I don't have to turn mine in til June, but I don't get any money back. :[
I got home from walking the dog a little early and I saw I had a spare hour. So I decided to play fallout 3. 3.5 hours later I realize it's dark outside and I'm hungry and the dog is hungry and I need more priorities in my life.
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I do not understand my cat's obsession with my keyboard! Urgh.
Ach, tonight is my night to make dinner. I don't know what to make. Pea soup is easy, but I would have to soak the peas and don't have time for that. I wonder if I could get away with PB&Js? :P
Edit: Heh heh, my mom thought today was Monday because she had yesterday off so she started making dinner. :)
Edit edit: I think my cat is mad at me for pulling him off my keyboard so many times. He's passively digging his claws into my leg right now.
hmmm…first break…what should i do? wife's at work, so i cant call her. i only brought 4 changes of clothes, so i have to do my gym time at the exact right moment. Sleeping's over rated, and they moved the chow hall…
gawd, i've forgotten how much i hate the stupidity of this place. in the six months i've been gone, they've managed to build 6 new roads, take away 3, and shut down bathrooms that they've been building for 2 years. (they still aint done yet) build an entirely new chow hall, and make up a bunch of stupid rules.
the six roads they built, interconnect the old roads in a longer fashion. one of the roads that was destroyed was simple. go out, turn left, follow the road, Sleeping quarters!!! new road: go out, turn right, turn right again, turn left at 270* and follow the road to sleeping quarters. no joke. jerks…..
anyways, i'm wasting valuable time, i need to read Gods of Arrkelan, and then gym then eat, then work.
Project Wonderful never sent me an activation e-mail. So I sent them one telling them of my ordeal, which hopefully will get fixed soon.
I'm going to be making more ads soon, and I really want to have a PW so I can start advertising. Hell, I'll even advertise on my comic!
Oh, and I'm about halfway through today's page. So only 2 pages that will be done so far this week. Not bad, I mean, I still want/have to make 3 more to reach my goal.
These Pilot Precise pens are amazing, except sometimes it's a little hard to get the ink out, and they're a little small (I got the V5, they didn't have V7). So I'll have to check somewhere and get V7 ones. :)
Ahhhh excellent, i get to be with hulu-chan tonight. I dunno where my life was without her….*dreamy sigh*
And my mom is finally behind me as far as my future goes to getting into a university. My grades and motivation just plunked after i got out of high school-i had no goal in life and the college i'm going to now is just a life sucker. The problem is i've slacked off for a year now- i've got to start from scratch to get into uni.
I want to go to the university of Colorado (anything to get out of this conservative hickhole) and mom says i should live with my aunt and uncle after taking out a loan.
I've been trying for two fucking weeks to contact my supervisor from the last county I was stationed in, leaving messages every damn day, giving her status updates on these cases which are getting progressively out of control. NOW she wants to call me at 9:00PM on a Tuesday night and then refuse to leave me a message but page me instead?
No. Fuck that. I'm not on call and I don't care anymore.
I just got the job to create packaging design for a line of gummy candies that resemble smurfs. I f**ckin' hate the smurfs. It was a terrible show. This is going to be the most delightfully wicked and violent, yet appetizing and tasty looking design ever me thinks. I'm thinking I might show one of them taking a bite out of another's ass to keep it humorous.
I recently discovered that I have clinical depression. In other words, I no longer have any enthusiasm for anything and cannot motivate myself, people doing the slightest things irritate me for no reason, but I am desperate for human contact. Also, nobody gives a shit, including family. So here I am, back on the internet.
So my friend James just came over- he just cut his butt-length hair into a mullet. It's…
…words fail me. He looks like he ought to be rollin' up to the house in a '91 Camaro with a meth lab in the trunk, is what. Apparently it's a "playoff mullet", because he already has a beard, and… I don't know how that works. huh!?
curse you painter 11 being a giant resource hog,
simply waving the stylus over the screen spikes up the cpu usage from 20% to 60%
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on the plus side, i'm getting my 6d art pen sometime, so then it'll feel more natural instead of rotating the pen and hoping that it's aligned in the way that i want it to be.
So here I am, back on the internet.It's okay sea-cow, just know that you'll never be as pathetic as skullbie who right at this very moment is in my car at the parking lot of my college at 9pm using their super insane fast internet to download porn because i can't spare my bandwidth cap at home.
I like painter 11 since the brush doesn't lag so much as X(the lag was horrible before uuuugh)
lol
But to be encouraging, this really does remind me of Jess Calcaben, whom I reviewed years ago. I loathed Bilaran Wars for the same reasons as the above comic (yes and I ripped it apart the same way), yet the same author created the masterpiece that was Mute (which to this day I rank as one of the best webcomics I have ever read).
http://webcomicfinds.blogspot.com/2009/03/postcards-7-seek-and-destroy-anarchy.html
this made me feel bad and then good ^_^
My alarm went off this morning and I sat up in bed thinking, 'that can't be right, it should be bright and sunny in here and it's still dark.' Then the bedroom flashed purple and blue, but before I could think 'ambulance?' the giant crack and rumble hit the house.
Turns out there is a pretty awesome thunderstorm going on right now. I'm eating my breakfast pretending it's the apocalypse.
I recently discovered that I have clinical depression. In other words, I no longer have any enthusiasm for anything and cannot motivate myself, people doing the slightest things irritate me for no reason, but I am desperate for human contact. Also, nobody gives a shit, including family. So here I am, back on the internet.
Welcome fellow clinically depressed person. I know all too well what you're going through.
Time to work out those coping mechanisms and build a support network! Bullshit. Can't I just put long steel needles through my eyes?
Don't you love how at times everything feels like you're being tortured? Waterboarding? hah! We should just give those terrorists clinical depression. lol!
Watch your favorite movies. Do something you really enjoy or that you can lose yourself in. Both help. The long steel needles are just a bit too painful though watching the Classic SNL bit about them is great. :)
So i've wrote yet another short story i want to draw, probably won't make it past 5 pages again. In my defense this story has a unique premise and stuff(but not twists baaaw) but so did that werewolf one which i quit (i can still continue it just it got boring to draw since i know the ending)
My alarm went off this morning and I sat up in bed thinking, 'that can't be right, it should be bright and sunny in here and it's still dark.' Then the bedroom flashed purple and blue, but before I could think 'ambulance?' the giant crack and rumble hit the house.Hah, perhaps 12 years ago (or a little bit more) we had a thunderstorm (with no rain) that lasted for about 15+ hours. It started late at night, went on through the morning and finally let go somewhere in the evening.
Turns out there is a pretty awesome thunderstorm going on right now. I'm eating my breakfast pretending it's the apocalypse.
And I wrote a "destruction of atlantis" story :D
Sadly I lost the text, but I do remember it was a total destruction with lightning tearing out holes in the ground and mountains turning into volcanoes spitting blood and rotting flesh all over the place …until the continent sank and perhaps couple of thousands of people survived, haha.
Ohmagawd, I think I just saw my old nextdoor neighbour naked…our kitchen windows face each other. Thankfully I didn't see anything bad(I could see just low enough to tell there were no pants there), but his flabby old man tummy was bad enough. And I wasn't wearing any pants because…well, I'm home alone, why would I wear pants? I was wearing a long shirt, though, and I think it covered everything. Oh god, fuck my life. Why can't I at least have a young neighbour instead of a creepy sixty year old?
I just got called a poser for liking Descendents. I'm not even remotely a punk in the normal sense of the name. Normally, I'd shrug it off and not give a crap because it's music and I do whatever the hell I want, but this was freakin' vicious. This chick went off for like 20 minutes straight telling me why everything they've ever done was crap. I stopped listening after about 3 minutes, but it blows my mind to think that someone could be that anal about their music.
I should have told her I thought Blink-182 was the best live hardcore punk act I've ever seen.
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