i slept from 7pm to 5 this morning because of the gym….
Run 800 meters, 100 pushups, 100 squats–run 400 meters faster pace 50, 50— sprint 200m 25, 25, sprint 200m 25 25. Run 3 miles, stretch and swim half a mile….ouch….
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hmmm…more to follow on my license and computer at about five…i'm running late.
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"skoolmunkee" Said:
I've only gotten 6 hours of sleep tonight, but I don't care, I am going to the gym! I might end up wanting to crash for a nap around 4pm but I don't want to skip the gym again. >:[
ONLY 6 hours? Man, that's ideal ^^
I got about 4 last night… So no exercise for me. -_-
I get 4 hours or less a night - it's not good and I'm always tired, but if I slept any more I wouldn't have any time to draw.
Hey, I'm actually taking years of my life expectancy just to draw comics and I bet you don't even appreciate it. :(
Is it so hard to pick up a few flowers on the way home once in a while?
Huh, my mother was right about you.:cry:
The problem with naps is that there's a period of about 20 minutes after I wake up where I really drag before the energy hits.I had a nap tonight. A good four hours…
Trouble is, now I know that wen I go to bed for real I'll sleep like crap -_-
I used to sleep 4 hours part of the day, work, then sleep 3 hours, work more, then go tobed again and repeat. So it'd be 7 hours staggered over a 24 hour period.
I LOVED that, but while that was ideal for my student days and for some of my graphic desin work, it's not really compatible with proper work hours. I could maaaaybe manage it though. Just :)
Run 800 meters, 100 pushups, 100 squats–run 400 meters faster pace 50, 50— sprint 200m 25, 25, sprint 200m 25 25. Run 3 miles, stretch and swim half a mile….ouch….Swat!
Hey, I'm actually taking years of my life expectancy just to draw comics and I bet you don't even appreciate it. :(I'll get some flowers for your grave ^__^
Is it so hard to pick up a few flowers on the way home once in a while?
It might just be that I only got an hour and a half last night, or it might just be that I'm getting more aggressive and irritable, but I'm getting really fucking sick of people arguing over pointless stupid shit. It is not that important who does the damn job, I just want it done. And I don't even want to hear why every theory, concept or idea on earth is wrong, just because some stuck-up, tit-faced, ass of a pig doesn't agree with it. Next person who opens their mouth to yap on about such and such subjective topic and shoot down everyone else might just get a sock to the face.
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I'm thinking about leaving DD. Or at least the forums Maybe not permanently, but at least for a good while. While I do enjoy following a few of the comics here, it seems to me like all the people who really made it pleasurable to stop and chat for a while have gone and poofed off somewhere, and the lack of comic relief is making things seem rather a bit stale and unsociable.
I finally graduated into the ranks of a full-fledged social worker today when one of my clients promised to kill me if I came by his family again. The only downside is that he lives down the street from me, barely even 100 yards away, so it's gonna be a bit awkward checking the mail every morning. I could almost see it though, us walking out, facing off and pointing imaginary guns at each other, if not for that whole he was so serious he was about to cry deal. His wife was trying to hold him back and his daughters were crying "daddy calm down" and blah blah and I just shrugged and told him we'd do what we had to. We were THIS close to fighting on the steps of the courthouse.
The cherry on top? He said this in front of a judge. Too bad it wasn't the one who had just tried the case and threw it out.
I'm not saying you don't make things pleasant, but since I haven't had much cause to actually be in a conversation with you I really just don't know you that well. I was more lamenting the leaving of some of the folks who I've talked with to a greater extent on the forums who made the experience enjoyable to me. I suppose I didn't phrase it particularly well.it seems to me like all the people who really made it pleasurable to stop and chat for a while have gone and poofed off somewhere, and the lack of comic relief is making things seem rather a bit stale and unsociable.
Ouch.
i don't know what swat means, but i know i should be doing my pushups now….
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so 2 weeks ago i faxed in my insurance paper work so i wouldn't lose my license. they got it and told me ten days….yesterday i called to ask why my license hadn't been reinstated, and they said because a week ago, they determined that it wasn't official and that telling me would be too much hassle for them.
so i had the right paperwork faxed to my insurance company, and then had them fax that filled out and back….and now it's gonna be 10 days…
Fingers crossed to get pus-filled pus-cat home today. HOPEFULLY!
Why do I always get "pus" and "puss" mixed up? Damn spelling… I will never, ever, ver master it! >.<
-Congrats Skull ^^
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I just remembered- In one of the dreams I has last night, I was looking out at the sun setting over the ocean and the colours were amazingly beautiful: Molten fiery reds, oranges and yellows, like the inside of a volcano, surrounded by solid dark grey-bluey/violet cloud, with the sea looking dark and silvery like liquefied polished iron ore.
VERY pretty.
Funny because it was a dream about shady business dealing and snarky interpersonal politics. I found the pretty sunset more interesting than the tawdry human drama.
Wow… made a quick car design. I wonder if it'll sell, or if I'll get flames from any fans of the show "Dukes of Hazzard". No, I didn't make a knockoff of the famous "General Lee" car. Rather, I chose a 1970 Ford Boss 429 and gave it an azure color, black stripes, a flag on the roof with 34 stars in it, "X-1" on the doors, and gave it the name "General Grant". Oh… and there's a blood smear on the left bumper/fender. :)
Update/edit: Whoa… I actually sold the car. Then again it had a buyout price. Went and modified the design to include that not so famous general's rank and a little more blood…
"Ironscarf" Said:
gullas Said:
But I thought you wanted me to do some step-dancing on your grave :'(
There's room for two, but no making out!
aaaaw man -__-*
Oh if you must - just keep the noise down!
When you find someplace better, let me in on it.I found someplace better - you made it, but it was deleted due to inactivity: ok, it was a little quiet, but with a few pot plants and a lick of paint……
Wow… I think I'm close to hitting rock bottom… Not only is my car broken down, but now I've lost my keys. While I'm glad to have spare keys to use, I can't help but think that there's someone out there who's willing to use every key on every house he can find 'til he finds the right one to raid… Looks like I'm gonna have to change all my locks tomorrow. :(
No idea on how I'll change the locks on my car, though. T_T
My pusy puss-cat is home safe now!
But he HATES being cooped up. Hates it.
Definitely NOT an inside cat. Don't know how I'll manage it till he heals enough to go out again.
heh… never raised him to be an "inside" cat, eh? I hope he gets better soon. :)
Apparently Arcee is one popular Transformers character. I sold my Forza Motorsport 2 Arcee (Shelby Cobra) for quite a lot of scratch… 250k creds in fact. I think I'll put up one more, but I won't put on a buyout price…
so last night was like a scene from a cheesy movie. i wanted to play my saxophone…which i haven't picked up in years…and i picked it up, and nearly cried because i couldn't remember anything….(notes, memorized songs etc) and then i found a piece of music that i loved my senior year (highland echoes) and as soon as i set it down, muscle memory took over and i was exstatic! i played that song so hard….for the first 3 minutes, then reality of not having conditioned my mouth set in, and i couldn't hold my lips tight, and it just started honking…lol….at least i can still play.
so last night was like a scene from a cheesy movie. i wanted to play my saxophone…which i haven't picked up in years…and i picked it up, and nearly cried because i couldn't remember anything….(notes, memorized songs etc) and then i found a piece of music that i loved my senior year (highland echoes) and as soon as i set it down, muscle memory took over and i was exstatic! i played that song so hard….for the first 3 minutes, then reality of not having conditioned my mouth set in, and i couldn't hold my lips tight, and it just started honking…lol….at least i can still play.Baker Street- Gerry Rafferty.
PLEASE tell me you can play that! O_O
And if you can't… you should UGH, best pop sax rifof all time.
I'm nicely buzzed after a few glasses of wine. I've forgotten how great that feels ^____^
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