i re-read the entire 18 volumes of monster today because i was procrastinating going to shower. the short bit with martin was still the greatest bit of the series, and that is why he's my second favorite character in monster. grimmer still takes the top spot. though, i couldn't help but wonder why my favorite characters tend to die in the story.
eva's conversation with dr. reichwein in chapter 161 is still by far my most favorite.
"people are strange things... sadness fades away with time, and only the enjoyable memories remain. we're built so conveniently, aren't we?"
"that's how we survive."
currently on break from inking page 3 of the gintama comics, and holy hell don't i need an assistant. i need someone who can draw backgrounds and not complain about drawing them. surely i can do them myself, but the process tends to be profane, and at this moment i'm making good use of the punching bag that my sister's friend got her for christmas.
i wonder, too. why would anyone give my sister a punching bag? has she been beating up boys?
recently i notice that when i make plans to go out with people, there is this slight, late hesitation after the plan's been set, and the first thing that always comes to mind is "maybe i should just stay home." this usually strikes me after the plan's been set, and i don't like flaking out, so i usually proceed with the going out. strange thing is, after i come back home, i'll always feel happy and glad that i end up not canceling the plan. it's like i'm conveniently made to enjoy whatever situation i end up getting involved in. i just noticed this recently, but i realized that it has always been this. does this mean i'm getting more and more anti-social? or am i just the kind of person who doesn't usually get excited over an upcoming plan or event?
you tell me.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
bloody christmas cards
i finished writing addresses on the envelopes of 42 people who wanted free reborn prints, including my return address.
and i realized that now i will have to lick 42 envelopes. bloody hell.
and i realized that now i will have to lick 42 envelopes. bloody hell.
home shweet home?
the thing i missed about home is not really the good food. while it is true that the food is good, the goods itself is scarce. it might be hard to imagine being home and not finding anything to eat, but most of the time, that's the case here.
the thing i missed about home is rather the existence of clean spoon. while this seems trivial, my roommate and i only have ONE spoon in the apartment in irvine and when none of us feels like doing dishes, eating became quite a problem. sometimes i even had to resort to eating with forks, because it seems like we have one spoon and a million forks. if the forks are female and the spoon is male, i have to say that it's one helluva happy spoon. however, if the forks are male and the spoon is female... poor spoon.
and then, sometimes we even run out of clean forks. it makes me feel rather uneasy to see that a million forks can all be dirty. when this happens and none of us feels like washing dishes, i had to resort to eating with my fingers like back in indo, or just drinking soup.
my laziness is rather amusing.
i'm giving away my AX reborn prints for christmas. i thought it would be nice to make people happy, especially the ones who like my drawings.
and then i realized that i have to write addresses on forty-two envelopes and regretted my decision immediately. at a time like this, an ipplepen, or simply just five arms, would really come in handy.
the thing i missed about home is rather the existence of clean spoon. while this seems trivial, my roommate and i only have ONE spoon in the apartment in irvine and when none of us feels like doing dishes, eating became quite a problem. sometimes i even had to resort to eating with forks, because it seems like we have one spoon and a million forks. if the forks are female and the spoon is male, i have to say that it's one helluva happy spoon. however, if the forks are male and the spoon is female... poor spoon.
and then, sometimes we even run out of clean forks. it makes me feel rather uneasy to see that a million forks can all be dirty. when this happens and none of us feels like washing dishes, i had to resort to eating with my fingers like back in indo, or just drinking soup.
my laziness is rather amusing.
i'm giving away my AX reborn prints for christmas. i thought it would be nice to make people happy, especially the ones who like my drawings.
and then i realized that i have to write addresses on forty-two envelopes and regretted my decision immediately. at a time like this, an ipplepen, or simply just five arms, would really come in handy.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
CHRISTMAS CARD BATCH UNO
for mkage@LJ for the awesomely vulgar conversations we've had the past few weeks, as well as sending me her recorded karaoke session in mp3. good blackmail material, i say. =D
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for tsubasa_gaki@LJ for the surprise of a box of home-made christmas cookies sent all the way from the land of canadia. they came at the perfect time too, because i was entirely out of munchies.
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for tachigonaoki@LJ for the panda socks and the endless gifts she has spoiled me with. a pink shirt, a panda toy, a panda beanie, einstein plushie, taking care of dinner reservations at AX, a pair of panda socks, etc., etc.
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for conor mooney for being an awesome editor and always being there whenever i need an input.
that is SANJAY the uglier, hairier sanji. i hope he gives you nightmare. he's certainly going to give me nightmares.
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for shiroro for always putting up with the stupid shit i say, and for always inspiring me to draw things that are hazardous to human eyes.
yes, gintoki and madao are in chopper cosplay. and poor hata ouji, it seems like his sole purpose of existence in the series is just so that everyone can yank the living shit out of his antenna.
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for SW for being my partner-in-crime in creating visual acid that burns eyes thoroughly, slowly, and painfully. i would never be this far down in the abyss if it weren't for you.
and yes, kondou is most certainly humping the christmas tree, even after he's passed out. yamazaki was actually really fun to draw, and i simply could not resist including typical gintama items such as a roll of toilet paper and a bottle of mayo.
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for tsubasa_gaki@LJ for the surprise of a box of home-made christmas cookies sent all the way from the land of canadia. they came at the perfect time too, because i was entirely out of munchies.
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for tachigonaoki@LJ for the panda socks and the endless gifts she has spoiled me with. a pink shirt, a panda toy, a panda beanie, einstein plushie, taking care of dinner reservations at AX, a pair of panda socks, etc., etc.
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for conor mooney for being an awesome editor and always being there whenever i need an input.
that is SANJAY the uglier, hairier sanji. i hope he gives you nightmare. he's certainly going to give me nightmares.
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for shiroro for always putting up with the stupid shit i say, and for always inspiring me to draw things that are hazardous to human eyes.
yes, gintoki and madao are in chopper cosplay. and poor hata ouji, it seems like his sole purpose of existence in the series is just so that everyone can yank the living shit out of his antenna.
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for SW for being my partner-in-crime in creating visual acid that burns eyes thoroughly, slowly, and painfully. i would never be this far down in the abyss if it weren't for you.
and yes, kondou is most certainly humping the christmas tree, even after he's passed out. yamazaki was actually really fun to draw, and i simply could not resist including typical gintama items such as a roll of toilet paper and a bottle of mayo.
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