The all-too-familiar "you never know what life brings" stories, or "I was convinced of the same for a long time and then I met HIM", or "well, we all know how THIS story ends: you'll be married in a few months". Look, folks, I'm not joking around here. I am extremely serious about my art and in the past my relationships have shown me that ANY relationship causes me to put it on hold or at least on very low priority, or otherwise I am "impossible to be with". I can't do that anymore - when my last relationship ended and I leapt right back into my comic work, I felt like I'd come up for air after two years of suffocating restriction. And my ex-gf didn't even restrict me, it was simply necessary for me to BE in a relationship. So, no go. I need my art like you need air. You can now all consider me a bad shoe lace: impossible to tie down.
But they always laugh condescendingly, seem to repress the urge to pat me on the head and go 'there, there', and pretend to be oh so wise because they assume they're right after all. Well, news flash. You're not, and this kind of talk is simply annoying. And if you're vain enough to assume even more then no doubt you'll assume I'm annoyed "because you're right" - no, I'm annoyed because I have always HATED people who are consistently wrong about you because they don't bother to know you, they only want to know the image they have of you (which is, most commonly, a projection of their own selves). My beforementioned ex-gf transformed into one of these people within a year of our breaking up. And she still can't figure out why I don't want anything to do with her anymore.
People who assume are generally clueless. Get the point.
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