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                <title>Unfamiliar Taste (reprise)</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 13:17:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Holy crap, I like did something and then posted it!  Either dA is lying to me craftily, or I actually have a few watchers, so thanks for lording over this page and now it pays off.  I did a couple of strips for T PET, an organization that published units for high school English classes (and maybe other subjects, I don't know).  They are, as you can tell if you do indeed care, taken from Fahrenheit 451, a classic and one of my favourite books that a high school teacher has ever made me read.  I did a couple of new things with them, and am overall quite satisfied, but I really mostly stopped working on them because my deadline loomed.  I might polish them a little more, but I have kind of burned myself out on them atm.  Which is not to say I am tired already of the drawingness, on the contrary, the unfamiliar taste of success has heightened my feelings of productivity and I am already exploding myself onto other fronts, and I'm once again trying to do that thing where I force myself to draw a little bit, at least, every day.  Yay.  Other things to look forward to: general scraps and sketches, fanart, lasers, more photomanip (I have been enjoying that of late), perhaps some fiction . . . though I would feel not cool about putting that in the same gallery.  I might make another account for my fiction.<br />Anyway, thanks faithful watchers, and half as many thanks plus ten to those of you who are looking at this page for the first time.  <br />~Sick<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SickOfDumb</author>
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                <title>the lost entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2007 14:45:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Appy-polly-loggies, my brothers.  It sure has been like a few days since I last updated this journal, much less this bourgeoisie assortment of artistic masturbation I pass off vainly at parties I wasn't invited to as a gallery.  The most recent of which, I have completed since the art world was rocked at it's foundations by my entrance into the most coveted of academic institutions, some art school.  So why, if I am now so exquisitely trained in the fine and coarse arts, subject to ungodly experiments to amplify my already superhuman powers of beauty and might conjuration, has this most hallowed of digital ground not been redecorated with the visually stunning fruit of my labour?  I dunno.  <br />
<br />
But soon, my little ones, soon, I shall be tormenting all of you with things I drew and painted and photomanipulated and even pulled from thin air, even things I never wanted to in the first place, and I just had to assuage the conscience of my teachers and mentors, who struggle daily with the moral dilemma of granting me a superb grade when I simply refuse to do the assignment as directed, assured in my own punk-ass way that my way is better, more right, and easier on the environment, resulting in more kittens for future generations.  Included in the speculated ejaculation of accumulated detritus of the design by-world will be typographical teaseries, badly drawn figures, scrap and drip test papers passed off as modern art, sculpture galore, virtual universes, watercolour belt buckles, and maybe even a picture.  I'm also writing a book.  <br />
<br />
So if you value your lives, your children's lives, or your expensive oak table that probably wont be able to hold that 20 gallon fish tank for very much longer, for gods sake, check back here in like a week, and comment on all you see, or I will most certainly die.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SickOfDumb</author>
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                <title>Hello?  Is there anybody in there?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Sep 2006 10:27:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just nod if you can hear me.<br />
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I have not posted in a while, mostly because I have not really been here in a while.  But, I have like three or four new pieces up, and I might continue this journal best I can.<br />
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Send me love, or I will cry.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SickOfDumb</author>
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                <title>Wo sein Eliote?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2005 01:00:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey there hi there ho there, you crazy  people.  This week was unconventional,  as the party has been split in twine,  and I, DYL<strike>V</strike>N, have still not heard from  Eliotes team.  So this week, we had a  guest star co-host, and if you want the  full story, you have to listen to the  audio blog, "<a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/49833/165157.mp3" title="right click to download, and pop into your iPod">Wo sein eliote?</a>".  Though  Eliote-less, the day was not empty  (like my heart).  Ressurecting an old  favourite, we trekked to Sunoco at 2:30  for some tasty cheap snacks, and  witnessed one of the most ghetto  dealers ever ; the wholesale car  electronics dealer.  He didn't look  safe, so we have no pictures of him, or  his customers.  We also had some  musical goodtimes, and in the end,  isn't that what really matters?  <br />
I know a lot of you have been wanting  BlogBot back, but he is still on the  loose.  If you see him, please call  1-900-SIK-ODUM, and immediately knock  him unconscious so we can come reclaim  him.  Also, if you see Eliote, because  I haven't, and I'm worried sick.  He  might be lost, or cold, and I would bet  large sums of money that he's hungry.   I'm also pretty sure that he has  contracted strep throat by now.  <br />
<br />
So this bad ass MC chick stopped by  from Germany or something, and said she  wanted a piece of the Sick of dumB  action.  <br />
<img  src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v 307/Flemchac/feb0de25.jpg" alt="Image  hosted by Photobucket.com"><br />
And I said "Lemme slice you off a big  nice one."<br />
<br />
She was quick to spot the spy in the  corner of my room and deal with him.<br />
<img  src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v 307/Flemchac/1c08d8eb.jpg" alt="Image  hosted by Photobucket.com"><br />
I wouldn't want to get on her bad side.<br />
<br />
Music was something that she admired,  so I let her in on some secrets.<br />
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She let herself in on a couple more,  locked away in Codas SongBook<br />
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I showed her a thing or two.<br />
<img  src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v 307/Flemchac/39020f64.jpg" alt="Image  hosted by Photobucket.com"><br />
I'm something of a bassist, myself.  <br />
<br />
She got the hang of it pretty quick.   Les, eat your heart out.<br />
<img  src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v 307/Flemchac/4ba2e9ce.jpg" alt="Image  hosted by Photobucket.com"><br />
She can almost reach the top of the  neck.<br />
<br />
I wore my borrowed Shyloh pin all day.<br />
<img  src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v 307/Flemchac/4d6ae058.jpg" alt="Image  hosted by Photobucket.com"><br />
Who wore a DYL<strike>V</strike>N pin?<br />
<br />
Some hardcore F&amp<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /> went down.<br />
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To Georgia, that is.  I hear tell it  was looking for a soul to steal.<br />
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We had a fair share of games too,  though.<br />
<img  src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v 307/Flemchac/40640d37.jpg" alt="Image  hosted by Photobucket.com"><br />
It took me three minutes to finish the  cube, I must be losing my edge.<br />
<br />
We didn't have any pizza, but I really  like this picture.<br />
<img  src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v 307/Flemchac/Pizza.jpg" alt="Image  hosted by Photobucket.com"><br />
We did have chicken fingers and coke  with lime, but I don't have any  pictures of that.<br />
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Anywho, thanks for stopping by, you  guys.  <br />
  have a Very Almost day ]]></description>
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                <title>You are beautiful, but you don't mean a thing to m</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2005 21:52:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was walking down a hall, in what I  assumed was a school. An amplified  voice was attempting to announce  something of seeming importance and  lucidity, but I will never know what it  wanted me to, because the crowd of  figures which I identified as students  were clamoring around the large  stairwell in the center of the  building. Unnoticed by them, I slipped  up the winding staircase, which was  longer than any stair these legs hath  tread before, and at the top I stood  before an immense auditorium. The room  itself, circular and tiered, must have  been at least four hundred feet across  in diameter. There were tiers of about  a foots height arcing like stairs all  around the perimeter, and more students  were located, some sitting, some  standing, on them as if they were  carpeted bleachers. The tiers went on,  ever upward, and I began to climb, not  able to see the top. The ceiling,  wherever it was, must have been  thousands of feet wide. Amongst the  cluster of people, I noticed a few  familiar faces, Aaron and Courtney, who  promptly beckoned me over to them. I  could not glean any new information out  of them, save that whatever was due to  happen would be great and exciting, and  that we are to be counted lucky to be  in attendance. At this point, fastened  to some fantastic system of support  beams, pulleys and rotors, a large  scale film camera and operator slid  past about ten feet to my right.  Towards the front of the room, near to  where I entered, the lights dimmed and  the croud grew louder, and I could not  make out for the smoke exactly what was  going on. Without realize wht I was  doing, I climbed up onto the camera  rig, and allowed it to float me over  the crowd, dozens of feet above the  floor. When that camera rig was coming  just about close enough for me to  decipher recognizable figures out of  the mist on the stage, I awoke. <br />
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And thought to myself, "Damn, what a  weird dream."<br />
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What came after that was even weirder,  and longer. The is DYLAN, the shorter  one, regaling the days events. To-day  was probably the longest day I  remember. I suppose it started at about  8:45-ish, and at that point I got up  off my couch, made myself some coffee,  and went to the computer to check up on  some things Sick of Dumb related, and  noticed that last weeks entry got one  ninth the comments as the week before  that, at three to 27 (which is  currently our record), and that our  DeviantArt fans are few and far  between, though, I suppose that's due  to the fact that we never have anything  to post (scannerless). So then, I began  to make a mix CD, which was to be part  one of my peace offering to Brian, my  roommates emotionally-adopted brother.  I've known him for a long time, or  rather, met him several times before.  But the last time I had seen him, we  talked for close to two hours about  music and things of the like. Music was  the aim of this weeks meeting, and so  one of our guest stars was Aaron, of  course.<br />
Anyway, Brian had recently purchased a  12 track recording mixer, and I had  recently had several troubles  concerning inter-band related affairs,  so Alex had changed his mind long ago,  rendering his mixer un-borrowable. So I  made Brian a mix CD, and selected three  DVDs he had mentioned wanting to see to  me, and put them in a little pile to  bring over. I then called David, who is  our robot, though a little bit better  built than blogbot (who is missing, for  some reason), and is our guest piano  player on the demo that Coda was hoping  to record, as was the whole point of  the gatherings of this weekend. Then a  call to Eliote, who was not yet awake  (and this was about 10:00, I think).  David was bringing a funload of things,  including but not limited to several  CDs I lent him, several books that all  three of the Codas had lent him, movies  that we had all lent him and his  synthesizer, which was moving in to my  house, since his house was too full of  computers. So I ate something, I don't  remember what, and then walked down the  block to Brians apartment. Brian  doesn't have a phone, and doesn't plan  on getting one, either, so whenever we  want to talk to him, we just have to  walk over and get in the building using  any key (because all keys work on that  apartment buildings door) and knock  real loud.<br />
Even though I waited until 1:15 to go  over, I still woke him up, which I felt  bad about because most of why I came  over was to borrow a $900 piece of  brand new electronics from him to go  play with it with three people he  didn't know and wouldn't trust even if  he did, but the CD and DVDs made him  happy, so he was more than willing to  put it in my hands for a few days. Then  he also tagged along back to my house  with me. David called about then to  announce his coming overness.<br />
The mixer is one of the most  complicated machines I have ever seen.  As Eliote put it, it could easily be  part of the cockpit of an... ]]></description>
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                <title>A reason to read my journal (Audio Blog!)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Mar 2005 15:15:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello to all you Jixos and Jixettes out  there, this week's 8th Day meeting is  just coming to a close and as always,  this is when we take the time to tell  you all about it. <br />
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First off, we'd like to suggest that  all you download our audioblog of the  week, now available in a new MP3  flavored format, recorded live on your  favorite radio station and mine, WSOD.  Go on, put it right on to your iPods  and other such portable mp3 devices, so  you can listen to our shenanigans on  your way to the office, the florist or  while you sit next to that homeless man  on the bus. <u><b><a title="Download and put it on your iPod!" href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/49833/155143.mp3">The WSOD Radio Hour</a></b></u>. Go  ahead, just click it; it's that easy.<br />
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For any one who cannot spell <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=mp3">mp3</a>, here  is an abbreviated account of our  delicious adventures this week.  Flemchac and Partook went off without a  hitch, and damn is this getting along  quickly. According to blogbot, who was  happily singing when I found him in the  yard this morning, we have about "29.62  fucking percent" completed. <a href="http://www.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&amp;friendID=6704555&amp;Mytoken=20050305151138">Ian Kazimer</a> , of <a href="http://www.ikinc.net/">IKinc</a>, has been most aggregious in  aiding our scanning of completed pages.  Our <a title="be my Very Almost friend" href="http://profiles.myspace.com/users/17665535">MySpace page</a> reached 52 friends,  like how our built-from-scratch deck of  cards did a few days ago. CØDA has  gotten deep into hardcore practicing  for this weekends upcoming demo  recording, and the CØDA section of the <a title="It's neat, I promise" href="http://www.angelfire.com/comics/sickofdumb/index.html"> official online internet website</a> has  become ever so much better. Our two  heroes' wardrobe was vastly increased  by way of <a title="Cool clothing for discount prices" href="http://www.avalonexchange.com/">Avalon</a>, and <a title="Art is the stuff art is made of" href="http://sickofdumb.deviantart.com/gallery/">DeviantArt</a> should  soon be blessed with more pictures and  shite. DA is always the first place our  picture go, so if you have the will,  thats the way. <br />
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Please excuse this weeks entry lacking  pictures. It wasn't feeling well. Thank  you in advance, and<br />
have a Very Almost day ]]></description>
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                <title>Unfamiliar Taste</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2005 18:32:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey there, fans from around the  world(read: a bunch of people in  pittsburgh and then one in new york,  california and florida)!<br />
<br />
<b>This is neat, I swear.</b><br />
This week we made the normal blog and  the audioblog so they fit together  nicely but both work on their own, too.   However, for reasons I can't figure  out, pictures do not appear in a  DeviantArt journal.  So if you feel up  to the challenge, go to the <a href="http://www.angelfire.com/comics/sickofdumb/audio.html">AudioBlog  page</a> of our <br />
official online internet website, and  download 'Unfamiliar Taste'.<br />
Then, schlep on over to our <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/sickofdumb/5434.html"> Livejournal</a>  and lookit the pictures.  <br />
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Or, just disown me now and never have  to deal with links again. ]]></description>
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                <title>The thing about being a cartoonist is . . .</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 22:00:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dear <font color="#800080">SickofdumBers< /font>, this is <font color="#ff0000">DYL<strike>V</strike>N< /font>, and this week was almost as <font  color="#00ff00">slack</font>off as last  week.  Two more pages were done,  bringing us to (although <font  color="#008000">Eliote</font> will have to  confirm the numbers for me) 20.5% to  issue one production.  Also, during the  week, our <a href="http://sickofdumb.deviantart.com/gallery/" title="pictures, drawings and other bits of art">DeviantArt</a> account was graced  with several more pictures from the  weapons photoshoot we had, so be sure  to check those out.  Actually, the  thing that's been a <font color="#00ff00"> blast</font> for me is a piece I've been  working on to be in the comic as an  'about the authors' page, because I'm  changing styles.  I'm doing a prtty  largely detailed sort of full page cross< font color="#00ff00">hatch</font>ing  piece, like <a href="http://images.google.com/images?q=Edward%20Gorey&num=100&hl=en&lr=&newwindow=1&safe=off&sa=N&tab=wi" title="awesome artist/poet dude">Edward Gorey</a>, or something,  and getting into it like I have been  has given me a second wind for the  regular <font color="#00ff00">comic</font>  page.  It's great to be able to bounce  back and forth between two separate  ideas when you are trying to write, or  draw, or whatever.  So this piece is  sort of spotting me in my time of  crisis, when drawing these guys hasn't  quite gotten to the <font color="#00ff00"> instinct</font>ive patterns I can do  sleeping, but is far past the boring  repetitive monotonous stage.  Anyway, I  guess thats about all we have for this  week.  Mayhap a summation of the  inbetween bits will surface in the next  day or so.   Oh, and in case I don't  see you; good day, good evening and  goodnight.<br />
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Can't leave without plugging the <a href="http://www.sickofdumb.tk/" title="We live here">Website</a> , our delicious <a href="http://profiles.myspace.com/users/17665535" title="Prove to your friends that you know us">Myspace page</a>, and our <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~sickofdumb/" title="The story of it all"> Blog</a>.  Oh, and issue two of<a href="http://space.whiskey-rebellion.org/" title="a wonderful culturezine">Positive and  Negative Space</a> is now out, so pick up  one wherevere they are and read the  four pages of super<font color="#00ff00"> secret</font> <font color="#800000">F</font>&< font color="#000080"&gt<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /></font> located deep  within it.  <br />
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On a strictly DA note, until we have  our own scanner, the only art that can  be posted are the ridiculous photos you  have been seeing thusfar.  We will have  sketches popping up about once every  week or so, if we're lucky.  Until  better times, just run with the little  guy, he knows what he's doing.<br />
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Have a Very <font color="#00ff00">Almost < /font>Day ]]></description>
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                <title>"Million Dollar Babies" - Fenton McVolun</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Feb 2005 10:41:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Greetings, Sick of dumBers, and anyone  who randomly fell across this blog.  If  you do not know why you are reading  this, chances are you have stumbled  into our clutches, and we think you are  cool enough to forward some of our  comic genius.  Or, you already know  either Eliote or Dylan, and in that  case, we apologize.<br />
This weeks <a href="http://www.angelfire.com/comics/sickofdumb/audio.html" title="SickofDumb.com/awesomestuff.html">Audio Blog</a>, entitled "<u>Why, I  ask?</u>", chronicles the past few days,  and is this time regaled to you by the  heroes themselves, as opposed to their  blogbot friend who they own and is also  their slave.  But they like each other.   <br />
Also, this is the last week to download  the blackbox/whitebag combo, as the  limited space on our crappy website is  pressing.  <br />
If you like what you hear, see or read,  leave us a note, or, if you like,  E-mail either Flemchac@gmail.com or  Partook@gmail.com.  Check on our online  internet website for updates, which  generally come once a week.  <br />
Things like artwork, photos and the  like are due to come next week too, so  please bear with us.  So to fans and  friends of the <a href="http://profiles.myspace.com/users/17665535" title="Myspace">SickOfDumb Myspace page</a>,  thank you for coming across this.  To  the perusers of our <a href="http://sickofdumb.deviantart.com/" title="making the pretty">Deviantart Account</a>,  thank you for your time and admiration.   And to our <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~sickofdumb" title="Read it, Live it, Love it.">Livejournal fans</a>, our first  and most diehard of buddies, we love  you eternally.<br />
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Thank you all, and have a Very Almost  day ]]></description>
                <author>~SickOfDumb</author>
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                <title>I'm just kickin' it, I'm counting the days</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2004 19:34:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A) First, recommend to me:<br />
1. a movie:<br />
2. a book:<br />
3. a musical artist, song, or album:<br />
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B) ask me three questions, no more, no  less. Ask me anything you want.<br />
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C) go to your journal, copy and paste  this allowing your friends to ask you  anything... if you want.<br />
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Wasn't that fun?  Hello mortals, I'm  back for some reason.  It sucks about  my lack of a scanner, because I'm  sitting on like twelve pics that want  you guys to see them.  It's saddening.   <br />
To-day was my first ever good hair day.   It was odd, I didn't do anything and  it looked more decent than usual, even  when I try.  It sure was a good thing I  didn't see anyone, though.  They might  have thought I was respectable or  something.  It was also the day I chose  to resell my textbooks, though  unbeknownst to me, it was the day that  the textbook buying man decided to take  less than half of mine. I think I paid  upwards of $250 for my books, random  prices on five books for four classes.   The book dude only bought two of them,  for $20 each, and they were the two I  actually liked, which is adding insult  to injury.  I actually would have  periodically read my webdesign and java  books, but I think I'm just going to  burn algebra and english.  <br />
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I am now working on an important movie  script.  It's a revenge story about  three hitmen, and at the moment its  still in physical written form.  As  soon as I begin typing portions of it,  I was contemplating posting them  short-story-like up here on my :da:  account.  You like?<br />
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Well, I'm about spent.  So the end, for  now.<br />
Nice DreamS ]]></description>
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                <title>Sentiment has got me feeling low</title>
                <link>http://SickOfDumb.deviantart.com/journal/4022372/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2004 19:53:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I have not posted anything new  since las entry, I think.  Flemchac and  Partook is still on, though my scanner  is shitcore right now.  I am writing a  new movie, and I thought I might put  things pertaining to that up, but then  I was lazy.  I have been the sad for  the last little while, and I am still  looking for something that will make  the sad get away from me.  I am doing a  party on Saturday, so maybe I can have  pictures from that, since that doesn't  need a scanner to happen.  I can't do  anything else here now except to link  shamelessly to other places.<br />
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people who i like and like me back<br />
<a href="http://xposionxfreex.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/x/p/xposionxfreex.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="xposionxfreex" /></a> <a href="http://davvblack.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/a/davvblack.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="davvblack" /></a> <a href="http://bluekitty.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/l/bluekitty.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="bluekitty" /></a> <a href="http://littlemissurine.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/l/i/littlemissurine.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="littlemissurine" /></a><br />
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people who i like but they dont know  who i am<br />
<a href="http://astrima.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/s/astrima.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="astrima" /></a> <a href="http://deviouselite.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/deviouselite.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="deviouselite" /></a> <a href="http://gatobob-spotty.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/a/gatobob-spotty.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="gatobob-spotty" /></a> <a href="http://sinisterkiss.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/i/sinisterkiss.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="sinisterkiss" /></a><br />
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<a href="http://www.angelfire.com/comics/sickofdumb/" title="it really is bad, don't click here">me stupid little website</a>, <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~sickofdumb" title="I guess this is funny occasionally">and the  likewise stupid blog</a><br />
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Since I am suck by myself, I took this  from a friends page.  Do it up, if you  dare.<br />
. Who are you?<br />
. Are we friends?<br />
. When and how did we meet?<br />
. Do you have a crush on me?<br />
. Would you kiss me?<br />
. Give me a nickname and explain why  you picked it.<br />
. Describe me in one word.<br />
. What was your first impression?<br />
. Do you still think that way about me  now?<br />
. What reminds you of me?<br />
. If you could give me anything what  would it be?<br />
. How well do you know me?<br />
. When's the last time you saw me?<br />
. Ever wanted to tell me something but  couldn't?<br />
. Are you going to put this on your  journal and see what I say about you?<br />
. How have I affected you?<br />
. What's the fondest memory you have of  me?<br />
. How long do you think we will be  friends?<br />
. Do you love me?<br />
. Would you hug me?<br />
. Physically, what stands out?<br />
. Emotionally, what stands out?<br />
. Do you wish I was cooler?<br />
. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?<br />
. Am I lovable?<br />
. What do you think my weakness is?<br />
. Do you think I'll get married?<br />
. What makes me happy?<br />
. What makes me sad?<br />
. Do you think I could kill someone?<br />
<br />
WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF:<br />
» I died from suicide:<br />
» I said I liked you:<br />
» I kissed you:<br />
» I lived next door to you:<br />
» I started smoking:<br />
» I stole something:<br />
» I was hospitalized:<br />
» I ran away from home:<br />
» I got into a fight and you weren't  there:<br />
<br />
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY:<br />
» Personality:<br />
» Eyes:<br />
» Face:<br />
» Hair:<br />
» Clothes:<br />
» Mannerisms:<br />
» Family:<br />
<br />
WOULD YOU:<br />
» Be my friend?:<br />
» Have sex with me?<br />
» Lie to make me feel better?:<br />
» Spread rumors about me?:<br />
» Keep a secret if I told you one?:<br />
» Loan me some cash?:<br />
» Hold my hand?:<br />
» Take a bullet for me?:<br />
» Keep in touch?:<br />
» Try and solve my problems?:<br />
» Date me?:<br />
» Love me? ]]></description>
                <author>~SickOfDumb</author>
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                <title>Bandages on my legs and my arms from you</title>
                <link>http://SickOfDumb.deviantart.com/journal/3943295/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Nov 2004 21:28:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As it turns out, I have been taking  quite a long time to post the actual  good stuff.  Right now, sicK of Dumb  enterprises has only one scanner at its  disposal (the one at Eliotes house, and  he is the one that is not me), and that  is having a mid-life crisis or  something.  I have upwards of twelve  pictures, which will all be posted in a  row when I figure out how to bring them  into the digital world.  These include,  but are not limited to :<br />
<a href="http://gatobob-spotty.deviantart.com/" title="creator of neat things">gatobob</a>'s contest submission<br />
<a href="http://xposionxfreex" title="look here">xpoisonxfreex</a>'s tattoo commission<br />
Bio pics for six of the <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/11537162/" title="bros wotjaozge">Flemchac and  Partook</a> characters (F, P, <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/12090246/" title="she is the coolness">Eltsa</a>, Coco,  Kat and Etius)<br />
Several photo's of us idiots pretending  to be cool.  Theres those at the <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~sickofdumb" title="we're dumb">Sick  of dumB blog.</a><br />
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Anyone who has bothered to read this  ought to check out this most recent  installment of our adventures, <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/sickofdumb/2982.html#cutid1" title="look over here, dude">Eliotes  third weekly birthday party</a><br />
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Until next time, umm, wait over there.   I'll be back, I think.<br />
Nice DreamS ]]></description>
                <author>~SickOfDumb</author>
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                <title>I've been pokin a voodoo doll that you did not kno</title>
                <link>http://SickOfDumb.deviantart.com/journal/3756337/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Nov 2004 21:18:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And there he was, standing just above  the horizon, with his idealistic world  in one hand, and the knowledge he had  acquired in the other.  The  deliberation began.<br />
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So It has come to my attention that  Flemchac and Partook, who are my  current comic heroes, need to exist in  greater amounts up here on deviantart.   I sometimes forget just how much no one  knows who they are, and I simply  confuse everyone.  So in a day or two,  the first minicomic will be posted to  here, so that F&amp<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /> can be shared with the  world.  <br />
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My fingers are cold.  If anyone wants  to see how a guy like me wastes his  time on the weekends, check out the  exploits of the SickOfDumb blog, in  which you see what goes into the  creative endeavors of such comic  genius.  You may not be able to tell,  yet, but in addition to drawing  seemingly random things, I also write  seemingly random things to go along  with it (like Donnie Darko always  dreamed of . . . ) and sometimes they  are mentioned within said blog.  One  day soon, I will fix our site, but  until then, you have nothing to go on.   I'll keep you guys posted, worry  naught.<br />
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Nice DreamS ]]></description>
                <author>~SickOfDumb</author>
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                <title>I've been thinking of drinking too many drinks all</title>
                <link>http://SickOfDumb.deviantart.com/journal/3649920/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2004 15:56:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Woohoo, I've been putting my stuff up  like theres no to-morrow, which is  justified because hey, there wasn't one  to-day.  Thanks to everyone who is  loving me, I'm glad that I don't go  unnoticed, like I assumed.  As of now,  I am working on the first published  work of Flemchac and Partook, to be put  in P&NS, and it's going swimmingly.  I  intend to post minicomics up to you  eventually, but as of now, nothing  makes sense removed from the  collective, and I wouldn't want to  drive you away.<br />
Also, stories!  Yep, but for another  day.  Ok then, love ya.<br />
Nice DreamS ]]></description>
                <author>~SickOfDumb</author>
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                <title>I've been trippin from sippin the drippin dirty wa</title>
                <link>http://SickOfDumb.deviantart.com/journal/3549773/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Oct 2004 12:28:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This is the firstest entry.  As of yet,  I only have two things up, though I  definitely have several waiting to go  up.  Mostly, this will be to showcase  My comic book characters, Flemchac and  Partook, but I also do bunches of  random things like painting, sculpture,  photography, poetry and digital crap.   Look back whenever you feel it, and  check, if you want, the <a href="http://angelfire.com/comics/sickofdumb/">SickOfDumb</a>  Website, it's neat, sort of.<br />
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Anywho, Nice DreamS. ]]></description>
                <author>~SickOfDumb</author>
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