My OperaCalm Like a Bomb
Thursday, July 1, 2004 6:42:44 AM
If only life could be lived without restrictions, then it will be lived to its fullest. It's been boring. Haven't done any driving since the start of summer. Haven't done anything besides those few days in New York and the wonderful dates with the even more beautiful Steph. 
I forgot to tell you. When we pulled into my uncles drive way and said hello, he said hi back, but instead of letting us in and yadda, he says, "Josh! I gotta show you the crime scene!" He was pretty ecstatic, so I listened. His next door neighbor, who is no more than ten feet from the door he uses on his house, shot her boyfriend. The bullet passed through his body, through the cheap fence, ricocheted off his main door, and punctured the bottom of his trash can. He said it happened just last week. It didn't phase him at all! It was hysterical! It didn't phase either one of us a bit.
Now back to current life. Insomnia is getting me at the moment, or I wouldn't be typing in here after a boring day. Nothing really happened. I got on the computer, found 7 gigs of songs to download, only to cancel them 8 hours later due to a whopping speed of .67 kb/s and standing strong. Anything in those 8 hours doesn't matter because it was nothing but blah and mac and cheese....no...really.
I called Steph around 7:30 to talk for 5 minutes before she was punted off the phone by her mom. Later on, she IMed me and I invited her over for tomorrow, she said she has to get back to me on that because she was punted off AIM to go help a friend out. A little while later, she IMed me again on that friends screen name, saying she got into a little scat with her mom, also mentioning that this little scat may possibly ruin the chance of her coming over tomorrow. Which, in turn, made me hit my head on the keyboard in much frustration. Then a minute later, she was punted off AIM because our friend let out a stinky one and she couldn't take the smell. What a friggin day!
I started up Pixel Pimp again after a ten day break. My main numbah one man P DAWWWWWG has been helping me with ideas and giving suggestions on how things should look. Although we are both white boys, we sure can come up with some crazy ass ideas for that comic. I have ideas for at least 5 new issues if I stick with the traditional three-cell style, which is what I'm aiming for.
...Megamedia is about to look at some job cuts...
Well, I'm off to get more frustrated with my sleep. I'll prolly pray that the almighty grant me just one friggin day with Steph. Is it so much to ask, mayn?!
If I post again tomorrow, then you know that my beautiful girl, Stephanie, came over. If not, then you know all too well that it was a shitty day.
c-ya
I forgot to tell you. When we pulled into my uncles drive way and said hello, he said hi back, but instead of letting us in and yadda, he says, "Josh! I gotta show you the crime scene!" He was pretty ecstatic, so I listened. His next door neighbor, who is no more than ten feet from the door he uses on his house, shot her boyfriend. The bullet passed through his body, through the cheap fence, ricocheted off his main door, and punctured the bottom of his trash can. He said it happened just last week. It didn't phase him at all! It was hysterical! It didn't phase either one of us a bit.
Now back to current life. Insomnia is getting me at the moment, or I wouldn't be typing in here after a boring day. Nothing really happened. I got on the computer, found 7 gigs of songs to download, only to cancel them 8 hours later due to a whopping speed of .67 kb/s and standing strong. Anything in those 8 hours doesn't matter because it was nothing but blah and mac and cheese....no...really.
I called Steph around 7:30 to talk for 5 minutes before she was punted off the phone by her mom. Later on, she IMed me and I invited her over for tomorrow, she said she has to get back to me on that because she was punted off AIM to go help a friend out. A little while later, she IMed me again on that friends screen name, saying she got into a little scat with her mom, also mentioning that this little scat may possibly ruin the chance of her coming over tomorrow. Which, in turn, made me hit my head on the keyboard in much frustration.
Then a minute later, she was punted off AIM because our friend let out a stinky one and she couldn't take the smell. What a friggin day!
I started up Pixel Pimp again after a ten day break. My main numbah one man P DAWWWWWG has been helping me with ideas and giving suggestions on how things should look. Although we are both white boys, we sure can come up with some crazy ass ideas for that comic. I have ideas for at least 5 new issues if I stick with the traditional three-cell style, which is what I'm aiming for.
...Megamedia is about to look at some job cuts...
Well, I'm off to get more frustrated with my sleep.
I'll prolly pray that the almighty grant me just one friggin day with Steph. Is it so much to ask, mayn?!
If I post again tomorrow, then you know that my beautiful girl, Stephanie, came over. If not, then you know all too well that it was a shitty day.
c-ya
