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8.26.05/19:43 an increase in jealousity
She sent me something, but won't say what it is.
Today has been pretty good so far, too. I'm almost done with another big sketch (you might get to see it Monday) and I ordered another case of Skeleteens soda and the new Doughty CD. And got tickets for his next show in Indy on Oct. 16th.
Maybe I can't afford to spend money so frivolously, what with school starting next week and the need to buy books. I guess it boils down to not caring. I wanted to drink the man-mountain yesterday, but they didn't have it, so I settled for some Gold Gekkeikan and got a little sloshed. I think the rest will go toward my Monday night celebration. 8.24.05/11:29 let's go sailing
[street performer] 10.5MB .mov
And that guy was really crazy, with the juggling and the balancing and the fire and the whatnot. Definitely worth giving him a nickel, which would be about 4 cents in US dollars.
[let's go sailing] 1.9MB.mp3
That's a song I wrote the other day after taking some sleeping pills. Not so much the lyrics, but I think the music is really good at communicating the point I was trying to get across. I think. I don't remember. There's a beehive inside the siding of the house right by my front door, but I'm not going to kill them. I'm going to leave them as my evil insect army and teach them to do my bidding. Sweet. 8.21.05/10:22 darling and honey
[darling and honey] short story
And I can't believe I actually lived, er, wrote something so depressing. If I were a drinker, it might make me want a shot. I don't know what else to say, except to marvel at my awesomeness when it comes to picture editing.
One thing I can promise you is that my next post will be more optimistic, and might include some mention of my spontaneous trip to Boston and the reunion of the abunai sannin. Mad thanks to Jezza for letting me crash at his place, and to Quinn for being smarmy and entertaining, as usual. 8.18.05/05:13 how's yer goin, mate?
And all I can do is roll my eyes. I'm not ready to grow up yet! If I'm lucky, perhaps I never will be. In site news, I've extended the Dirty Haiku Contest until August 25th. The post below was saved over from July because it has all the rules in it.
To answer your questions about me and Maria: Pregnant? Ie. Still together? Toriaezu. Still in love? Zettai ni. Did you get married? Kanarazu kekkon shinakatta. Or maybe that didn't answer your questions at all. There will be a more in-depth analysis of Australia coming soon, so consider this an appetizer. 7.23.05/20:24 dirty haiku contest 2005 rules/prizes
You will be able to pick 5 special attacks/skills for your character to use, and the character can either look like you or a design of your choosing. For all prizes, you will get a copy of the PNG files made.
Again, either look like yourself or a design you pick. Have 3 special moves and a few other devastating moves that will do 9999 points of fierce damage to all heroes who dare oppose you.
Your villager sprite will read your dirty haiku to all players who talk to it. Not much of a prize compared to the other two, but you'll be infinitely cooler than all the people who didn't win anything at all, right?
Here are the rules: no dropping of the F-bomb, dirty haiku must have 5/7/5 syllables, must be dirty (duh) and shall be written either in English, Japanese, French, or Spanish. All haiku received written in other languages will be considered on a haiku-by-haiku basis.
all wet and
soapy
That was Sarah's winning entry from the 2003 contest, one of 55 entries she submitted to that contest. This year the limit is 10 per person, because I am lazy and writing that many haiku is almost a form of cheating. Also, I never archived April 2004 until just now for some reason.
Send all entries to jbaugher@rocketmail.com.
The contest ends August 19th. I won't be able to do updates for a few weeks, but I will probably still be able to check my e-mail periodically if you've any questions. I will miss all my loyal readers, both of you, and hope good things happen to you while I'm away. Ja, tanoshimi ni matte-imashita. |
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It's
pronounced so it rhymes with 'velocity.' Overall, yesterday was a
fantastic day. I found The Innkeeper's Song and The Last
Unicorn for half a farthing, and randomly ran into Jesse's sister.
Though neither of us knew the ingredients, she managed to make me a decent
Milky Way. Most importantly, Amanda got to go to the VIP Mike
Doughty show in Indy. He autographed her CD, too.
Slackers! The
Dirty Haiku contest ends tomorrow and I've not gotten YOUR entry yet.
Send it to
I
told you I'd give you a more in-depth account of Australia, but I decided
it would be more fun to write a fictional short story that in no way
represents anything that happened to me while I was there. Not even
a little.
She
said she wants me to become an adult, someone she can depend on. She
said if Americans are all like me she doesn't want to live in America.
She said I've never lived on my own so I don't know what it's like.
She said it's okay if she likes me and I don't like her.
Click
on this link if you want to see some of the pictures I took while I was in
Australia. I had many wild adventures there, from rafting to
watching koalas poop to riding a rickety little ski-lift looking gondala
across 10+ km of rainforest from 200 feet in the air.
first prize:
be a secret, playable character in the Daikon Warrior RPG
second
prize: be a secret, nearly unkillable boss
with sweet moves
third
prize: be a villager who walks in randomly
determined patterns