Thread "The 2009 Rant, Vent, and Share thread" in forum "Comic Talk and General Discussion *"

Posted at 12:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

Whenever I want kittens to like me I pretend that one of my hands is another kitten who wants to wrestle with him.

They love that. Also, I find that cats that have been raised that way become far more attached to you.

Haha, my other cat(who is an awesome fat black cat) is hilarious when you do that.
That could work with this one, I suppose.

Posted at 2:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

God, there is no covering this road rash with makeup. And I have to work tonight. At least the bar's dark. The coffeeshop tomorrow won't be so forgiving. Why did I have to fall on my face? The important thing is that I will learn nothing from this. Nothing at all. And continue to do stupid shit for perpetuity. I wish I had a straight job. Like, Monday through Friday, nine to five. Doing something productive. That I enjoy. And that didn't involve being behind a counter of some sort. Or that i could afford to go back to school. Because I think I could clean up my act if I had a reason to. Right now? No reason.

Posted at 2:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

going out on a limb with my courage

Well so much for that, the more i think about it the more i want to put it off and the stronger that sinking twist in my gut gets. Seriously i wish they'd invent a drug for courage, even worse when people online are like 'just do it BU' when you know they're partly right but want to yell at them for making it sound easy.

I once read this article about how the way to get over rejection was to go up to random people and ask them out, that way after you got rejected so many times you'd be immune and someone was apparently bound to say yes. I bet 10000$ the dipwad that wrote that shit didn't try it himself. You'd feel like the shittiest piece of shit on the planet if no one said yes (come on some guy who you don't know just blatantly asks you out? weirdo alert)

Man….i just need to do it -_-

Posted at 2:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

The dog vanished Wednesday (I found her empty collar in the yard when I took her breakfast out), and there's still no sign of her. Not a distant bark, no disturbed blade or "doggie pile," and (thankfully) no evidence of roadkill on the busy highway that runs by the house.

I fear she is gone. What bothers me is I most likely will never find out what became of her. I am glad that we got her spayed and vaccinated during her stay with us, and she learned two commands last Monday. I hope she found a nice new family to live with.

I'm going to call the pound Monday to see if she was picked up. If not, I'll be putting away the brand new doghouse and dog bed I bought last week.

Posted at 3:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

Oh God, Hoarders is on. Someone get my mother away from the television!

Posted at 3:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

going out on a limb with my courage
Well so much for that, the more i think about it the more i want to put it off and the stronger that sinking twist in my gut gets. Seriously i wish they'd invent a drug for courage, even worse when people online are like 'just do it BU' when you know they're partly right but want to yell at them for making it sound easy.

I once read this article about how the way to get over rejection was to go up to random people and ask them out, that way after you got rejected so many times you'd be immune and someone was apparently bound to say yes. I bet 10000$ the dipwad that wrote that shit didn't try it himself. You'd feel like the shittiest piece of shit on the planet if no one said yes (come on some guy who you don't know just blatantly asks you out? weirdo alert)

Man….i just need to do it -_-

I know a guy who does pretty much exactly that. He's asked out most of the girls I know(including myself) and then some. He gets rejected almost all of the time…he's overweight, unattractive and has an obsession with WoW…BUT he's also had some pretty good girlfriends who were way out of his league.
So maybe there's something to it.

I just had to retype all that because the kitten was walking on my keyboard and shut it down for the second time today. -_-

Posted at 5:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

Wow, the things I'm learning while working on a simple 6-page comic. Finally taught myself to do flats for coloring (on a separate layer). This way I can just magic wand the specific area and tweak it easily. It's tedious work, but saves me time later…

On the other hand I noticed that while I am slower now, I don't have to cut as many corners as I had to when I was drawing on paper, so the overall results are much better. But now I have a dillemma.

That "vampire" script I was writing few months ago (and posting about it in my every second post, heh)? Well, I had the first chapter drawn, but now it looks like shit compared to the rest. Since I still have 400 or so pages to draw anyway, might as well redo that, and most likely aim for 48-52 page long issues (I've checked, with some minor tweaks/scene shuffling + couple additional pages here and there I can break the whole thing into exactly 10 issues).

Good: I can do it better than I did before, in color too. Also, I'd be able to start uploading the pages faster (and sell issues as I work ahead) rather than wait to the end of drawing as I planned.
Bad: Drawing 480 pages in color? Hmmm… Most likely bimonthly book then, thus it'd take 1.5year to do it.

Think I'll tackle something shorter first and see how that works out and then hit one of the longer ones :D

Posted at 5:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

YUS! I finally finished updating and uploading all my comic files as JPEGs! That didn't take too long, and now it won't kill people's computers! *High fives self*

Posted at 6:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

I had an idea for a comic that I reckoned I could manage, but I can't do the stupid jerk head git arse backgrounds.

Posted at 7:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

they did invent a drug that gives you courage. it's called liquid courage. aka, whiskey, for feelings, tequila for anger.

i'm having a lot fun. i spent all day riding four wheelers spending time with the family. sigh. it's been great to be home for such a sad reason.

Posted at 9:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

I honestly never thought I'd say this, but I really miss the old ball and chain.

Posted at 11:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

they did invent a drug that gives you courage. it's called liquid courage. aka, whiskey, for feelings, tequila for anger.

You shouldn't drink to make yourself feel better. It's a terrible, terrible way to live.

Posted at 11:09PM, Sep. 12, 2009

I've cleared off like 3 specific areas around my computer desk for my cats humongous ass to lay in but she keeps plopping right onto my mouse/textbooks/homework all the freaking time raaaaggh :gem: And then she gives me this 'yessssss >B0' look when i dig my hand under her lard to find my friggin pencil.
It's okay though i love her and her fatness.

I'm going clothes shopping tomorrow, I haven't wanted to in a long long time since it seems so pointless when you're out of high school, but i need some new shirts and those 'i didn't feel like coming to school today but did anyways' type hoodies(the soft pullovers)

On another note i unwillingly found out what 'spaghetti tits' are. Jesus h.p. lovecraft christ.

Posted at 12:09AM, Sep. 13, 2009

You shouldn't drink to make yourself feel better. It's a terrible, terrible way to live.

What if he's thirsty?

I honestly never thought I'd say this, but I really miss the old ball and chain.

I wondered why he's not there with ya? Because of work?

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Ugh. Horrible spot in the middle of my right check. It will take weeks to heal now after I picked at it… -__-

Posted at 12:09AM, Sep. 13, 2009

they did invent a drug that gives you courage. it's called liquid courage. aka, whiskey, for feelings, tequila for anger.

You shouldn't drink to make yourself feel better. It's a terrible, terrible way to live.

Sounds like you could use a scotch

Posted at 2:09AM, Sep. 13, 2009

I wanted to sleep in a little this morning but my neighbors started in right at 8am with their stupid conservatory construction. It sounded like they were cutting metal with some kind of metal saw. At 8am on a Sunday!

Posted at 3:09AM, Sep. 13, 2009

Can't sleep, feels bad man. I guess on the bright side i found out there's a GSA in town meeting thursdays of this month and october. I think might drop in someday, and the be like '….wrong building' when i see it's all gay guys. (i have nothing against it but i just can't imagine being the only girl there without totally ruining the atmosphere)

Maybe i'll take some courage liquid before hand…yes, that can't go wrong.

Posted at 3:09AM, Sep. 13, 2009

Can't sleep, feels bad man. I guess on the bright side i found out there's a GSA in town meeting thursdays of this month and october. I think might drop in someday, and the be like '….wrong building' when i see it's all gay guys. (i have nothing against it but i just can't imagine being the only girl there without totally ruining the atmosphere)

Maybe i'll take some courage liquid before hand…yes, that can't go wrong.

I'll pour another glass.

Or you could just take humorman's, he hasn't even touched his.

Posted at 3:09AM, Sep. 13, 2009

I wanted to sleep in a little this morning but my neighbors started in right at 8am with their stupid conservatory construction. It sounded like they were cutting metal with some kind of metal saw. At 8am on a Sunday!

Lucky you! Previous two summers the neighbours that moved in upstairs were renovating the entire flat… starting 6am sharp (you can't make noise 8pm-6am here). Entire electrical installation, new windows, removing a wall between two rooms (it's a non-supporting wall so it can be taken out), new floors, new layer of whatever you put on walls (had to tear down all to bare concrete)… results? four months total of powertools DRILLING AND HAMMERING AWAY for about 8 HOURS EVERY DAY!

Posted at 5:09AM, Sep. 13, 2009

Good time to be out of the house. :)

The longer construction work goes on the better I find(if it's constant). You get used to it then, you work out ways of dealing with it. Though if it's short or even worse; sporadic, then it's VERY hard to get used to.

When anyone does work near me I pray they keep at it for as long as it takes so they get it done ASAP! Then it's all over.
The house next door to me was partially dismantled and then totally rebuilt. That was bad enough but what was worse was that the builders were so inept and shitty at their job that after it was all finished those tardmonkeys had to keep coming BACK every now again and totally destroy and then completely redo some feature they phucked up the last time. Sometimes they were so bad at it they had to re-do the SAME thing at least THREE times.

The trouble with that situation was that the home-owner was stuck with the same morons, being unable to get anyone else to do it because her dad owned the building company and they had unfulfilled contracts with the inept subcontractors.

Whatever. Anyway, it meant that even AFTER I'd waited out the whole construction process, I still hadn't escaped it because the cretins would keep coming back sporadically to mess things up all over again. -Like Freddie Kruger at the end of those stupid Elm Street films, except with more people and a 3rd of the brainpower.