Sexond Maya achievment (also after a tutorial)
La Spaceshit XD XD XD

Have I ever told you all how much I love anecdotes? (I probably have, but I'll paste these two anyway):

For example, Cary Grant is said to have been reluctant to reveal his age to the public, having played the youthful lover for more years than would have been appropriate. One day, while he was sorting out some business with his agent, a telegram arrived from a journalist who was desperate to learn how old the actor was. It read: HOW OLD CARY GRANT? Grant, who happened to open it himself, immediately cabled back: OLD CARY GRANT FINE. HOW YOU?

A more sophisticated anecdote concerns Sidney Morgenbesser, then Professor Emeritus of Philosophy at Columbia University. One day in New York City, Morgenbesser put his pipe in his mouth as he was ascending the subway steps. A policeman approached and told him that there was no smoking on the subway. Morgenbesser pointed out that he was leaving the subway, not entering it, and that he had not yet lit up. The cop repeated his injunction. Morgenbesser repeated his observation. After a few such exchanges, the cop saw he was beaten and fell back on the oldest standby of enfeebled authority: "If I let you do it, I'd have to let everyone do it." To this the old philosopher replied, "Who do you think you are—Kant?" His last word was misconstrued, and the whole question of the Categorical Imperative had to be hashed out down at the police station. Morgenbesser won the argument.

Oooooomg my first ever thingie done in Maya!!!


It's awful but I did it!!!!
XD

<diary:801132>
You used to listen to the radio all day long just to record "Your FAVORITE song of ALL time"

... "My life will go on" by Celine Dion. Several times over and over on the same tape, both sides... XD

Most of the other things mentioned there also apply, but this one just brought it all back.

And as it is my habit with webcomics, I'll link you all (or at least Silvie) into some funky pages. So here's some creepy crawlies that's awesome:

http://www.graphicsmash.com/series.php?view=archive&chapter=12375&amp;name=digger

Here's a quick course to ethics:

http://www.graphicsmash.com/series.php?view=archive&chapter=12906&amp;name=digger

From the house of [Elandain]


A Word on stereotypes

The world needs them. I need them. And I have as much right to sterotype you as you do to whine about my stereotyping. Besides, they do hold true. Stereotyping is simply grouping people with similar traits. So if you don't want to be called goth, stop wearing black lipstick and chains, duh! (i.e. If you don't want to be labelled, don't wear the label.)

Besides, what does it hurt? If someone calls you punk or emo... what do you care? Do you think your individuality is lost simply because someone stereotyped you?

The truth is, the harder you try to be a "unique individual," the more you become a part of the pathetic masses, lost in an endless search for individuality. Ironic, isn't it?

*agrees*

http://www.graphicsmash.com/series.php?view=archive&chapter=5082&amp;name=digger

Back when I was in college, which was...uh...'bout five years and some change ago now...I used to stay up late doing things of questionable legality and generally insuring that I would have a misspent youth to look back upon fondly.

There were a couple sure signs that you had stayed up too late. First the gray light of dawn would slowly, slowly creep up to the window, and you could see the alley behind the apartment, but hell, your pupils were so damn dialated, maybe it didn't mean anything. And then the guy upstairs would leave his apartment, walk down the stairs, and about thirty seconds later, his car would start, but that didn't mean anything, because people can drive somewhere in the middle of the night, too.

But then the paper would hit the door(for some reason I got the newspaper) and even the groggy "Whoa...lookit the colors, man..." conversation would freeze, as everyone looked to the door and the thump and wince a little. And then, as if the paperboy were the Herald of Dawn, the birds would start. They lived in a giant lilac hedge across the alley, and the first sleepy twitters would rapidly give way to a shrieking, gobbling, caroling cacaphony, as if the Finger Of God were stabbing down from heaven and into your left eyeball. Nature itself was informing you that you had Stayed Up Too Late.

And in the gritty grey light of dawn, as many generations have known before mine, nothing is ever quite as fun as it was the night before. This is the Hour when you discover that the only food in the house is ramen and expired milk, that your student loan paperwork has not been mailed, that the universe is a vast and uncaring void, in which your tiny speck is doomed to angst-ridden insecurity. This is the Hour of the Birds.

Of course, as many generations have ALSO known before mine, if you get a nicely soundproofed apartment and sleep until nine-thirty or so, you never have to see that hour again, except within the confines of your wombat's world, and life is sweet and good.

This is the ultimate truth.

I y-oinked this from Isilando's diary (after realising that I have a relation with him o.O)
It's a personality test thing... Dooo eeeet, diariers!
http://drawapig.desktopcreatures.com/


-you are a realist.
-you are innovative and active, but don't have a strong sense of family, nor do you remember dates
-you are analytical, cautious, and distrustful.
-insecure or are living through a period of major change.
-you are a great listener!
-the quality of your sex life: medium
Mine:
http://drawapig.desktopcreatures.com/gallery/2006/5/28/1107925.jpg

:D

I'm bored enough to do this :P (stolered from [ally])

and <diary:798804>

If most (10 or more) of the following statements are true, it is VERY likely that you are Goth. If the first statement is false, you aren't Goth. No, not even if all 16 of the rest are true. Of course, you would be readily accepted and most welcome amongst Goths for your strength of individuality and ability to appreciate the culture in general and themselves in particular.


- You feel the need to spend a lot of time creating things (music, art, poetry, philosophies, stories and the like)
I would have to question my career choice if not - 1

- Your creative efforts are often described as dark, shocking, scary, morbid or strange
Naw, I'm not a one trick pony, I can do other than that.

- You like museums and cultural centers
Yeah - 2

- You understand and even enjoy Shakespeare, Shelley, Browning or some other similar work without having to read the Cliffe Notes
Hmm, I haven't really given any of those a chance (I just plain avoid Shelley). But I do read the back-note-things when they are provided, I'm not big-headed enough to think I'll understand all aspects of the given text on my own.

- You know the difference between nihilism and existentialism, even if you don't really live by either
To quote Guybrush Threepwood "*shudder* Oh this is ridiculous." So that's a yes. - 3

- You really, truly enjoy music of many kinds
Score; but I also do not enjoy some kinds of music. But many doesn't mean all. - 4

- You are a very sensual person (aware of color, texture, sound, taste and scent)
I have no idea, honest. But to sound cool I'll say yes. - 5

- You don't understand why the people around you spend so much time watching TV
No, sorry, even I enjoy tv when something good or entertaining is on.

- You don't feel comfortable looking just like everyone else you know
Again a nope; I had my time back in the punk day when I just had to stand out; now I'll let my personality do the standing while wearing what I want and blending in.

- You do feel comfortable just being yourself, even if no one else around is anything like you
Why would I spend time with people who are nothing like me? *remembers ex-boyfriend* Oh yeah, that. I still hold that there must have been some similarity between us, even if it was "two arms two legs and a bellybutton in the smack middle". I dunno, no. I am the theatre, there's such a thing as masks.

- You wonder "why" a lot, and come up with some interesting answers
Like "why live"? </emo> Anyway, I can't really say I'd do that a lot, I read far too much to have original ideas :P

- You wonder "how" a lot, and often figure it out on your own
No, I R googleslut, to quote [Sunrose]

- You don't just reject something because you don't understand it
Hmm, I do on my playlist (it's sometimes boring to listen foreign being sung :P) and I did toss Umberto Eco across the room because he was being a complicated tosspot. >_>

- You base your opinions of people on who they are and what they do rather than what they look like
Sorry. A small tiny little racist in me. >_>

- You are not afraid of the unknown
That's the only thing I'm afraid of (well, among some other stuff like wasps and stuff)

- You are not afraid of the dark
Am.

- You are afraid of mediocrity
Am. - 6


Yeah I'm biased against thisness. I don't want to be any kind of goth, no matter how fancy a definition. They didn't even exist back when I was a kid.

<diary:798542>
This could have been written completely by me (except the stroganoff).

Heh:

Four phases of inebriation:
1. Laughing-monkey drunk
2. Roaring-lion drunk
3. Wailing-wolf drunk
4. Pissing-swine drunk

Blake Morrison: Justification of Johann Gutenberg.

Your Life: The Soundtrack
So here's how it works. Open your choice of music player [iTunes, Limewire, Kazaa, etc] and put it on shuffle. Press play. For every question type the song that's on. And when you go to a new question press the next button. DONT CHEAT (well, I skipped all hindi-songs because I can't understand or remember what they sing about) or it won't be fun. Ready? GO!

Opening credits:
Satumaa-tango (Fairytale-land tango) by Maija Vilkkumaa
("I have lived long enough that I can do whatever I want")
[Hokae, so welcome to the fairytale :3]

Waking up:
I'll be there for you (Friends-credits) by the Rembrants
("You're still at bed at ten, work began at eight, you've burnt your breakfast so far things are going great.")
[Could it get any more accurate, what with me having caught hypersomnia from Silvie]

Average day:
Wonder Wall by Oasis
("Today is gonna be the day when they're gonna throw it back to you")
[Meh]

First date:
What's This from Nightmare Before Christmas
("What's this, there's something very wrong... have I possibly gone daffy, what's this?!")
[Hehehehe. Wtf, a first date? XD]

Falling in love:
Bad Day by R.E.M.
("I paid it never mind, go away.")
[Not to be all emo and stuff, but accurate choice.]

Fight scene:
Ei Saa Surettaa (You mustn't be sad) by Maija Vilkkumaa
("Oh how it hurt the heart, hey what should I do")
[Meh, even my fight scene is emo :P]

Breaking up:
Accidentally in Love by Counting Crows
("So she said what's the problem baby, what's the problem I don't know, well..." or "how much longer could it take two curers just to cure it 'cause I can't")
[>_> This is... actually quite accurate, in a way. :/]

Getting back together:
Kidnap the Sandy Claws from Nightmare Before Christmas
[XD XD No getting back unless I take to a life of crime, what a joyful prospect]

Secret love:
Ei (No) by Maija Vilkkumaa
(Shan't bother translating lyrics, but the song says the mother prevents the "me" from doing stuff... XD)
[No such thing :3]

Life's okay:
If I didn't Have You (from Monsters, inc.) by Randy Newman
("Everyone loves you, you know. (Yes I know I know I know)")
[Meh, far fetched, possibly...]

Mental breakdown:
Man on the Moon by R.E.M.
("Are we losing touch?")
[Heh, funky.]

Driving:
A pirate I was meant to be from Monkey Island 3: Curse of Monkey Island
("No time for songs, we've got to move!")
[This'd be perfect car music if other people knew the lyrics too, and everybody played a part...]

Deep thought:
Kuolema Tekee Taiteilijan (Death makes an artist) by Nightwish
("Let me become what my child believes I am.")
[That's deep. :o It even has string intstruments. Music just doesn't get deeper than that.]

Flashback:
Turn off the lights by Nelly Furtado
[My playlist took "flash back" a little too literally. But it works since this song is already way old. :P]

Partying:
Town Meeting Song from Nightmare Before Christmas
[Yes, I have a strange concept of party >_>]

Happy dance:
Chicago by Frank Sinatra
("I love it; bet your bottom dollar you'll lose your blues in Chicago" and "They have the time the time of their life, I saw a man he danced with his wife."
[Heartheartheart!<3<3<3]

Regretting:
Rain, Rain Beautiful Rain by Ladysmith Black Mambazo
[No comment >_>]

Long night alone:
Hyvaa yota ja huomenta (Good night and good morning) by Don Huonot
("Stay for tonight, something's trying to hold you here. There's no such thing as a bullet proof heart.")
[A bit accurate, maybe. I <3 this song so much. The bassline's enough to give you an orgasm XD]

Death scene:
You're Beautiful by James Blunt
[No, I don't know why this song is in my playlist >_>]

Closing credits:
I am a bitch I'm a Lover by I really don't know anymore. I thought it was Alanis, but it also says Meredith Brooks sometimes >_>
[At least a good song to close with]

Sidenote: my playlist doesn't really suck this much :P It's just a weird coincidence :P

The hell?

In Dutch oompa loopma would mean: Uncle Dad Walk Mom (or something like that :p)

XD

I don't know where to put this (other than The Digital Painter's contest), so I'll just show it off in here:

Guilty but not to blame
http://elftown.lysator.liu.se/stuff/558_iippoAngel.png

GIMP, 2 weeks or more, working on and off.

I do so love when people I am supposed to work with and respect go all out of their way to disrespect me. Yes, do tell more about how much you despise all Christians for surely believing such lies as "omg so many animals can't fit into a boat!" must make them all weak and despicable. Hurrah for politically correct slander and discrimination! Christians aren't even people, are they?

If it wasn't for the RP Tournament, I'd quit council now.

Also <diary:663233>

http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=92013

Yay, I scored Batman. :3
I'm happy now.

Heh, this has a point:
Well, we don't have that many smart people from USA on Elftown. Even though there are many people from English speaking countries here, most of them are only here to chat around, while that just isn't possible for stupid people from other countries because they don't know English.

Heh.
03:35:12 [Jeccabee]: there was something I used to say when I was little whenever I had a weggy... "My underwear is crackin me up."

Tomorrow's goals (in no particular order):
+ return CV-submission thingie.
-save pictures on a CD
+go to library and watch La Vita E Bella. ;_;
-Shower and Wash clothes?
-Watch Cirque Du Soleil DVD
+ET-faffing

*edit*
I have the completely wrong mentality to make a CV. If you want to be hired, you need to brag with what you've achieved, but I feel quite awful doing that, it just goes against the me-ness of being modest and disappearing. >_>
I hate this module so much.