Hahaha, this article has managed to break my art block.

http://www.comicbookresources.com/columns/index.cgi?column=bmb&article=2352

Better get to work, to make it to that top 10% :P


And remember to vote in my poll, to help me figure out what kind of story to make next.
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Chipping away at the to-do list...

Sketchyness. Last art of the month :d.



Lyric from "All Downhill From Here" / New Found Glory courtesy of www.azlyrics.com
( http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/newfoundglory/alldownhillfromhere.html )

You’re hiding something, ‘cause it’s burning through your eyes
I try to get it out, but all I hear from you are lies

Pre-Chorus:
And I can tell you’re going through the motions
I figured you were acting out your part
Once again, we’re playing off emotion
Which one of us will burn until the end?

Chorus:
Catalyst, you insist to pull me down
You contradict the fact that you still want me around
And it’s all downhill from here
And it’s all downhill from here

Your good intentions slowly turn to bitterness
Reoccurring episodes with each and every kiss
(Let’s go!)

Pre-Chorus

Chorus

And I can’t believe you pulled it off again
Or notice till it all sets in
You’ll deny it ‘til you’re at your bitter end

Pre-Chorus

Chorus

And you keep pulling me down!
(pulling me down)
(pulling me down)
You contradict the fact that you still want me around
And it’s all downhill from here
And it’s all downhill from here


Change the 'insist' to 'exist' and it's perfect._{That's what I thought it was before looking it up >.>}

♪ = ♥


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Hmmmmm.

photoshop elements, wacom ruby, maybe 2.5 hours

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Wallpaper. :D

1024x768

It's late, I'm tired, and this is a farking riot. xD

Oh yeah, what I'm up to-

Next 3 days off work. So getting some AG and other artiness worked on, maybe tinker with the website design a bit... I'm hoping to get the rest of Act 1 for AG done really soon, but a few of the boards still look icky. Also much cleaning to be had, and some piano practice as well. I should post a picture of the cess-pool that is my bedroom. It'd be good for a laugh. :d And my new swords and paintings I got at the art show over the weekend. Now I have a real katana to reference instead of that plastic piece of crap. :DD

All my other short(er) stories are also clamoring for attention as well, now that my mind isn't so pre-occupied with so much. There are, besides AG, 2... errr... *counts on fingers* 8 others demanding to be drawn. I think... A few others are still snoozing, thankfully. I try to work on all of them, but AG is the priority. BUT, in a couple of months, MG will take over because it will be going to Tokyopop RSOM. :d Gonna follow through this time. It better board out right, or I will be pissed, because it is kick-ass.

So, a short story *may* appear in addition to AG in the future. I dunno. One of them has really been coming together lately, so I'm going to grab Clunker and work on it until I'm so tired I can't see straight. :B

*EDIT- Updated my story list; there are actually 12 of them, counting AG. Dar Stories.

Mouse's left-click still broken, but I am gettiing good at navigating with the stylus.

Howl's Moving Castle was so good. I actually enjoy watching the voice-overs on Miazaki's films because they do such a good job. ^^

Okay, I had this crazy dream where I was still in high school, and for whatever reason these two random guys are there campaigning for their party's nomination for whatever.

Anyway... oi, how did it go... There was some sort of assembly outside and I decided to skip out and go across the street to the elementary school 'cause they have good swings, and H________ was the one by the HS instead of M_____, only for some reason there was this big abandoned building where the track should be.

Just then all these cop cars come pulling up with sirens on and it turns out they were escorting Al Capone who was endorsing one of the campaigners, along with Bob Marley. So I went back to the school to see what was up.

So Capone and Marly are making speeches in favor of Candidate A on the steps of my high school, and I'm wondering why the hell these people are here when I remember that the day before, I apparently went into that abandoned building and discovered that it was really a chop shop where cars are dissembled and sold for parts.

I casually drop a comment about that and they get really pale and all the cops go over there, and sure enough, chop shop. Then a girl I know from work shows up and says something like "I need a new head" or something about her head and then this other celebrity guy showed but and we were talking about something and then I woke up.

My first thought upon waking was along the lines of "What the hell?"

Almost as strange as the dream where I was in my grandparents' basement putting together a Barbie jigsaw puzzle with Trunks from DBZ or that one about the jungle-jim that smuggled cows...
But not creepy like the one where I was on a SWAT team and got my ear (and part of my head) sawed off by some serial killer. That was uncool. My ear hurt really bad when I woke up. :(

No more sugar and political comics late at night for Dar!

I think all of these subcultures (punk, goth, emo, prep, etc) are beginning to blend together. In my school, there are jocks who try to pass themselves off as punk, preps who dress like goths, goths the dress like preps, and all sorts of other strange mixes. Oo

The jocks (who always act like they are drunk) and the goth/emos (who always act like they are stoned) don't get on well.

Some of the underclassmen goth wannabe's rammble on in the whole 'valley girl' dialect. "Like, omg, we got trashed and like whatever"

Crazy. It's like kids can't decide who to imitate anymore.

I found out (the hard way) that trying to fit in with who's popluar doesn't turn out well waaaay back in elementary school. Our group in high school has been a strange mix of semi-preppy semi-jock loner band-geeky brainy artsy chicks with GPA's all over the scale and political/religious viewpoints all over the spectrum. But we all get on fine with the occasional squabbles.

And then people go around yelling, "DON'T LABEL ME!!" Of course people will always label one another as long as there are differences in culture/behavior. I'd sooner live in a world with lables than a world where everyone is the same.

Take me, I get high marks in school, but I'm not too serious about studying. I just look through my notes again before exams.
I like to wear black. Most of my t-shirts are black, and I constantly wear a black hoodie. With our school's logo plastered on it. Yep.
I don't do sports, unless you count marching band as a sport. It should be, we have summer camp, practices, and competitions. I do find it irksome when cheerleaders whine about how hard it is for all 6 of them to be in perfect sync. Guess what love, in a marching band there are between 40 and 400 people, and they ALL have to be in sync.
I am a notorious bookworm, but I'm also into video games.
I generally like to be by myself, and I tend to prefer the company of my pets to people. (except you, Mook, you are just annoying)
I write essays for the hell of it.
And of course I have a huge obsession with comic books. American, European, Japanese, political, newspaper syndicate, you name it. :3

People can label me all they want, I just don't care. X3

Fwah, I rant. I also own my own car. :P

DID THE SHEEP EAT THE FLOWER??!? Oo

Better now. I get angry at life sometimes. Frustrated with lack of scholarships and other college grants. >.<

Finally watched Advent Children. :3

*DON'T READ IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IT!!*

Okay, this is one of the top ten funniest things I've every read. :3

The Center for Disease Control has issued a warning about a new virulent strain of STD. It is contracted through dangerous and high-risk behavior, and is called Gonorrhea Lectim.
Many vitims contracted it in 2004 after having been screwed for the past for years.

Cognitive characteristics of individuals infected include:
anti-social personality disorders,
delusions of grandeur with messianic overtones,
extreme cognitive dissonance,
inability to incorporate new information,
pronounced xenophobia and paranoia,
inability to accept responsibility for own actions,
cowardice masked by misplaced bravado,
uncontrolled facial smirking,
ignorance of geography and history,
tendecies toward evangelical theocracy,
categorial all-or-nothing behavior.

Naturalists and epidemiologists are amazed at how this destructive disease originated only a few years ago from a bush found in Texas.

LAMO! XD

In Paint Shop Pro, if you set the line of a stroke on letters to the "whip" one and texture a red gradient for it, it looks like a blood spatter. ^-^

Okay, this was by far the strangest conversation I've ever had on the 'net, and I have to share it.

I got back from the doctors after having my blood drawn for like the billionth time this year when I decided to check up on some things on Elfpack. I was barely on for a few minutes when I got this message:

"you!"

I thought that maybe this was someone who I had talked to when I was active on EP, so I searched in my messages, but didn't find anything. So I replied:

"?"

her - "dmpys" (No idea what that means)

her - "you deleted my picture"

I thought about it for a second:

me - "On Elftown, yeah"

her - "HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW THAT"

I'm thinking, ookaaay:

me - "Pretty much figured it out from the first message."

her - "yeah sori bout that, Can u do that"

I'm wondering what she's talking about:

me - "Do what?"

her - "delete ppls pics, duh"

I'm thinking, be more specific, dearie:

me - "On Elftown. I'm not a guard here."

her - "ouch, ur a guard?? (shit) 0_0"

I'm thinking, I just said:

me - "On Elftown. Here I am a regular member."

her - "gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood Elftown sux and plus yu cant dirt on me coz UR not a guard here so there!
y did u delete my pic anyway"

I don't recall removing something from the name she has on EP:

me - "What is your name on Elftown?"

her - "NO FUCKING WAY AM I TELLING YOU!!!
Im not THAT much of a push over you know plus you cant do nothin"

Um, duh? That's exactly the point, I CAN'T do anything on EP, I have no jurisdiction there. So I told her that much, except nicer:

me - "If I don't know who you are, I can't tell you why I deleted it. It's not like I can to anything on this site, anyway."

her - "yeah but still I DREW THE FRIGGIN DRAWING *insert bazillion spaces* sori gettin a bit stressed"

I can recall enough to doubt that, so I checked my messages on ET and finally searched her birthday. All of this took about 3 minutes:

me - "Okay, *ETname*, deleted art violating copyright rules and a generated pixel doll banner."

(This is funny:)

her - "???????????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg how did yu find out that???! ??????? strange but woteva, dont care???????????? ^-^ ?!#@!

I'm thinking, are you f***ing stupid? Search engine, dur!:

me - "Just searched your birthday on ET and compared photos... Took all of 3 minutes..."

her - "WTF I H Y S M S D H" ( I get the wtf part but I don't know what the rest is supposed to mean)

her - "FuhQ"

And that is where the conversation ended. I think I scared her. Pretty damn hilarious. >:3

To top it off, her EP mood is: (bloody hell has she been everywhere)
So I set mine to: (Amused. God, that was funny.)

ROFLMAO! XD