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Jan. 25th, 2005
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Jan. 25th, 2005 03:48 am...I've gotten addicted to doodling in Flash, now.
And I won't be ashamed to admit that I am very VERY tempted to take my laptop into bio-lecturetomorrow this morning to CONTINUE fiddling around with this program.
OMG I LUFF EET.
I'm doodling King Solon Kantiligan Darnistille the Valliant, at the moment (okay, so... if you don't know who that is, don't worry about the background history ^^; he's an old-legends king of dragons from the back-history of Gallitrexia... he helped stop the wide-spread famines among the human populace and condemned the future practice of dragon flesh as gormet delicacies... yum :P)... If I can get this to animate? OMG I will love Flash forever and ever and ever amen.
*cough*
...I need to stop doing that.
Anyway, bored out of my mind. And I've had a little too much soda for the night. Considering the fact that I've only had a little bit of sushi to eat in a little over 24 hours (plus a handful of M&Ms somewhere down the road)...
...40 ounces of Mountain Dew is a little bit too much sugar to have taken in in the course of three hours.
WHEE! XD
EDIT:
AHA! I found my story :XD: http://www.angelfire.com/scifi/tardistales/errol3.html ... its collab between myself and an aquaintance from way back when... Don't bother asking, you're likely to wind up with a headache ;)
All you really need to know is the following description to understand what I'm doodling:
*As they file in, they come face to face with an enormous dragon, half again the size of his fellows, and very old. A strangely human silvery beard hangs from his snout, and his scales are a pale blue-green. Blue-white horns, almost like small antlers, extend narrowly from the back of his head, and an elaborate, gem-studded gold crown perches amongst them. He stares at the newcomers with only slightly grumpy curiousity*
And I won't be ashamed to admit that I am very VERY tempted to take my laptop into bio-lecture
OMG I LUFF EET.
I'm doodling King Solon Kantiligan Darnistille the Valliant, at the moment (okay, so... if you don't know who that is, don't worry about the background history ^^; he's an old-legends king of dragons from the back-history of Gallitrexia... he helped stop the wide-spread famines among the human populace and condemned the future practice of dragon flesh as gormet delicacies... yum :P)... If I can get this to animate? OMG I will love Flash forever and ever and ever amen.
*cough*
...I need to stop doing that.
Anyway, bored out of my mind. And I've had a little too much soda for the night. Considering the fact that I've only had a little bit of sushi to eat in a little over 24 hours (plus a handful of M&Ms somewhere down the road)...
...40 ounces of Mountain Dew is a little bit too much sugar to have taken in in the course of three hours.
WHEE! XD
EDIT:
AHA! I found my story :XD: http://www.angelfire.com/scifi/tardistales/errol3.html ... its collab between myself and an aquaintance from way back when... Don't bother asking, you're likely to wind up with a headache ;)
All you really need to know is the following description to understand what I'm doodling:
*As they file in, they come face to face with an enormous dragon, half again the size of his fellows, and very old. A strangely human silvery beard hangs from his snout, and his scales are a pale blue-green. Blue-white horns, almost like small antlers, extend narrowly from the back of his head, and an elaborate, gem-studded gold crown perches amongst them. He stares at the newcomers with only slightly grumpy curiousity*
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Jan. 25th, 2005 06:26 amWOO!
I've made an eye blink... ^^; heh.
http://www.deviantart.com/view/14485442/ or http://www.sheezyart.com/view/244209/
Both are the same file, just under different hosts. Go look :D
I've made an eye blink... ^^; heh.
http://www.deviantart.com/view/14485442/ or http://www.sheezyart.com/view/244209/
Both are the same file, just under different hosts. Go look :D
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Jan. 25th, 2005 09:58 amAmusement can be of many things... one could laugh at your face. Or to your face. Be laughing at you or with you... One can find amusement in how one seems, although one's seams could quite possibly be the amusement all together.
Its funny, really. I walk all about the library, looking for something to clear my head a bit. Eyes went fuzzy walking back from biology. They do that now and then, I don't know why. Quite possibly due to lack of sleep.
At any rate, I meander into the library, up to the fourth floor. Eyes clear and I mutter to myself odd titles here and there. "Nothing. Nothing? Nothing, tra-la-la?" I'm serious. There was a book entitled Nothing, though I cannot for the life of me remember the author. Curious, really, that a book white with black lettering should pop out at me so. Also curious that such a title would make me chant out something so silly from a movie for no reason.
Not finding anything worth keeping my attention for more than three seconds at a time (Oh, I love chanting Shakespeare, Dickens, Shelley and any other writer's name under my breath as I pass their volumes. It is most amusing, to be sure.) I made my way down to the 3rd floor... finding nothing, I jaunt to the second.
And I find this odd gentleman looking up at me from a reading table, apparently amused. So, of course, I smile back and keep walking. Straight to the back of the building to the other stairway. Yay, another stairway. Down I go, not bothering to look towards more titles, just looking towards getting out of the building and back to the dorm where I belong.
Who did I spy coming towards me at the stairwell in front of the main doors? Only that odd gentleman, beaming at me something fierce. Odd. Quite.
He stops me and mentions that I only had one glove on. And asked why. And for the life of me, you know what? I couldn't quite remember. Mind fog, apparently.
Library. That's right.
"It isn't a sort of fashion statement, then? Did you lose one of your gloves, perhaps?"
...nooooo.... I neglected to remember that I had taken the right-hand glove off and pocketed it as soon as I began to peruse the books. Kind of hard to flip through tomes with gloves on, you know?
...he wished me a good day and many more days to flip through books.
So, I suppose, he seemed amused due to my hand lacking seams.
...ignore me. I've been up for 25 hours. And I still haven't had anything more than a small amount of sushi and a handful of M&Ms.
Not to mention almost 60 ounces of Mountain Dew. *twitch* :P
Its funny, really. I walk all about the library, looking for something to clear my head a bit. Eyes went fuzzy walking back from biology. They do that now and then, I don't know why. Quite possibly due to lack of sleep.
At any rate, I meander into the library, up to the fourth floor. Eyes clear and I mutter to myself odd titles here and there. "Nothing. Nothing? Nothing, tra-la-la?" I'm serious. There was a book entitled Nothing, though I cannot for the life of me remember the author. Curious, really, that a book white with black lettering should pop out at me so. Also curious that such a title would make me chant out something so silly from a movie for no reason.
Not finding anything worth keeping my attention for more than three seconds at a time (Oh, I love chanting Shakespeare, Dickens, Shelley and any other writer's name under my breath as I pass their volumes. It is most amusing, to be sure.) I made my way down to the 3rd floor... finding nothing, I jaunt to the second.
And I find this odd gentleman looking up at me from a reading table, apparently amused. So, of course, I smile back and keep walking. Straight to the back of the building to the other stairway. Yay, another stairway. Down I go, not bothering to look towards more titles, just looking towards getting out of the building and back to the dorm where I belong.
Who did I spy coming towards me at the stairwell in front of the main doors? Only that odd gentleman, beaming at me something fierce. Odd. Quite.
He stops me and mentions that I only had one glove on. And asked why. And for the life of me, you know what? I couldn't quite remember. Mind fog, apparently.
Library. That's right.
"It isn't a sort of fashion statement, then? Did you lose one of your gloves, perhaps?"
...nooooo.... I neglected to remember that I had taken the right-hand glove off and pocketed it as soon as I began to peruse the books. Kind of hard to flip through tomes with gloves on, you know?
...he wished me a good day and many more days to flip through books.
So, I suppose, he seemed amused due to my hand lacking seams.
...ignore me. I've been up for 25 hours. And I still haven't had anything more than a small amount of sushi and a handful of M&Ms.
Not to mention almost 60 ounces of Mountain Dew. *twitch* :P
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Jan. 25th, 2005 01:36 pmEDIT: I just got an email from Kristy (leader of the VCU Works program) listing all of the jobs that have been taken. You don't know how great it feels to read, at the very bottom:
And know it's me :)
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Jan. 25th, 2005 07:56 pmWhat. The. FUCK?!
Some person (I'm assuming it was a girl) screamed to the top of her lungs as if she were being killed. So now there are loads of people in the hall asking who the hell did it and there aren't any answers.
Geez, I hate it in the dorm. -_-;
Some person (I'm assuming it was a girl) screamed to the top of her lungs as if she were being killed. So now there are loads of people in the hall asking who the hell did it and there aren't any answers.
Geez, I hate it in the dorm. -_-;
