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]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8497101/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8497101/ Mon, 17 Apr 2006 07:28:49 PDT
ANYWAY.

so no. for the past few months really, january abouts, art has been .. royally fucked mostly. I think it's my general lack of being in posession of a good sketch book. my job lot one just sucks assmar. too much assmar for it to even be a substitute. I don't know. substitute rhymes with prostitute.


ANYWAY.

I have two sketch books actually. that could be the problem. if I throw them both away I think I'll feel better about the situation. urrgghh. I dunno. It's. Weird. I'm like the anti-OCD but some things just need to happen in order for things to work for me. you know? waking up on sevens, persay. having cold hands.

ANYWAY.

so I think I should finish some things. I dunno how much of it will get posted. writing really fucked me up too. it's all quite distracting really. and when I dissapeared from here, mostly, I was drifting about fictionpress. GAY I KNOW. hah. hah. but no. I'm not sure which I want to focus more on. gorgeous art doesn't seem like it should be made on microsoft word, you know? or lovely faces don't seem like they should just hang around on printer paper.

ANYWAY.

other things are going well. I miss my girl. hickey's are dangerously easy to catch. hats should be washed at least three times a month.

that's about it. ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8438594/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8438594/ Tue, 11 Apr 2006 13:41:56 PDT
my eye kind of hurts a bit. but I actually replied to all of those crazy comments stuck in my inbox for like twenty or so years, so I'm feeling accomplished. no wait. that's a total lie. I don't really feel anything at all about it. I'm kind of sleeping.

a lot of sleeping actually.

I'll update things later. I haven't really drawn much lately. at all. for a few months. I need a sketchbook like a lot. please.

right so. I've got to go be twelve years old again. bye. ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8385157/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8385157/ Thu, 06 Apr 2006 14:34:11 PDT

I don't think this is deppreessioon. Just this weird need to drown myself in the shower. I have to sort things out. the greater half is all ill. so is the wife's brother. this is a downer. I think my hand is shaking way too hard to draw anything. be surprised this is getting typed. OH WELL. I wanted to be one of those obnoxious chornological journalers. you know. who never really update because they suck assmar. though. my art project is now in the art hallway. finally. hahah. and my hearse print is coming out kind of nifty. and I really want to sit in on photo tomorrow.

should be fun.

happy birthday, darling.


WE LOVE YOU VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY MUCH.



no coffee, I'm fine thanks. : D ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8333859/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8333859/ Sat, 01 Apr 2006 12:31:53 PST
you know, it's totally one of those days again. where your like, mmm, charcoal on my finger. mm. paint splattered freckles. where it just works. I couldn't be a dedicated oekakier perrson. my computers a total bitch, so a lot of the time when I'm in the middle of something (on paint or in photoshop) it'll be like, NAH. and just have a complete breakdown. and then it's like I really was sitting there for three hours doing absolutely nothing. WASTE OF PAINT OF TAPE OF TIME.

so I got my hands on some more jacked CDs jayeah. exciting? hell yes. I saw plato going to tennis while the mother was driving me to the father. who is currently in a sling. and unmenacing. either way, I'm now the proud legal owner of First Impressions of Earth, Lifted and I'm Wide Awake blah blah. I keep setting things on repeat. the obsessions gettting kind of bad, but that's how I work.

eh. I keep getting these on and off headaches. I'm not really sure what to do about them. so I just wait for them to skiddadle, and people look at me queer when I tap my head and go, "skidaddle now please". I'm just kidding. there's no one around to look queerly when I say it.

last night was good. me and the people perused around the new plaza. stopped at shaws. bought a coconut. found out Swishy Hair Kid has a name (AND A JOB). they call him Ted. I don't know if I'm going to use that name. I kind of like Swishy Hair Kid. anyway, Ozzfest kid was there too. though I didn't catch his nametag, because I couldn't stalk them that obviously. anyway. Ted and Ozzfest kid are awesome little buddy pal guys. I love them. at least they're not leaving next year.

so I also saw shandilynn and nathan out and about near shaws. not venturing together, but at different times. conversations happened. it was nice. I finally saw harold and maude. and lords of dogtown. new obsession with hearses and california stoner boys? WHY YES I'D SAY SO.

at least I'll have a few extra obsessions to fill in the stalker void when the fucking seniors leave. seriously man. I. I. I.

mmm. Happy fucking april first. Less than a week until the world celebrates my birthday. : D

shut up, I'm not conceited. hah. ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8305557/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8305557/ Wed, 29 Mar 2006 14:17:29 PST

- I miss my wife.

-the Them should spend more time together

-I need to stop stalking the Greater Half

-I need to finish more drawings. or just post more unfinished drawings

-the point is, I need to do more.

-the point is, I need to drop the expression 'the point is'.

-because it's getting obnoxious

-have to check that I'm not failing any classes

-because that would suck major assmar.

-I need to finish monstrous regiment. and hitchhiker's guide. why did I start them at the SAME TIME?

-sunday I want to go see slither and play third wheel

-friday I'm going to hang out with my art table and get the food de chinka. mm.

-in between then, I need to work on clocks. : D



sounds goodd. ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8272513/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8272513/ Sun, 26 Mar 2006 08:26:32 PST
overall, yeah, it was pretty bad. great if you're looking for another horror movie with the endless hick family who end up being all connected and all in for the same fucked up goal. it was a lot like house of wax, actually, just better, I'd say. it was great for all it's wincey parts, and I have to admit to being a fan of random people hacking.

but aksjsgs, half the time I'd get so pissed with the main character girl. I mean, the incompetant villian would practically throw his chainsaw away from himself, and everytime she had a goddamn chance, she'd do something so completely retarded I didn't care at all that she ended up getting hacked up. I mean, when the guy drops his weapon, you'd be better -grabbing- said weapon, instead of beating him with a girly fist idiot. and if you're going to hack off one arm, fucking get rid of the other one. christ. and don't be surprised about it later on when he comes after you pissed off and one-armed. GOD.

but yeahh so, I loved the ending. I was nearly scared until I realized hah hah hah, I'm not a texan.

although I probably won't be going any where south of virginia.

for a while.

D : ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8248821/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8248821/ Thu, 23 Mar 2006 17:54:24 PST Right so. this week has gone by relatively fasstt. which is. nice.

and I'm not getting a 66 in Physics. which is nice.

and I don't think I'm getting any D's at all. which is nice.

and my art project is finally fucking finished. which is nice.

and painting is actually over. which is nice.

and I've got a pile of new Pratchett books to seep through. which is nice.

and I spent the past hour listening to a lengthy description of World of Warcraft. which is nice.

and I might see my art people this weekend. which is nice.

and I'm pushing for an eyebrow piercing for the birthday. which is not going so well. but is nice.

and my dell digital jukebox is working again. which is really rather great.

and I'm still alive for the most part. which is nice.
but everything else fucking sucks OH WHORE BITCH SHIT FUCK DAMN
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: D ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8200141/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8200141/ Sat, 18 Mar 2006 17:48:26 PST o

right so anyhow. I found Digital Ash ina Digital Urn again, thus determining that thank you, the world is NOT OUT TO GET ME. at least for another day.

unfortunately, the songs are doing nothing for me except giving me strange urges to draw very pointless things, but I fucking goddamn LOST MY PENCIL. how is it possible to own but one pencil, and lose said holy artifact, you ask? oh. it's highly possible.

also, I am at hate with existence again. mostly because I ran out of money at the store. thus ending my spree, and causing me to curse my stock of pratchett books and their first borns.

PS- MOM DIED. ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8191786/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8191786/ Fri, 17 Mar 2006 19:34:50 PST
so I think I'm just going to sleep for the next two weeks.
and maybe sleep some too.

is there anything good on tv anymore? ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8181443/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8181443/ Thu, 16 Mar 2006 18:22:29 PST

So here's seven (OF COURSE IT'S SEVEN DON'T EVEN BE STUPID.) weird quirk-habit things about myself. I KNOW YOU'RE INTERESTED.

1. My thumb is double jointed, so I can bend it backwards in some almost-right angle line. And since I base my anatomy (YOU DIDN'T JUST SAY 'WHAT ANATOMOY.' SHUT UP.) on uh, my self, most of my drawings are double jointed. =]
2. I am a band magnet. I don't know how I came across half my favorite bands, seeing that the radio doesn't play American Analog Set or the Arcade Fire very often.
3. I'm quite on the verge of being a pathological liar. Except for the people I care to be obnoxiously over-honest to. that's fun.
4. the death of a friend would make me vaguely sad, but a broken headphone or a battery-dead creative zen breaks my heart.
5. I have an extra chromosome. Most people with extra chromosomes have down syndrom. I am literally mildly retarded.
6. I get very very obsessive about certain -things- and -people-. Seriously, borderline stalker. And I'll be completely into it for a few months, but then I end up getting loosing interest. ( ie Pokemon. Blink. Zim. JTHM.)
7. I LOVE 7's and Thursdays. For absolutely no logical reasons, but fucking Thursday the seventh would be my holy day. ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8128685/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8128685/ Sat, 11 Mar 2006 08:01:02 PST
Things are weird. I dunno. I'm not really sick but I feel weirdly ill. Talking to people and seeing folk seems to dissapate this. hahah. hah. Dissapate.

so I figure I should see more people? I don't know. I feel kind of like burying myself alive with my headphones right now. Just because it'd be nicer. ? I guess.

I stole this spoon from the danforth art museum. I dunno. Maybe it was to spite them because I fucking hate my painting class so so so much. I just opened a cabinet that didn't need to be opened, saw it, and needed it. Badly. now I'm just sucking on it. They should make flavored spoons.

oh wait. Lollipops. ;_;

I love hanging around in photo E period. I think this is my subliminal reason for not finishing my art project. no wait. It's just because I'm lazy.

I feel gross. I'm going to shower.

Hopefully I will not be this unstable later. akldgkahgjshgkjs;gsl'fds/ ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8076236/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8076236/ Sun, 05 Mar 2006 16:20:05 PST
I wish there were something better on tv.

Isn't it odd when people jump at something you think is just okay, mediocre at best, but things you nod at, like hey, this is real good shit, that actually mean a good part to you don't mean anything to anybody else?

or this one time. I remember freaking out, like seriously mental breakdown, because I'd lost my binder (back in sixth grade, when I actually did school work and shit). I was like, totally broken and shit, and then I'd found it two periods later and the worst experience of my life ended and I just went on with my day. It was such a fucking huge deal at the time, I didn't understand why everyone else wasn't like, freaking out. but then a few weeks later, some other kid like, lost their homework folder, with all their shit for everyclass and that, and I was just like, 'aw, sucks to be you'. It didn't affect me at all. but the kid was probably like having a panic attack and cardiac arrest and shit.

I have no idea what the hell that had to do with anything. THANKS BRAIN.

um, yeah. So I'm just getting back into drawing, which means I'm kind of pulling out of writing. weird, but I'm okay with it. ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8059923/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8059923/ Fri, 03 Mar 2006 20:25:34 PST
ah.
ah.
ah.


I'm glad I chose it over the shining. Because it was khglg;da;gldalovelovelove. So much.


Pointless journal entry?

Of course.


Things are being worked on.

Except for not tonight. : D ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8050096/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8050096/ Thu, 02 Mar 2006 18:49:57 PST I dunno what it is.

But something feels kinda.

Good?

I didn't know I could have ups this high. eek. I'm afraid of the low.

I should have some new stuff up .. soon? Soon. Some actual drawings. I'm trying to pause writing cause I really think I'm okay at it, whereas drawing is always a .. yeah. So I'm going to try and focus (oxymoron = Adria tries) on drawing and shiznit, because that's what I'm planning on going to college for and doing with the rest of my existence.

Clocks is waiting on my darling wifeface, so of course that doesn't count.

But yeah.

I should be doing some more stuff soon. The gallery still feels echoishly empty.

Not to mention, I'm hoping karma will have a hand in forcing everyone else to update more too, if I start it. Or it'll be a trend.

I'm a selfish whore. : D ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8017807/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/8017807/ Mon, 27 Feb 2006 18:03:54 PST why am i editing this? psycho.

i have decided a few things:

i talk too much

everyone doesn't update enough

I WANT TO SEE ALL THE SCRATCHES FROM YOUR SKETCHBOOKS UPFRONT, KICKING AROUND MY MESSAGE CENTRE NOW, BITCH. GET ON IT.

also: I need to fill up this galler.

notes to self:

wash hat.

do not use hairdryer while sink is running again, kthx.

brush that gross aftertaste out of your mouth.

buy more gloves.



-that's about it. ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/7855238/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/7855238/ Fri, 10 Feb 2006 11:27:40 PST



Ah, children rejoicing in the streets, parents worrying at home. It could only mean one thing: Medway's Annual Bomb Threat! Hoorah! A good time to be had by all, in the form of graffiti on the boy's bathroom wall!

You can feel the difference in the air! Everyone waits month after month, little ones put on safety goggles and parents surprise their kids with lovely gas masks. Medway's Annual Bomb Threat = definetly my favorite holiday.





You can't beat me up for making fun of it. Three years in a row, people. COME ON.




-wears celebratory colors- ]]> ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/7849553/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/7849553/ Thu, 09 Feb 2006 18:13:46 PST ~across-the-street http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/7694623/ http://across-the-street.deviantart.com/journal/7694623/ Tue, 24 Jan 2006 12:17:53 PST
He's looking through cheap ones, because my writing one (AKA, the computer in my room, AKA Marley, AKA my life) commited machine suicide and won't turn on.

I don't know when we're getting our grades.

But I'm thinking, you know, since they show up at our houses, I could totally grab mine before anyone sees it, store it away, and wait till the computadora is bought.

I'm a sleazy whore like that, and dammit, I need a computer.

67 in Spanish says I don't.

74 in Physics says I don't.


96 in English says screw them for now.

I'm going to do my homework tonight. We'll see if it catches on. ]]> ~across-the-street