That's an 'i' folks. I don't mean 'kitty-kat' up there. so stfu.

I'm not in a good mood. I decided rather sweetly to myself that this morning would be great. After waking up to combination cell phone alarm/cartoon network, I figured I would skip breakfast and instead find my solution to wanting to scrobble and tweet about it automatically. Feeling accomplished, I threw my lunch in my bag, jacket on, fingerless gloves check, and helmet good-to-go, started up my scooter aand.. FAIL.

The damn thing won't start.

Stubborn, concerned about being late, frustrated, nervous, angry, and other feelings reminiscent of youth revolt, I continued to rev the engine, check my taillight, check the wire leading from my gas to the scooter, check the taillight again, run with it as fast as I can down the driveway, walk it through doughnuts in the street, roll it some more, and try it again. No avail. repeat. My right wrist is sore and my hand won't stop shaking.

An hour ago, I came in the door cussing. I've opened up the battery compartment, reattached the three wires to where they belonged in complete harmony and perfection. Four times.

I really was looking forward to coming in and cleaning screens today. Cleaning screens is part exercise, part zen. It's therapy. it's what I look forward to the most at work. screen cleaning, taping, un-taping, blocking, catching, pulling. in that order. oh well. guess I have a catch-up-on-things day. got a few calls to make, applications to fill out online, apartment to clean, and a scooter to fix.

Skeez out.

Dear Divine Being of Money, I want these headphones. kthnx.

thinking of starting and continuing a series based on [link] . what should I do next in this style? give a shout out plzkthnx



P.S. art/design dump to my gallery soon. so many projects I've neglected to upload..

Okay. I'm going to force myself to do this. Here we go.


this is my brainstorming and idea list that I developed while looking at this guide to writing an artist statment.


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` juicy, quality design, stirring color palette, twisted & gothy, technology-driven, utilizing potential of canvas, thematic,

` I like texture and type

` photomanipulation is my strong suit

` I am confident with using simple but appropriete shapes and letterheads for logos

` I love me some custom fonts, but would love to make my own even more

` my lifestyle in relation to computers, video games, and music is pretty well reflected in my designs, I think

` favorite tool: photoshop. my tablet pen. my sketchbook. my noodle. these tools make up my design life & without them I get very little done.

` favorite material: various papers and inks. quality paper and a good print job reflects taste, talent, and craftsmanship.

` what I like best about what I do: the creativity part of course! from the sketchbook to the print job, I want the design to be cool, creative, fun, and a little trendy.

` what I mean when I say that a piece has turned out really well: when I have gained more experience and wisdom than my previous best piece, and that is shown in the current one. a piece that turns out well can be as simple as getting back on the right track after accidentally taking two steps back from a previous attempt.

` patterns that emerge in my work: texture, type, and simple color palettes, are my strongest pattern. I also tend to lean toward styles that incorporate using simplistic techniques & styles as well as getting a little grungy with my fonts, brushes, and images.

` what I do differently from the way I was taught: sometimes I goof around in my program (photoshop, illustrator, what have you) before I even start on thumbs. I'll also sometimes narrow my artistic vision when it comes to something widely brandable like logos. sometimes the first ideas that pop into my head for that one can be just fine-tuned & made better, while brainstorming will just lead to awkward, complicated and misrepresented design.

` favorite color to use in my designs: lime green. depending on what element uses this color, it usually can be incorperated into editorial, web, and logo design. plus, I've always had an artistic fetish of sorts for greens.

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to be continued? . . .

In a dream I had, there was a fuzzy TV screen. It was slowly revealing a picture, but I was too impatient to wait for the reception to clear up. Walking downstairs, I turn a corner looking in a mirror. I am without any features, a pale flesh-colored and perfectly flat face staring back without eyes. This doesn't scare me. I expected it somehow. Downstairs, a whole family of faceless people are in their nightly routine: Faceless Mom sewing, Faceless Dad with a blank bundle of newspaper, and Faceless Daughter listening to a CD player, volume up, and I can hear white noise coming through the earbuds hanging from her long, thin neck.

Someone is missing.

Running outside I call her name, but I only hear it inside my head. A gurgled, muffled noise only escapes my throat, but there is no tongue or lips to express the sound correctly.

Snapping out of first-person perspective and into a third-person viewpoint fixed on the TV screen upstairs the reception has cleared. My mother's ghost flickers onto the screen.


That's when I woke.