"Whats yours is yours,
And whats mine is mine
And my dreams coming real
One game at a time
And the beat of my heart,
Is the engine that starts
When the fuel and the fire intertwine
Im painting the line."
Paint the Line (Ballad) by Kris StraubScroll down to hear the song. It's awesome.
Ah, first post of July! That means content month. Cool. Hope I can get this done in less than forty minutes. x)
See, I've got an appointment to get my hair cut at 11:30 where I work. I work in one of those little shopping centers, and my boss is friends with the hair stylist who has her shop there, nearly right next to us. Anyway, they've got a deal worked out: the stylist cuts my boss's and her husband's hair, and my boss cuts her dogs' hair.
Anyway, because my boss is just awesome like that, she's going to pay for me to get my hair cut by the same lady, because though they have a deal worked out, she still wants to contribute to the lady's work. So from now on I get free hair cuts paid for by my boss. How awesome is that?
So next time anyone sees me, it's going to be with a new 'do.
Okay, actually, the same 'do I always get. Which is cut short with long layers. I do it for practical reasons: short with layers equals little to no hassle, and about ten seconds to brush.
Plus, it'll take off like 20 lbs of weight off my head.
Anyways, I'm on a four-day weekend, which is fantastic. The day before the 4th was a little crazy, and I didn't get to leave until a quarter to eight. I got to deal with a customer who was slightly irritated when I told him that we didn't accept credit or debit cards [we don't have that little machine], and he didn't have cash or checks. I mean, no checks? I don't know, maybe it's just me, but I've always got a checkbook in case I have no cash, and a card in case they don't accept checks. Which I find stupid, I mean, a credit card is easier to steal than a check. Check requires ID and a signature. Credit card just requires a signature, something that can easily be faked.
I mean, seriously!
Anyway, he had to run to an ATM to get some cash, and my boss's husband [who is technically my boss as well] told me that I handled it really well. Apparently I'm getting good with dealing with customers. I've got this super-sweet voice and smile and everything. I even smile when I talk on the phone to them. But that's because if I smile when I'm on the phone, it's easier for me to portray a smile through my voice. Do you know what I mean?
Went to see some fireworks down at the beach with my Dad. He took a super-long nap so that he could go so late, since he had to wake up at 4 AM to go to work today. Anyways, it was a nice display, and someone had tuned in to some radio station that had songs coordinated with the fireworks and turned it up real loud. My Dad thought it was a CD but I was telling him it had to be a radio station, because all the songs blended together perfectly as one big song, and I doubt someone would go through the trouble of making that kind of mix CD. I mean, he'd have to be a DJ or access to a studio or something.
So I was right, of course. My Dad often says, "One day people will start listening to you."
I blame my age. People assume I don't know what I'm talking about because I'm so young. And I'm not saying that I know everything, I'm just saying that I get frustrated when I know what I'm saying is right and I'm just dismissed because I'm 18.
Maybe another ten years, give or take, and people will start listening to me when I say something. Or at least take my views into account. Jeez.
Saw Wall-E and Wanted this week. Okay, both were awesome. Wall-E especially. And Wanted was super cool in a fooly cooly kind of way. And if you don't know what fooly cooly means...
Well, that's okay. You just have to watch the Fooly Cooly series about five times to finally get it [since no one in the series really knows what it is either, you get like twenty different definitions that has nothing to do with each other].
Also been working on a cover for my book. Sent off the rough draft to my friends for their judgment, and showed it to my Dad. He's an artist and whatnot, and said I did good with my sense of patterns. He's going to see if he can't make the cover look like it's cracking open with light spilling through and casting rays. I'm sure he can. He's really good. SRSLY.
Uh, I don't have much longer before I need to head out, so on to the Content!
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Game of the month: Mirror's Edge
Official TrailerArtist of the month: Supercar
Last SceneStorywriterRandom thing: Craziness!
Crazy Japanese Zombies.Comic:
Starslip CrisisA warship turned into a museum goes back to war. Again. It's hilarious, it's a good story, and one of the main characters is a space pirate. SPACE PIRATES, MAN, SPACE PIRATES! Also it's done by Kristofer Straub, same guy who made the song I'm listening to right now. @_@
Art:
Escape from Neon City by OmeN2501I like Ike!
~Never follow a snake into its cave. That is the code of the hunter. The code of the mongoose.
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