Wednesday, October 1, 2014


I just finished up a commercial on note taking for a school project. You'd think I was going to film school XD I'm far too much of an over achiever... I'm also practicing a lines for a play this fall. I do everything. My commercial has stopped rendering and is now converting in quick time... It never told me what it was converting to, but I'll just expect the program knows its stuff.
So, that dosn't work. View was stretched and the whole thing was mute. I'll just fix it in the morning.

Monday, September 22, 2014

Hello there.

It is currently 2049 hours. My face is moisturising.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

"Do what you wish with it."

Well, today was a tuesday, Chubber was fat, and I started casting some silicone molds. YEAH.
I should start saying things on here.
I did have an interesting dream last night, with characters resembling greek mythology.
It was a mythological story where there was a battle between these gods, and many of them died. In the turmoil, Earth turned barren, much like Mars. There was one man left. He met the god of magic, a very old man, who turned him into the god of Earth. He could suddenly do all of these things, though there wasn't much to do. To restore things, he went on a journey with the old god in a golf cart, and met a woman- The goddess of the moon. They got married soon after, and continued on their journey. Soon he made it to a large city (The dream wasn't really consistent, though this could have been thousands of years later when humanity was restored) and found himself bewildered- The human world was so inharmonious, so odd, as cars rushed around him. Someone started to come up behind him, and in self defense he attacked the man- To see that he wasn't really threatening him at all. So, seeing that the man was not sneaky but just slow to his standards, he turned him into the god of speed. This surprised the man, as he shot up into the sky with luminous green shoes. The earth god tried to find him to sort things out, which he eventually did. For a while he was in the human world, wandering in shops and in neiborhoods, finding the goddess of love (thought to be killed in the battle) disguised as a squirrel. That's all I remember.

Friday, September 5, 2014

I think I may have temporarily averted my hair crisis.

Yeah. There's always hair angst. I blame my hair for everything. It just so happens that when my hair looks cool, everything looks cool. The opposite is also true.
Why do I care? Being so vain does not really match my personality. I wasn't before- it's an insecure sort of vain. Usually I'd look into the mirror, and it's looking good. I'll just continue to blame my hair, and compare it to the likes of Jimmy Page and Roger Daltrey. I don't have one of those faces that look good with just anything.
Being insecure about my apperance just dosn't suit me- I wasn't insecure when I was a hopeless fat nerd child. It was when I looked decent, but far from masculine.
I need side burns. I'll look awesome in three years, I'll be able to make any legal change I want. I wouldn't be entirely financially independent, so I'd be able to save up enough for a nice jacket. I'd need insurance. I really need insurance, but I don't want to deal with that.
The acne will be gone in 6 months. CLAP FOR ME. Then it will be 48 days until I am 6000 days old. I need to put that on a calendar.

IN OTHER NEWS, I just completed my first AP Calculus assignment! I HAVE FINALLY REACHED MY GOAL I HAD WHEN I WAS 9 YEARS OLD- To take a college math course before college. I feel accomplished. I am probably the first in the history of my ancestors to have done so. YEAH FUTURE.
Wait a second- Will I the last of my bloodline? Will it just end right when someone takes Calculus? I suppose they could clone me from DNA samples.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Return to life as we know it.

Well, tomorrow I'll show up, and get things done. I just hope my guts don't fail me. There's something crucial I'll have to do tomorrow, something potentially awkward yet far superior in the long run. It'll be a learning experience, sure.
Other than that, I'm not too concerned about school starting up again.
Just thinking, soon I will have had this blog for 4 years. Sure, it's started to die off, but hopefully that will end and my posting will resurge yet again.
Chubber is afraid of crepe paper.
And I've been confused about the simplest of things. Hopefully that'll change. I'll make myself food tomorrow. Good day.

Monday, September 1, 2014

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Hello, there.

"I shouldn't have to explain my frame of mind to you." He said, nearly choking on his words. He had no idea why, but he did. "I just... I'm just tired of it all." He sat down and put his hand on his head. "I don't like it."
"Well, you got your life out in front of you to go this far, why can't you just keep on-"
"You're messing with stuff- That's the problem with all of you! Gosh, you were around generations and generations- Seen things I couldn't have dreamed. You'll be the oldest man alive, and I'll be dead. You will kill me, and you'll feel guilty for it, and then you'll find yourself some other bright young thing to get to follow you around, and plunge into your terrible, horrible machines." He took a tab of paper out of his pocket with shaky hands, placing it on his tounge as he always did. He sighed, then pounded his fist on the table.
"I told you they would lose their use-"
"Don't tell me what to do. I've had enough, and it doesn't matter." He folded his arms, staring at the flawless tiles below his feet for a while. "Can't you see- I doubt you can even feel that much guilt. Look at me- My own parent engineered me as some kind of relic. You're real, like all of the old ones and the ones that don't have a billion pennies to their names. Dark eyes and wiry hair, a longer face and large hands. I'm something they fished out of somewhere far from nostalgic, some kind of prehistoric joke. Like all of my generation. I probably don't have any real DNA in me, with this yellowish hair and pale eyes- Just like the movies. Like some sort of toy, and I still get those odd looks from people. Whoever did this to me didn't even have the decency to stick around."
"In my time people were different. I remember when-"
"And I don't. There is no way for you to know what that is like. You have seen the rise and fall of civilizations, you have walked upon open, living soil. You have seen the sky a blue that I can never see. You have expirienced life, and belonged to it, and you still want to mess around things you have no buisness with."
"Alkyrteen, it's discovering a new world, discovering many new worlds, risking sacrifice for discovery of wonderous things, that's what we've dedicated our lives to."
"That's all I could do. It's all I could think, and I'm sick of it. I've seen things burn, I've seen people die, I've seen what I could very well become if I stuck around as long as you have. I've seen what could be the future, I could see the past. Some day, you're going to shove me into something that'll make me mad, or blind, or torn up into a bunch of rotting pieces. I am not an apprentice, but a slave to what you call 'Discovery'."
"You've got to stop taking those pills or whatever you've cooked up for yourself. They're killing your brain."
"You're not going to even say anything to me, then. Just going to walk off, because you're above anything that isn't cerebral after being so old."
"Look, I care about you. Is that what you want to hear? I care about you so much that I'm still going. This could have been my last trip out, could have disconnected when I was past the gravity shield and floated to the nearest star. My work had been the love of my life, and I was starting to lose touch with it. And you show up, giving me a spark of curiosity again. I'm going on with my projects, and you don't have to follow me. I'll go in myself, by myself, and hope that the radiation or atmospheres doesn't get me. If I had relied on anything else, I would have been gone a long time ago. But I relied on my brain, like a computer. I'm not real- I've lived for nearly nine centuries. You're as real as anyone I've seen, from the 23rd century to now. I may be reckless, but after all of these years, I feel guilt better than any other man in the world. If anything would happen to you, I would be through."

Saturday, August 16, 2014


I had solid food today. It was good. Most definitely.
I like food.
50 WPM, MAN.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014


I got my wisdom teeth out yesterday, and apparently I was singing a song about elements in the car over. I don't recall acting out of the ordinary. Then again, I can only recall slowly falling asleep, and then asking for a "special pen", one of the shiny pens they had on the desk. I remember thinking that if I remembered, I'd ask for the pen. And I did, because now I have one on my desk.
And now I know what I would look like if I gained 50 pounds.
 I cannot express how glad I am that this is not my permanent state of being.
It is interesting to be so rounded in the face- and the swelling just gets worse and worse. Tomorrow I may have a quadruple chin.

I miss my last week face.

Saturday, August 9, 2014


It's been a while. I CONTROL THIS. I can do what I want.
And I have a chubby fat cat on my lap, so I thought it was time to revisit this. There you go.
I found out today that Rhett and Link had a television show, Commercial Kings. WHY HAVN'T I SEEN IT BEFORE?
Fat purring friend.

Monday, July 21, 2014


Well, someone out there has recieved a letter. CONGRATULATIONS! That is a nice sized chunk of a word.
Today I suppose I made progress. How typical.
I want to order materials, but the shipping is far too much for my liking. What a pity.
I need spheres. Perfect spheres. 14mm, 23mm, 32mm, 16mm (most likely comes in a marble that I have), 24mm (another marble size, I think), 11mm, and 18mm (flexible size, could size up).

Okay, looked it up. 12mm, 25mm, 14mm, 16mm, and 19mm are all standard sizes. FANTASTIC. That leaves 23mm and 32mm. Those two are my two least flexible sizes and will be harder to find. I have found 23 mm, but it is a bit expencive. Worth getting, though.
OH. 32mm=1.25 inches. I'll try looking in inches. 23= .9 inches, a bit harder, though I've found it.
I'll just have to look at my marbles. I have a 16mm on the large side, a 24 on the large side, and unfortunatley that's it. I'll have to look around.