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deviantART: by:straightjacket http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:straightjacket&section=today deviantART RSS for by:straightjacket en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Wed, 02 Dec 2009 18:06:26 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png Hey! What was that you said to me? http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4456908/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4456908/ Sun, 30 Jan 2005 19:53:36 PST
Lots of work, thank you very much. Or atleast my splitting headache gives the impression that there is. My favorite lil piece of work right now is a cd case and book for art class. I'm using a copious amount of photographs that are simply not mine to get a good grade on it, and so that means no one will be seeing it on the net. Sorry guys, I value the photographer's copyright. It'll go no where else except up on my mantel once it's done

(though take my word for it, she's a beauty).

Other things though... I have to study for the SAT I'm taking in March will hopefully be the last one I take. I can't stand those things. I know being a student is way easier than being an adult but sheez. I hate those things....

But in the midst of all these things... Me and Cain are starting up a new site. We got tired of not having one to bitch about and tweak the design on, I think quite frankly. Hehe, the last one went down in flames, but this time we have a pretty good focus and we're going to do the design and all the coding beforehand now that we have server software. It'll be exciting if we get it working and people coming. I can't stop coming up with ideas and design widgets for it

I think one night I actually dreamed about the design

We were a little caught up on the name though, but we kicked around the name MigrantZipcode or MigrantTurf (product of a few searches on the dictionary.com thesaurus

). They have a nice little odd feeling to them... You sure as hell don't forget them as easily as some other names and they fit good with our subject matter. Kinda...

If you can think up a nice little name for us pertaining to traveling/wandering/adventuring and the earth or an area on the earth, I'd love to hear it.

Oh, also now my Oasis Album count is up to 4... Definitely Maybe, (What's the Story) Morning Glory, Be Here Now and The Masterplan. Hehe, I guess I'm kinda addicted to the hubristic little guys. For all their problems, Noel and Liam are great music makers. Dunno if I would like to hang out with them given the chance, though (hehe, hypothetically).

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]]> ~straightjacket Snow sweet snow http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4385048/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4385048/ Sat, 22 Jan 2005 12:00:12 PST
I think I'll go sledding....

Yep. With my aluminium sled.

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]]> ~straightjacket Fluffy happy-happy white stuff http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4359041/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4359041/ Wed, 19 Jan 2005 09:57:32 PST
All the adults are like, "Shit, snow!" and all the kids are like, "Awesome, Snow!"

I think the kids are right, snow is awesome.

It's piling up outside, but pretty soon I should go study for the physics midterm. I polished off the math midterm just now, but it was a long, gruling fight. I sweated. I cried. I would be surprised if I get anything lower than a C because all things concidered, I guess it wasn't that hard.

Ick. I suppose I should be doing something other than writing in my journal... which is why I'm stopping right n-

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]]> ~straightjacket I don't get even, I get odder. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4318390/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4318390/ Fri, 14 Jan 2005 12:14:05 PST Well, I got my multi-essay midterm done while the net was out, which I prolly wouldn't have gotten done had my internet had both been plugged in and working correctly.

I Carpol'd the hell out of my Tunnels though, I am in some severe world of hurt.

*sigh* The world works in mysterious ways.

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]]> ~straightjacket 2004's out the door http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4206762/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4206762/ Fri, 31 Dec 2004 21:33:46 PST
Millions more died this year than should have. War, Famine, Corruption, Deception, Big ass waves... Last year was pain.

Anyway, let's start this one off right.

First off, no wars without a reason and no Tsunamis. Let's all stick by our friends and let's all find someone special to love. Forget about everything you hate and just let go; last year is finally behind us.

Have a fantastic year everyone; I love you all.

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]]> ~straightjacket If she is electric can I be electric too? http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4163923/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4163923/ Sun, 26 Dec 2004 18:35:44 PST $246.88USD this season. Woo! I really should have constrained myself more... but there's next season to do that. Everyone liked their presents (I think...)

I got lotsa CD's on Saturday and it seems like my headphones haven't come off since I got up on Christmas

Top of that list is Oasis' (What's the Story) Morning Glory?. Sure it's mid-90's and they're broken up already. That album just plain rocks.

How did yours go, guys? What was the favorite thing you got? What's the favorite thing you gave?

And if you're Muslim, Jewish or Pagan, how was... uh, your saturday?

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]]> ~straightjacket Happy... eh. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4136125/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4136125/ Thu, 23 Dec 2004 12:28:19 PST © Sam Logan, 2004

© Sam Logan, 2004

Happy Whatever!

_{I love Sam Logan. [link] -- check out the comic and be prepared to be funnified.}

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]]> ~straightjacket No one can stop me from killing santa. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4097577/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4097577/ Sat, 18 Dec 2004 18:40:25 PST Belldandirah asked, Christmas is coming, looking forward to it? in her poll today.

My _(ranting) Response:

Really the only thing about the holidays I like are my friends. I'm not that into gifts (never have, I think). I just like the time to spend with/on my friends (I went shopping yesterday with them and I just finished wrapping their presents today).

What disgusts me is the toys little kids egg on their parents to get them. I guess this is because I used to do this and I got whatever the hell I wanted. I would get Power Rangers this, Legos that, and by the end of next month, I would have forgotten who gave me what or if I got it last Christmas or even the year before. It would eventually come down to the fact that I asked for so many things that nothing was considered special... And that's what I would hate to happen to all these little kids these days that we, as their relatives or whatever, fell obligated to give them a toy that will soon become anonymous.

Not the lesser-privileged children... of course they should get toys--all children should be able to feel the joy of getting something for Christmas--it's just that giving our children so much that they are able to be ungrateful and giving the lesser-privileged nothing is so selfish it's just plain disgusting.

Also, why do we need a season in the year to buy our family members things, to be joyful, to tell the ones we love that we love them? Why is it during this season that we in the "civilized" world visit the malls in droves to buy thousands of pounds worth of "Stuff" for our families/friends/dogs? Why do we feel the need to "get in the spirit" by dressing up houses and trees, play Christmas songs incessantly on the radio, and wear red, green and white everywhere?

That said, yes I did go to the mall to by things for my loved ones (which I do at no other time in the year), listened to carols on the radio, and wore red, green and white today while I took my little cousins to go see Santa so they can ask for gifts that, it would be fairly safe to assume, will slowly become anonymous in the coming weeks.

And to answer your follow-up question, yes. I'm a tool.

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]]> ~straightjacket Thank you, Lady-Blue http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4045480/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4045480/ Sat, 11 Dec 2004 20:52:59 PST
Anyway, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you times 1000 more, +lady-blue.

... I really have no way to expess my extreme gratitude for what you've given me... It'll be the best gift anyone'll give me this special month, I'm sure.

Thank you

]]> ~straightjacket Hey check out that * http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4044578/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/4044578/ Sat, 11 Dec 2004 19:05:47 PST I guess I've got a month to get used to them.

I love my new * ! It looks so much more fuzzy than my old tilde.

I'm estatic right now... I know things'll fall apart pretty soon, though right now I feel so good.

[link] That is mostly why. +lady-blue is the best!!!

Oh that and I went to this dance last night... I initially thought it would be complete crap. Mostly because I knew no one there cept my freshman cousin (nothing can get that scarring image of her in a strapless out of my head now short of running head-long into a brick wall), but I just didn't know if I should go or not. Something kept telling me in the back of my head, though, that I should just go. I know now why...

I never liked asking girls to dance. I never could get the gall up. Yeah, yeah, yeah, blah, blah, blah... So long story short, I met someone. Well, I danced with a few girls before her but she was... ugh, hard to describe (I'm sure you wouldn't care to read it anyway). Well it was just a relief to meet a girl who I was really relaxed around... I know it wont last for long--prolly not through the next week--though it just feels good.

I also did my new av!

It's real short, though I kinda wanted to get the old one off the page... since it's almost not fall anymore

Debating weither or not to do a winter ID... I might not make one or go a different direction this time. We'll see.

I also have a lot to show all 3 of you guys reading this journal.... I'm doing a real baddass water color in art (

) and I finished the corp. identity for Union Jack's Jolly Good Land and Air Tours. I've been working for facets too... Been doing odd jobs like making a t-shirt with Cain and I made an acceptance letter that provoked high acclaim from the teacher running the project.

Well, I'm off to have more fun with my sub and do... other... things... Now that I can have images in my journal I guess I should go make some

Wow

I'm pumped!

]]> ~straightjacket The small guys. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3997405/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3997405/ Sun, 05 Dec 2004 18:11:35 PST magnatune.com. Naturally there's some guys that shouldn't be allowed to touch a string instrument, but there's some fantastic artists on there, not the least of which is Brad Sucks. Eclectic indie rock slash electronica, some really fun stuff.

If you're into looking for new music to listen to, look there. They allow you to stream the whole album and you can pick your own price for the cd if you wish to buy it. Really nice place. ]]> ~straightjacket Wowwie http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3974144/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3974144/ Thu, 02 Dec 2004 16:57:25 PST
First off, my deepest appologies to anyone coming to my page to bash me about this or that

I'll try not to bring my bent up annoyance with the human race to the forums again, or if so, I'll make sure to stow it in the Complaints forum

I'm not usually like that I swear

]]> ~straightjacket I wish I knew what I know now... http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3927901/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3927901/ Fri, 26 Nov 2004 21:46:26 PST
I think I linked up some samples for you, if they work (You need Windows Media... It sucks, I know... Sorry)

_{Direct links wont work so I'm giving you the album pages...}

o Mr. Blue Sky by ELO. Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind had such a well-balanced sound track, though I think I liked this song (played in the trailer and the comercials) by the acid-and-mushrooms tripping beatles-esque group Electronic Light Orchestra... and it's not just because I love the Beatles, it's got one awesome beat on it.

o Ooh La La by The Faces. This is a song i just could not stop listening to when I was younger... I guess I just forgot about it until now. Such a nice acustic guitar track.

o Oh Yoko! by John Lennon. I know what you're thinking, but again, I didn't come about this in one of my Beatles treks. I usually don't go much for John Lennon's tracks after the break up, but I think I'm slowly growing into them. Again, a very nice piano-and-acustic guitar ballad for the lady we all know and *cough* love...

o Caring is Creepy and New Slang by The Shins. The Shins offer nice and laid back eclectic indy rock. If not imediately pleasing to the ear, over time it will grow to be one of the most pleasent sounds you'll ever hear... shame there's nothing more I can legally give you than these painfully short samples to show you how wonderful these guys are.

o The End Has No End by The Strokes. If you haven't heard The Strokes before now.... then you should start pulling your head out of the ground every now and again, it must be hard to breathe

o Brand New Colony by The Postal Service. An Indy group with a bit of electronica, it sounds very pleasing, at least to me. It sounds very sweet to the ear. ]]> ~straightjacket Aherm http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3915676/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3915676/ Thu, 25 Nov 2004 09:35:23 PST ~straightjacket Hypothetically http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3904568/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3904568/ Tue, 23 Nov 2004 20:40:36 PST What would you say if I said I didn't sleep well at night and so I stay up late, even on school nights, drawing and writing? If I said that I worked two jobs, plus babysitting, somtimes on weekdays? If my parents were always fighting, and one has confided to me about a possible devorce as soon as I was out of High School? If I have two siblings that rely on me for support? If my dad is always spending the money he makes on himself, drinking and buying the finer things of life, and thinks he can buy me, my mother and my siblings off with gifts? If I've had several problems with the opposite sex in the past, which on several occasions led to stalking and a scary situation, and in all cases led to me or my best friend terminating the relationship? If I can often not find things because I forgot where I put them or because I just don't organize them correctly? If in current history, I've found out I've developed a stomach ulcer and for a span of about a half a day, developed hives for an unkown reason? And if, because of all these happenings in life, my grades aren't exactly top-notch?

Would you say I was stressed? Do you think I should do something about it? ]]> ~straightjacket Dear dA http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3835292/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3835292/ Sun, 14 Nov 2004 17:24:24 PST
Your image servers are dragging ass. You're an art site Goddamnit! How about acting like one?

The end. ]]> ~straightjacket Your lips are moving, I cannot hear http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3808454/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3808454/ Thu, 11 Nov 2004 09:48:28 PST *cough*

*aaaaachooo*

Ughnnn... I feel like a zombie. I'm home sick from school and... well... here I am. I suppose I'll go work on some art but I got this terrible headache... Eh, sick's no fun.

I get to listen to the beetles all day long though... meeh.

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Im looking through you, where did you go
I thought I knew you, what did I know
You dont look different, but you have changed
Im looking through you, youre not the same

Your lips are moving, I cannot hear
Your voice is soothing, but the words arent clear
You dont sound different, Ive learned the game.
Im looking through you, youre not the same

Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight

Youre thinking of me, the same old way
You were above me, but not today
The only difference is youre down there
Im looking through you, any other way

Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight

Im looking through you, where did you go
I thought I knew you, what did I know
You dont look different, but you have changed
Im looking through you, youre not the same ]]> ~straightjacket Life. Always worth living, only on occasion tasty. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3753553/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3753553/ Thu, 04 Nov 2004 15:20:54 PST
Well anyways, a few things are turning up this november. Most notably, this country is screwed for the next four years. I am of course referring to [link] . A little harsh, sure. I would have used the words brainwashed but it serves its purpose. Eh, I have a 50-50 chance I might actually be going to the UK for uni, so for 2 of the 4 years, I might be lucky enough to be outta the country. I still mourn the death of 59,054,087 americans because I think I'll just go out and kill them now.

That said, ~Songomo thought I should stick some poetry in this year's Facets, an art magazine put out by students. If she didn't know I don't write poetry before she asked me... oh, she'll know by the time that thing gets published.

I'm sure you would all agree that I'm more a lyrics man.

Though... I gave it a shot... En lieu of song lyrics this time:

All the worlds a stage, they say.
On that stage is our life.
The play.
If this is the rising action, I cant wait for the fall.
There are cues that are doomed to be missed, lines that are doomed to fail, perfect soliloquies to be given only to the audience in my mind.

[continue perfect poem here, look for edits of this journal] ]]> ~straightjacket Mmmm... Brains. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3711029/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3711029/ Sat, 30 Oct 2004 19:39:34 PDT

Happy Halloween everyone!

Have an awesome day! Today I'm going to scoop ol' jack's innards into a roll of newspaper and then preceed to desecrate his corpse with a knife and a candle... Then maybe decapitate some poor, unsuspecting zombies with a 12-gauge in a RE splurge... then get my gear on and go out scaring little kids into having the best night of their young lives...

Best. Holiday. Ever.

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I was working in the lab
And light one night
When my eyes beheld
An eerie sight
When my monster from his slab
Began to rise
And suddenly
To my surprise

He did the mash
He did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
He did the mash
It caught on in a flash
The monster mash
Its called the monster mash

The laboratory in the castle eaves
And the master bedroom where the vampire sleeps
The girls all came from their humble abodes
To get a jolt from my electrodes

They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
The monster mash
Its called the monster mash

Zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included wolfman
Dracula and his little baby boy

The scene was rocking
All the digging sounds
Igor unchained ? ? ? ?
The coffin bangers were about to arrive
With a local group the beach boy five

They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
The monster mash
Its called the monster mash ]]> ~straightjacket Nothing you can sing that cant be sung. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3605060/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3605060/ Sat, 16 Oct 2004 16:55:14 PDT Love, love, love.
Love, love, love.

Theres nothing you can do that cant be done.
Nothing you can sing that cant be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game.
Its easy.

Nothing you can make that cant be made.
No one you can save that cant be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time.
Its easy.

All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.

All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.

Nothing you can know that isnt known.
Nothing you can see that isnt shown.
Nowhere you can be that isnt where youre meant to be.
Its easy.

All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.

All you need is love (all together, now!)
All you need is love. (everybody!)
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need (love is all you need).

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I have lots of work to do, but thanks everyone for 4k.

I've made lots of mistakes, but it's not making the mistakes that's the hard part, its the reliving them over. and over. and over. I'm the kinda guy who trys to forget the mistakes that I've made, yet I keep ending up remembering them at odd hours or expiriencing them again in another form. It's like some kinda whicked Groundhog Day syndrome... only just not. Really read and think on those lyrics up there... ]]> ~straightjacket Cuatro mil http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3550971/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3550971/ Sat, 09 Oct 2004 15:40:02 PDT
¡Salud! ]]> ~straightjacket Can you take me back where I came from? http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3536829/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3536829/ Thu, 07 Oct 2004 18:02:27 PDT Make your mother sigh
Shes old enough to know better.)

The king of marigold was in the kitchen
Cooking breakfast for the queen
The queen was in the parlour
Playing piano for the children of the king.

Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
Shes old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.

The king was in the garden
Picking flowers for a friend who came to play
The queen was in the playroom
Painting pictures for the childrens holiday.

Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
Shes old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.

The duchess of kircaldy always smiling
And arriving late for tea
The duke was having problems
With a message at the local bird and bee.

Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
Shes old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.

At twelve oclock a meeting round the table
For a seance in the dark
With voices out of nowhere
Put on specially by the children for a lark.

Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
Shes old enough to know better
So cry baby cry cry cry cry baby
Make your mother sigh.

Shes old enough to know better
Cry baby cry
Cry cry cry
Make your mother sigh
Shes old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.

Can you take me back where I came from?
Can you take me back?
Can you take me back where I came from?
Brahma, can you take me back?
Can you take me back?
Oh, can you take me where I came from, can you take me ... back?

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Ah, great vibes from the White Album. Don't know why this feels like such a wonderful song but it just does... otherwise it doesn't really have any profound lyrics or anything like that... just a great little one from Record 2 of the White Album, Side 2.

Terribly sorry about the total lack of... everything... but the sad truth is that I haven't been doing much. Freak mechine broke his hinge so I can't do the Pixel art project ATM, so I'm busy screening a nice little t-shirt for the time being. I'll try to work on a little something for you guys still looking at this page after a long period of white space... and ~Songomo has told me that she has like 6,000,000 of her wonderful drawings she's done that needa be uploaded, eyes peeled for that! (Whiether she will or not.... She's just as busy as me. ]]> ~straightjacket My wings are broken and so is my hair http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3467774/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3467774/ Tue, 28 Sep 2004 17:28:03 PDT I'd forgotten all about it George, I'm sorry,
Will you forgive me?
Mmm yes
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number...
...Then there's this Welsh Rarebit wearing some brown underpants
...About the stortage of grain in Hertfordshire
Everyone of them knew that as time went by they'd
Get a little bit older and a little bit slower but...
It's all the same thing, in this case manufactured by
Someone who's always umpteen (...)
Your father's giving it diddly-i-dee district was leaving...
Intended to die (...) Ottoman...
(...)...Long gone through...(...)
I've got to say irritably and...
(...) Floors, hard enough to put on (...) Per day's md in our district
There was not really enough light to get down,
And ultimately (...) Slumped down
Suddenly...
They may stop the funding...
Place your bets
The original
Afraid she'll die (...)
Great colours for the season
Number nine, number nine
Who's to know?
Who was to know?
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
I sustained nothing worse than (...)
Also, for example
Whatever you're doing
A business deal falls through
I informed him on the third night, when fortune gives...
People ride, people ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Ri-i-i-i-ide
Ri-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ide
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
(...) I've missed all of that
It makes me a few day's late
Compared with, like, wow!
And wierd stuff like that...
(...) Taking our sides sometimes
(...) Floral bark
Rouge doctors have brought this specimen
I have nobody's short-cuts, aha...
Nine, number nine
(...) With the situation
They are standing still
The plan, the telegram...
(Hubbbbba, hubbbbba, hubbbbbba, hubbbbba, hubbbbba
Number nine, number Hubbba)
A man without terrors from beard to false
As the headmaster reported to my son
He really can try, as they do, to find function...
Tell what he was saying, and his voice was low and his hive high,
And his eyes were low...
Alright!
It was on fire and his glasses were the same
This thing know if it was tinted,
But you know it isn't
To me it is...
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine, number nine
So the wife called me and we'd better go to see a surgeon
to price it (...) Yellow underclothes
So, any road, we went to see a dentist instead
That gave her a pair of teeth which wasn't any good at all
So I said I'd marry, join the fucking navy and went to sea
Block that kick, block that kick
In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair
I'm not in the mood for whirling
How?
Dogs for dogging, hands for clapping
Bird's for birding, and fish for fishing
Them for themming and when for whemming
...Only to find the night-watchman
Unaware of his presence in the building
Number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
Number nine, number nine
Industry allows financial imbalance
Thrusting it bewteen his shoulder blades
The watusi, the twist
Eldorado
Take this, brother, may it serve you well
Maybe it's nothing
What, what oh...
Maybe, even then, impervious in London
...Could be difficult thing...
It's quick like rush for peace because it's so much
Like being naked
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright
If, you've become naked
Block that kick.....

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Ahh, Drugs and a tape mixer, and when I say that, you must know I'm talking about "Revolution 9." Acid is dangerous, but it's sure fun to listen to.

Try turning out the lights when no one's home, turning up the volume, then sitting there and try to listen to it without freaking the hell out

Great time...

Nothing much with me, how are things with you, oh viewer of my little cor... ]]> ~straightjacket Don't Spoil My Day http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3401346/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3401346/ Sun, 19 Sep 2004 18:23:27 PDT
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream (float up stream)

Please, don't wake me, no, don't shake me
Leave me where I am - I'm only sleeping

Everybody seems to think I'm lazy
I don't mind, I think they're crazy
Running everywhere at such a speed
Till they find there's no need (there's no need)

Please, don't spoil my day, I'm miles away
And after all I'm only sleeping

Keeping an eye on the world going by my window
Taking my time

Lying there and staring at the ceiling
Waiting for a sleepy feeling...

Please, don't spoil my day, I'm miles away
And after all I'm only sleeping

Keeping an eye on the world going by my window
Taking my time

When I wake up early in the morning
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream (float up stream)

Please, don't wake me, no, don't shake me
Leave me where I am - I'm only sleeping

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and again!!!

GOOOO! PLEASE?!?! ]]> ~straightjacket Sunday's on the phone to Monday... http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3373343/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3373343/ Sun, 19 Sep 2004 11:09:45 PDT You only give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations you break down

I never give you my number
I only give you my situation
And in the middle of investigation I break down

Out of college, money spent
See no future, pay no rent
All the moneys gone, nowhere to go

Any job I got the sack
Monday morning, turning back
Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go

But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
Oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go, nowhere to go...

One sweet dream
Pick up the bags and get in the limousine
Soon well be away from here
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
One sweet dream came true today
Came true today, came true today (yes it did)

<--- One two three four five six seven
All good children go to heaven...

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She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver spoon
But now she sucks her thumb and wanders
By the banks of her own lagoon

Didnt anybody tell her?
Didnt anybody see?
Sundays on the phone to monday
Tuesdays on the phone to me

She said shed always been a dancer
She worked at 15 clubs a day
And though she thought I knew the answer
Well I knew what I could not say

And so I quit the police department
And got myself a steady job
And though she tried her best to help me
She could steal but she could not rob

Didnt anybody tell her?
Didnt anybody see?
Sundays on the phone to monday
Tuesdays on the phone to me
Oh yeah

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Once there was a way to get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby

Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles awake you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby

Once there was a way to get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby

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Boy youre gonna carry that weight, carry that weight a long time
Boy youre gonna carry that weight, carry that weight a long time

I never give you my pillow, I only send you my invitations
And in the middle of the celebrations I break down

Boy youre gonna carry that weight, carry that weight a long time
Boy youre gonna carry that weight, carry that weight a long time

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Her majestys a pretty nice girl
But she doesnt have a lot to say
Her majestys a pretty nice girl
But she changes from day to day

I wanna tell her that I love her a lot
But I gotta get a bellyful of wine
Her majestys a pretty nice girl
Someday Im gonna make her mine oh yeah
Someday Im gonna make her mine

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Some good ol' Abby Road. You know I found a few of my dad's beatles records and is now struggling to listen to them through all the pops and fuzz that comes out of those ancient speakers attached to that old record player? You heard it here first.

and again!!!

GOOOO! PLEASE?!?! ]]> ~straightjacket Ta. Dah. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3334990/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3334990/ Fri, 10 Sep 2004 20:01:49 PDT

*deep breath* Gogogogogogogogo! She's new around here so make her feel welcome, will ya? It would be a big favor!

...Please? Comment on her stuff and I'll go comment on one of yours (+Fav's if you're generous

)

Just get her off to an ok start, I think she's just really fabulous with her drawings, but unfortunately for us she'll probably not upload it all for us to see

So please? Im asking nicely

]]> ~straightjacket WB http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3287762/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3287762/ Sat, 04 Sep 2004 19:34:21 PDT The folder weighs about 1.06GB, so I was really amazed. I'll post up some photos after I'm finished my current stuff (well first my jet lag and then my Autumn ID, wait till you see it!

). I bought a lot of things too, but the exchange rate was sooo sad; something like £1 to $1.76 most days. Mum was always complaining the whole time too... she's the most negative lady I've ever heard, always complaining about how there was too many stairs in the Underground or how long it takes to get to places by train... Next time I'm going, I'm going by myself (and not coming back to the US for a long while, I hope).

Didn't get to most of the places I wanted to get to (mostly because of mum's meddleing and partly beacuse my watch stopped and I couldn't see how long I was taking in cirtain parts, hehe

). Though I did get to Glastonbury (the abby and especially the Tor are two of the most beautiful places I've ever been to... really could have done without the town though, it was Hemp and Hippie city down there...), Avebury (the most amazing place in the midlands and in the world I've ever seen, just indescribable when you get there at the crack of dawn and you're the only people with cameras there) and Cambridge (thanks for the vibes, ~ snow-rose, the day I spent in Cambridge was one of the most wonderful days I've ever spent, ever... I wish I could get the grades to go there for school though

). I only got a brief layover in Swindon and Wells (all I saw really were the bus terminals, though the Wells High Street looked fantastic).

I could describe at length all the happenings of my days there (Like the Uh-Oh Pandaman! Art exhibit in a underground station) but I wont bore you with details. Though like last trip, I picked up some special CD's that caught my fancy at the Virgin Megastore (now traversing two buildings in Piccadily). This time it's Mylo's Destroy Rock And Rolland De Phazz's Death By Chocolate. If you're in to downtempo or chill (or like Royksopp) then I would give both these a shot.

More later, but I'm so lagged!

]]> ~straightjacket Left for the UK http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3205172/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3205172/ Tue, 24 Aug 2004 19:35:14 PDT

Divert your attention to these guys instead:

and [link]

Ah, I'm gonna miss all these shows and the end of the Olympics... *sigh* Still be a fun time though

]]> ~straightjacket Face step, let down. Face step, Step dow-e-own. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3168517/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3168517/ Thu, 19 Aug 2004 21:46:22 PDT [link] <-- Mp3 | [link] <-- Real Video (.Ram)

Everyone needs to hear this, even if it's for the shere novelty of it (Yes, that's a completely legal MP3). Keep in mind while hearing the song, that the person singing is a guy. Not just any guy, This big, hairy, manly guy.

The video is just hillarious, I think. In the first few secounds when the three guys put their heads together, that's my favorite part

Have fun!

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Your eyes tell the stories of a day you wish you could
Recall the moments that once have
Retrack the footsteps that brought us to this favor
I wouldn't ask this of you

Good eye, sniper
Here I'll shoot, you run
The words you scribbled on the walls
With the loss of friends you didn't have
I'll call you when the time is right
Are you in or are you out?
For them all to know the end of us all

Run quick, they're behind us
Didn't think we'd ever make it
This close to safety in one piece
Now you wanna kill me in the act of what could maybe
Save us from sleep and what we are

Good eye, sniper
Now I shoot, you run
The words you scribbled on the walls
With the loss of friends you didn't have
I'll call you when the time is right
Are you in or are you out?
For them all to know the end of us all

Bye bye beautiful
Don't bother to write
Disturbed by your words and they're calling all cars
Face step, let down.
Face step, step down.

The words you scribbled on the walls
With the loss of friends you didn't have
I'll call you when the time is right
Are you in or are you out?
For them all to know

Bye bye beautiful
Don't bother to write
Disturbed by your words and they're calling all cars
Face step, let down.
Face step, step down.

Bye bye beautiful
Don't bother to write
Disturbed by your words and they're calling all cars
Face step, let down.
Face step, step down. ]]> ~straightjacket "Mis-spoken" http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3065902/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3065902/ Sat, 07 Aug 2004 19:09:27 PDT "They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people - and neither do we," said Mr. Bush in a stump talk yesterday before high-level Pentagon officials, speaking of the terrorists and the Bush Administration.

I must say, we knew it all along... (thanks BBC) ]]> ~straightjacket Moby and Fat Girls in Sailor Moon Outfits. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3038064/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/3038064/ Tue, 03 Aug 2004 22:25:58 PDT
Prolly shouldn't have said the last one.

FireFreaks and Songomo went as opposing characters in Fushigi Yugi, but for all the times I've politely sat through Songomo carefully explaining it to me, I can't for the life of me tell you their names or anything specific about them... eh, silly me. It's the Japanese names I tell you.

Saturday was all that Friday night was not, and let's just leave it at that. We had a hell of a fun time; cullminating at the L'arc-En-Ciel concert that we waited in an un-Godly long line for.

No mister headman for a Japanese rock band, we came to hear you sing in Japanese, please stop killing the English language.

Both nights we got to bed at about 4, at which time I had to sleep on a bed that I gleamed from two armchairs sitting nearby. Of course the couples got the beds... and I got my hip hyperextended or some crap like that by sleeping on those cushions. I think the cushions were into it....

And now I'm back, looking like crap and worse for ware. I think I actually have less art ideas then when I left... glad I got to see my heros at the web comic board though (gonna post a pic in scraps soon enough). And now I'm back doing a psychopathic tango with Songomo on the IM, dacing around what I really want to say... And that's all I'll say about that bit as well.

Though, I got me Moby songs.

I'm gone find my baby... whew! 'Fore that sun goes down...

]]> ~straightjacket VS http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2987636/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2987636/ Wed, 28 Jul 2004 20:38:10 PDT
Philly. Today. 8:00pm. I'll be there, will you?

Go Celtics go!

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Man, that was one hell of a match. Good ol' Celtics won though, beat the crap outta the United 2-1. Both scored in the first half, with Celtics getting one in within the first quarter, followed by United just as the half was closing out. Then at about 60-70 minutes or so in, Bam! Celtics hit in with an open net to put them in the lead, much to the dismay of much of the crowd.

Man, the whole match was awash with Manchester this, United that... They even had the "Official Manchester United MasterCard." Manchester sold out man; ever since they started publicising themselves and got rid of Becks, they've just gone down. If Real Madrid wasn't already concidered "The Yankees of FIFA," Manchester definately comes into a close second. Stop focusing on your income and play some real football, chaps! They could hardly even hold on to the ball out there, let alone shoot. Their one goal passed off by the crowd as a miracle was nothing more than a fluke.

The Celtic fans are the guys I really admire; Irish and Scots from all over, hollering for the Celts. I was happy I joined them; While all the Manchester fans were mopeing and watching United make bad plays (which they made a lot of

), Me and the Celtic fans broke out the flags and the scarves everytime we broke past one of the defenders or made a kick in midair to stop the ball from getting into the net.

One guy who was clearly the best Celtic fan in the whole Philly area was sitting right in front of me. This guy was wearing a kilt (a KILT for crying out loud), with a jersey, and sporting a heavy, heavy Scotish accent. He had a lot of balls to come to Philly in a kilt, but I was glad he was there just the same; he and his father(?) bantered back and forth with an Aussie that was pulling for Untied, spicing up the dull commentary that was coming over the loudspeakers.

"Come on, England! Play the fuc--err--Frikking ball!"

"Oh, 'es standing off 'ides is he? Ey can do that much, ya pansy, just standin' around, scratchin me arse, go out an' play!"

"Ah quit yer actin, Hollywood is 3000 miles that-a-way!"

Whenever the ball came down to our end, all the bandwagon fans for Manchester would stand up, making it hard to get a good look, but all the Celtic fans knew what was going to happen the minute the first half ended: Our keeper rocks, our defense rocks, and Manchester couldn't handle the ball if it was made of glue.

Go Celts! Cel-tic! Cel-tic! Cel-tic!

("Manchester United" is such a hard name to chant too, ya know?) ]]> ~straightjacket . VS. . http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2920926/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2920926/ Sat, 24 Jul 2004 17:45:09 PDT

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Kerry/Eddie vs. Bushie ]]> ~straightjacket Go get em' boys. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2897822/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2897822/ Fri, 16 Jul 2004 14:59:24 PDT http://www.wketchup.com/.

Thank our Right-winged, Aryan, Christian, Strictly Heterosexual Male Lord Above! My Freedom Fries were getting lonely, but now I can dip them into some W Ketchup with good old Republican Pride. Praise be to God and His Glorious Ketchup! Love,
T.W.

P.S. How fitting that the crimson red color of your product should remind us of all the native and foreign blood we have shed to build this proud nation.

Go get 'em boys. ]]> ~straightjacket We were meant to live... http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2851734/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2851734/ Sat, 10 Jul 2004 20:48:04 PDT

I'm doing fine, how are you guys? By the 128 messages I get daily in my box, I guess you're pretty busy chaps, huh

I've been around every so often (namely because my dA page is my homepage) but haven't commented.... I'm hoping to change that soon enough, but we'll see.

I dispatched a few books in the meantime, and I have 2 neato sketches I wanna load up, provided Freak Machine can hook up with my scanner no problems.

The only problem I've got to complain about is my sleeping habits... I'm usually a pretty good early person, but lately I've been hitting and passing the 2am mark before getting to bed, thusly waking up at about 1pm and continuing a vicious cycle...

I've also finished the design of the library site I've chatted about a few months ago (though the most recent version was killed in the most recent accident

) and I'm doing another school site... but this one will hopefully be uber stylish and will not be lost in the tragic last clicks of a hard drive... I might crank out a few more pieces on the side, since I've gotten back all my fonts and brushes, but that site's my main focus at the momment...

Ick, I better get going now, it's about 12... Trying to break the habbit! ]]> ~straightjacket Saturday When these open doors were open ended http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2797105/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2797105/ Sat, 03 Jul 2004 18:51:17 PDT
My HD just deep-sixed me; up and died. It was clicking about 3 days prior but I didn't think it would tank so quickly. All my work, both past and the new ones I was working on are pretty dead. Web designs: dead. Mp3's and CD's, saved games and etc. are currently under going Rigor Mortus at the moment, I think. I'm pretty sure they'll start to stink by tomorrow morning.

I'll start again, I guess. I have some files here on Freak Mechine, but things like email lists and pretty much all of "My Documents" weren't. Oh well...

Gee I sure will miss those files.

Meantime, while I'm fixin to get a Seagate Barracuda 7200rpm 100GB drive that I should have gotten about a day ago, I'll sure be able to catch up on my reading, "manual" drawing and hanging out with the girls... Not much time (or battery life on Freak Mechine) for dA, so sorry guys... I'll be back less a few thousand files in a few days or something like that.

Ah well... Cheers! ]]> ~straightjacket Tres mil http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2757079/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2757079/ Mon, 28 Jun 2004 19:19:59 PDT
Tres Mil is coming up... I suppose something special is in order for lucky number #3000... But what to do...

Post and tell me who gets 3k! ]]> ~straightjacket So a Pixel and A Vector shape walk into a bar... http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2737425/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2737425/ Fri, 25 Jun 2004 22:20:27 PDT
They could fight with Pen tool versus pencil tool... Illustrator versus MS Paint... nah, just kidding.

I really want to learn how to do Vectors now, but I'm trying to work on my pixel skillz this summer, you know, like shading and animations... But...

Bleh, I'm no good at art.

This thought brought to you by the numbers 1, 1 and 8, and the letters A and M, and a pretty tired OSJ. ]]> ~straightjacket Some things should not supplant. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2720479/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2720479/ Wed, 23 Jun 2004 16:53:01 PDT Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â "And I'm fire." Songomo replied, while I remained quiet to the remark made about me. I had my hand on her knee, idlely swinging her back and forth in a spinning chair.
Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â "Yeah," Firefreaks continued, "you're definitely fire, I'm water, OSJ's earth and Cain's wood."

Earth is supposed to be the element in Taoism that doesn't change. It stays constant and serves as a touchstone for everyone else.

Who cares? Who believes in that? I wasn't even born under the right combination of stars to be a Earth, I'm supposed to be something totally different but I really don't get Taoism totally so I don't know which. But I have been thinking about this. I know I don't change, so in some parts I totally agree with it. I hate to change; when something isn't broke, why should you fix it?

Like my journal. Last time I changed it was May 10th, because William Shakespeare was serving my purposes perfectly.

But yesterday was really when I showed my Earth-ness, so to speak.

I go down to the shore in New Jersey at least once a year. The place I have been going since I was born was Beach Haven, Long Beach Island, New Jersey. My whole family has been making migrations there for 55 years. We just scattered my grandfather's ashes there on Sunday. I've known the island like the back of my hand since I was 5.

But I'll say this now before I get any further: What the Fuck is up with this year?

The bakery that was "Jack's Bakery" (beloved, among other reasons, because it held the same name as my father and my grandfather) is now frikkin Fritz's Bakery. And the house that the family usually stays in was painted teal. TEAL!

All the shops now have targeted either the "souvenir t-shirt wearing yuppie" or the "pretending to be a surfer" demographic, unlike what they were like when the family started to come to the island for the fishing. Every frikkin fifth yuppie on the island is now has their mobiles surgically attached to their inner ear, and the evil institutions of Verizon and Comcast are currently hardwiring the island with their High-Speed internet solutions.

It's a frikkin beach people! Go on the BEACH!

But why do things change? Have you ever given thought to that? Why for no good reason at all do people and things feel like they need to make a switch in their lives in order to keep them from getting monotonous? Why the hell is it bad to stay the same?

I'm the kind of guy who listens to CD's 90 times through before deciding to change the disc. I order the same thing at restaurants every time I go to them. I plan out what to say to girls before I talk to them and always start out the same way ("Hey, How are you feeling?"). I carefully coordinate all my art pieces so they have the same colors in them, they use the same kind of drop shadow, and the same kind of font used at the same sizes (do you notice that?). I frikkin close doors all around my house because I can't stand to see a door that is only partially closed. Anything out of place needs to be moved back to where it began; that's how I feel.

You can imagine how nuts I'm going this year because everything seemed to have changed at once, including our once brown house that has turned itself teal. I would love to be back there, with my hand on Songomo's knee, rocking her gently, but that's changed too. Everything can't be just replaced and reset.

So, I feel like a change.

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]]> ~straightjacket YE OLDE HI AND LOVFTY LANGUAG http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2400544/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2400544/ Mon, 10 May 2004 16:02:36 PDT ANTONIO The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
The Merchant of Venice (1596-1598 ), Act 1, Scene 3.

MACBETH Come what come may,
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
Macbeth (1606), Act 1, Scene 3.

MACBETH Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more; it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Macbeth (1606), Act 5, Scene 5.

MACBETH I had else been perfect,
Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,
As broad and general as the casing air,
But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confin'd, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears.
Macbeth (1606), Act 3, Scene 4.

PORTIA If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces.
The Merchant of Venice (1596-1598 ), Act 1, Scene 2.

JESSICA But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit.
The Merchant of Venice (1596-1598 ), Act 2, Scene 6.

KING HENRY VI O God! methinks it were a happy life,
To be no better than a homely swain;
To sit upon a hill, as I do now,
To carve out dials, quaintly, point by point,
Thereby to see the minutes how they run,
How many make the hour full complete;
How many hours bring about the day;
How many days will finish up the year;
How many years a mortal man may live.
Henry VI, Part 3 (1592), Act 2, Scene 5.

Connect the Dots. ]]> ~straightjacket two, double-oh, three http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2324854/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2324854/ Thu, 29 Apr 2004 15:25:27 PDT
The best was October. When all the bumps have been smoothed over by time, it looks like the best of all. I swear She was glowing the whole month long. I loved her and she liked me, we had so many grand times that I can't relate them in this horrendous grammatical train wreak of a journal.

You know 2004? What a frikking horrible year this is, isn't it? I seemed to have lost all the things I found in myself and lost everyone else. Lost the friends I made, not going to be going anywhere this year, and I bet this is some other guy's best month now.

]]> ~straightjacket White for Wishing http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2283322/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2283322/ Fri, 23 Apr 2004 16:09:34 PDT ~straightjacket It's all in the wrist... http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2268320/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2268320/ Wed, 21 Apr 2004 13:53:25 PDT
Ah, and more work is on the way, i'm just being lazy

"Obstacles cannot crush me. Every obstacle yields to stern resolve. He who is fixed to a star does not change his mind."
- Leonardo de Vinci

"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

"Snowflakes are one of natures most fragile things,
but just look what they can do when they stick together."
- Vista M. Kelly

"He who dares not grasp the thorn should never crave the rose."
- Anne Bronte

"I thought that ice would melt with warmth.
But there were things I did not know:
The sun can touch the outer layers
But does not reach the deepest snow."
- So Much To Tell You, by John Marsden

"When you can't go forward and you can't go backward and you can't stay where you are without killing what's deep and vital - you are on the edge of creation."
- Sue Monk Kidd

"One of the annoying things about believing in free will is the difficulty of finding somebody to blame your problems on. And when you do find somebody, it's remarkable how often his picture turns up on your driver's license."
- P. J. O'Rourke

"I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck
out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life, and not, when I had come
to die, discover that I had not lived."
-Henry David Thoreau

"When I was young, my mother always told me that if I was a soldier, I'd become a lieutenant, if I was a priest I'd become the pope, so I became an artist, and I became Picasso."
- Pablo Picasso

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love." - Neil Gaiman

To be mad at someone- that is easy. TO be mad at the right person, for the right reason, at the right time and at the right degree- that is not easy.- Aristotle

Friendship is unecessary, like philosophy, like art... it has no survival value; rather, is one of those things that give value to survival.- C.S. Lewis

"Often it is the most deserving people who cannot help loving those who destroy them." - Hermann Hesse

"Just because someone doens't love you and the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have." - Truman Capote

"The planet is fine, the people are fucked." - George Carlin

"If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is a part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us." - Hermann Hesse

"I hate you for loving me, I love you for hating me, save yourself." - Peter Steele, Type O Negative

"The art of being wise is the art of knowing what to overlook." - William James

"Stare. It's the way to educate your eyes. Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long." - Walker Evans

"If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you." - Winnie the Pooh

"This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time." - Fight Club

"The things you own end up owning you." -Fight Club

"If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn. People die. But real... ]]> ~straightjacket What an Epiphany. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2256761/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2256761/ Mon, 19 Apr 2004 15:13:51 PDT 1.appearance of a god: the manifestation of a divine being (No, not that kind, next one. keep reading)
2.sudden realization: a sudden intuitive leap of understanding, especially through an ordinary but striking occurrence It came to him in an epiphany what his lifes work was to be. (Yeah. That.)

First: a little background.
You know that question, the one that grown-ups ask about what you want to be when you grow up? I hate that question, for more reasons than I can put into words. "Go, put your entire life plan into a sentence I can critique and comment on." I have enough problems now, how could I possibly put my entire Life's plan out for all to see?

"Well, in about October, when I'm 39, I plan to cheat on my wife with the cute secretary that works in the same dull and boring job office I work in. But it's OK, because the job provides health insurance and has a decent wage of about..."

Now, not something I tell everyone (but technically now I AM telling everyone, since this is going on the internet. But you guys are special because you're looking at my page! ), but I had a small--minor if you will--Epiphany before. I was thinking about growing up. I was 15 at the time. I thought about how in a year I'll be driving. At 18 I'll be in senior year. In four more years after that, I'll be out of college. Life, I concluded, was going way too fast. I prayed to God to slow it all down. I looked at my maps (Room is covered in them, I should take a picture

), seeing all the wonderful, beautiful places that I will never, ever see because, ultimately, I'm a nobody. Not a movie star, not a business man, and in all the professions I was looking at when I was 15 (Programmer, Web Coder/Designer... blah blah blah), none of them traveled (that I knew of. Still, at 15). They were Boring. Stuck in a cubical only to come home to a cubical-sized apartment in the city. I wanted to see everything all over the place: Japan, China, Middle East, Western Europe, Eastern Europe, Northern Europe, Africa, South America, Central America, Atlantic Islands, North America, and Pacific Islands. I wanted to meet the people and speak their language, know their customs so I don't act like an idiot. Thus, the small trip I took to England in 2003 (2 weeks, wonderful weather). I would say I didn't look TOO much like a tourist. But I'm going out for more. How could I get everywhere? Now I had NO idea of what I wanted to do.

People have told me I'm going into computers, or I'm a writer, or going into European politics, or a pharmacist like mom. I usually stand there and nod and smile, holding back the sharp tongue in my mouth, not going to comment on how easily they judge me. And when they ask about what I'm planning to do, I tell the truth. "I don't really know."

~76 says it the best: "Write about yourself. Im a huge goddamned void."

I kicked around ideas in my head, not cluttered with theirs. I'm not a programmer. Though its fun, and I'm OK at it, I'm not going to spend my life in a cubical, having work and nothing else. I could be an artist or a designer. It might work out, but as you can see by the comments and the favorites I have in this little microcosm, I'm not very skilled and an artist without skill doesn't eat on regular intervals. What I would love to do, and have since a little kid, is to work on movies. Movies transport people, if only for an hour or so, into a wonderful place, and I've always loved that about movies. They don't have to be that craptastic, "Jerry-'I love Explosions!'-Bruckheimer," ill-written branless-o-ramas. Movie making is an art that may have been lost if not for a few wonderful gems as well as fantastic old productions like (to use a stand-by) Casablanca. Everything in a movie can convey a deeper meaning (not like a program

) or it can just take people out of their own heads for a while before putting them back. But anyway, I think I might know what I want to do for at least a while.

Not as an actor or anything like that. I have a horrible face, a horrible voice and I can't act my way out of a paper bag. I want to work behind the camera. Directing photography or something like that. I love almost everything about the proficiently-written movies and I want to be a part of making them.

Agreeably, It's not the easiest life if the movies I work on don't get shown or I can't get in the door to work on them, so there's some defining I... ]]> ~straightjacket Shoobie do wat, oh. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2223820/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2223820/ Fri, 16 Apr 2004 16:22:24 PDT Well you know
We all want to change the world
You tell me that it's evolution
Well you know
We all want to change the world
But when you talk about destruction
Don't you know you can count me out
Don't you know it's gonna be alright
Alright Alright

You say you got a real solution
Well you know
We'd all love to see the plan
You ask me for a contribution
Well you know
We're doing what we can
But when you want money for people with minds that hate
All I can tell you is brother you have to wait
Don't you know it's gonna be alright
Alright Alright

You say you'll change the constitution
Well you know
We all want to change your head
You tell me it's the institution
Well you know
You better free your mind instead
But if you go carrying pictures of Chairman Mao
You ain't going to make it with anyone anyhow
Don't you know know it's gonna be alright
Alright Alright ]]> ~straightjacket Mother Superior Jump the Gun :|| http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2223738/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2223738/ Wed, 14 Apr 2004 16:44:45 PDT Do do do do do do do do, oh yeah
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate and donated to the National Trust

I need a fix cos I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cos I'm going down

Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun ]]> ~straightjacket Ug... Floor...stop...moving... http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2187922/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2187922/ Sun, 11 Apr 2004 07:16:49 PDT

30 devs, 18 journals and 1 fav while i was gone... looks like i got work to do! I got some great new CD's to listen to and some good photographs i can screw up to post as art later along the road... but as always I have people to talk to and work to do. Blah.

Albums I Got:

Snow Patrol + Final Straw {Album Info, Artist Site,

}

AIM + Means of Production: the singles 1995-1998 {Album Info, Artist Site,

}

The Crystal Method + Legion of Boom { Album Info, Artist Site,

}

Etro Anime + See the Sound {Album Info, Artist Site,

}

Everclear + Songs from an american movie Vol. One: Learning how to smile { Album Info, Artist on MTV.com,

} ]]> ~straightjacket The storm after the... Storm. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2129935/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2129935/ Thu, 01 Apr 2004 12:41:27 PST very good hands

. I have a massive design project to do, so maybe I'll up it when I'm done with it (just for sure shock value

).

I have to hang out with my family the entire week... But I'll have the SMS turned on on my phone so just message that AIM address over there it you feel like saving me for a few minutes (but wait for my replies because I'm typing on a frikkin phone!

).

While I'm gone, please give all the attention you would be giving me to Songomo and ~kyuketsuki-cain (cuz they're the ones that need it!). Songomo has some new stuff up so make sure to look at that.

I'll be leaving tomorrow like half-way through the day so I'll be back on friday or saturday of next week to comment on all those deviations that will be clogging my inbox! Bye! ]]> ~straightjacket Isn't it interesting... http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2087888/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2087888/ Sun, 28 Mar 2004 11:54:27 PST Your 52 deviations were viewed 7,498 times, with 1,260 fullsize views.
Overall, people left 160 comments and added your deviations to their favourites 18 times.
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Your busiest month was August 2002 with 16 (31%) deviations.

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Imagine that... I still have lots of work to do though!

After that, I have an essay on collapse of communism (3/31/04) <--- Working on that right now!

And then, I have to beautify the library website, cuz it looks like krap (4/1/04)

And proving that there is a hell, I have lots of chemistry homework due the same day as the previous 2 essays, with not only work in the textbook like normal but information on Quantum Mechanics which is oh-so-fun and tedious (4/2/04)

]]> ~straightjacket Oop! Busy like a monkey! http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2071392/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2071392/ Thu, 25 Mar 2004 12:15:26 PST I'll be up against like all of my friends, including ~ kyuketsuki-cain and Songomo, so the competition could get pretty heated... heh, imagine losing all my friends over $25 dollars and 3 articles of clothing

Bleh, and my GI class just got done with the whole communism thing so naturally there's a whole wall of essays to be done, this time there's like 3... But its two now!

Ah, working makes the pain easier... I'm over the sickness now, but now I'm still stuck with the other pain professed in previous journals

Here's what I gotta do now! (Posting it everywhere so I don't forget it

And I visit this site like 50 times a day so this seems like a good place for it)

Finish the Poem reviewment <--- Done!

Then, gain $25 by designing a tee for class '06 <--- Done but it SUCKED... it had sheep on it though... baaa

After that, I have an essay on collapse of communism <--- Working on that right now!

Luego, I have a Journal to write about the meeting of the minds of 3 predominate authors about their views on Communism

Do something nice for #2000 and #1999 page viewers ~dark-king999 and ~ snow-rose, sorry! I'm so horrible for putting it off like this! <--- Almost done! Gotta scan them!

And then, I have to beautify the library website, cuz it looks like krap

And proving that there is a hell, I have lots of chemistry homework due the same day as the previous 2 essays, with not only work in the textbook like normal but information on Quantum Mechanics which is oh-so-fun and tedious

Oh and ~kyuketsuki-cain's Birthday is this week! Check out his gallery and say Happy Birthday and then check out the One Massiv Wallie I made for him! (Lord that was shameless)

Ah, that's a lot of stuff to do!

And off I go! ]]> ~straightjacket ick. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2047476/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2047476/ Sat, 20 Mar 2004 19:10:23 PST Ninja Fine

Well to all of you who think being sick is analogous to having fun, I think I finally have enough evidence to contest you on that point... I had no idea what I had, the mumbo jumbo death virus or something, all I knew is that I had to get to sleep by hitting myself over the head with long-acting painkillers and enduring the fanciful sickness-enduced dreams about Mexican jumping beans and laws against kites getting suck in trees (Is it the tree's fault or is it the kite's fault? Don't ask me what I came up with, all I could think of is that there's different sets of laws for the northern end of central park than there is for the southern end... HEY IT WAS THE DRUGS I WAS ON; DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!

).

But I seem to be back in action as of yesterday, and I know this because standing in line for 2 hours at the DMV is a test of endurance and patience for anyone. Now there's a backlog of work that needs to be done... meeh, Ill do it on Sunday

who the hell cares about Russian poetry?

Also, the two of you I promised special things for, the lovely ~snow-rose and the close-enough ~dark-king999, I'm working on stuff but as much as I hate it, with my kinda grades, school needs to come first

And it was Songomo's Birthday yesterday!!

We're all throwing her a party, though Im not allowed to say when or where

It's the kind of party where we all pop out and say surprise and then me and Cain hang around awkwardly for a few more hours...

But do pop by Her Page and say happy birthday! ]]> ~straightjacket 2000 pv! http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2019606/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2019606/ Mon, 15 Mar 2004 18:54:08 PST

Dear Lord i'm pathetic... ]]> ~straightjacket Have you ever heard a wallet scream out in pain? http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2006687/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/2006687/ Sun, 14 Mar 2004 19:02:01 PST Just leave a comment and i'll make a piece up for you or comment on all of your pieces or something

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I went out shopping yesterday for songomo's and Cain's Birthday presents with my friend Candy and, Ironically, Cain and his friend, FloydianEntropy. I always end up spending too much I think when I go out on these shopping "excursions." I went out knowing almost exactly what to get Cain, in addition to a wp version of Massiv Chicken Jar (I can't tell you what I got him because... well despite the fact that all of you prolly wouldn't care, he might see this in his rounds

all I can say is that both of them require sunshine and warm weather to work

). Though, when we all piled out of Candy's grossly undersized convertible, I still didn't know what to get songomo. Hrm, what to get someone who you acted like a total creep to and freaked out to the point where she decided to tell me to stay away from her. Oh goodie, this will be fun.

Now why am I getting her presents when we have such a weirded out relationship? Because she's the best person in the world. Well, besides that, I really don't know. I just feel like being a nice guy; we were friends before everything went sordid, I just want to be a nice person again, put all that behind me (believe me, I wish I could start everything over but, mistakes are mistakes in life, no restart unless youre a suicidal that believes in reincarnation *smerk*).

Candy bought a book for the birthday girl and then we chilled in Urban Outfitters, which Candy now claims as her brand-new favorite store. Now Cain gets her something, and Im stuck thinking of what in the frozen hell to get her. Before anything comes to mind, Candy (also songomos best friend, btw) leaves without giving me any good ideas, but we decide she really, really likes Urban Outfitters

.

Its a good thing Cain came along though, because as we wander, he points me to a manga series whose name I cannot even begin to pronounce fluently without having heard it said by human speakers at least five times before hand (I like English, its enough of a challenge for me; Japanese in English-looking letters is just a little too much for this brain

). Its called, Fushigi Yûgi, apparently, and all stores sell of it thus far has been #1 and #9, and we (Cain, FloydianEntropy and I) managed to stumble upon #2. But there seems to be an American-looking version of it on the shelf too (haha... ah, this turns out to be real fun later

)... If anyone can fill me in on the story line of that particular comic... that reads this page... I would be very grateful. Id like to say more to her about what I got her than, ha ha, yeah. I heard its pretty... Japanese... like.

Also, I pick up Hsu and Chan #5 while at the shop, so Im real happy

.

After that point, we group of three spent most of the time deciding what would be a good idea for Cain and FloydianEntropy to do for the rest of the night (he wanted a little alone time with her before she left on a trip...). In that process I got a new CD for me (well, for Cain too, who fronted $10 for a burned copy, so I took his money... hell I needed it

jeez Im selfish

) and the Beatles White Album for my Mom, whose birthday is coming up too...

At... ]]> ~straightjacket Used. Any buyers? http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/1982741/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/1982741/ Tue, 09 Mar 2004 18:14:10 PST
Cain (VoltaicSphere): it just sounds like she gets to continue her life and flirt and have fun while you're just stuck on a waiting list of some sort

gah, prolly how it is. ]]> ~straightjacket I Hate being a moody teenager. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/1950850/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/1950850/ Thu, 04 Mar 2004 14:41:27 PST
People and emotions suck. People suck because they don't notice me. Emotions suck because I know them all too well. I wish one group would pay more attention to me and the other should just leave me alone.

(Isn't that the typical teenager stance on things?)

Again, click on over to [link] you know you want to!

]]> ~straightjacket I hate being a failure story. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/1944413/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/1944413/ Wed, 03 Mar 2004 10:34:57 PST
...yeah, like I don't know that's the nice way of saying, "get the fsk away from me, you fsking creep." Now I hate that I'm going to be at the end of every conversation that has, "hey, didn't you like that guy a while ago...?" and the answer's going to be: "No, not really. He was such a loser."

So, the day after the conversation, I gave her a letter. Yeah. Good idea, right?

I prolly ended any chance of redemption right then and there, cuz the last letter I ever tried to write to somebody was to my best friend in the Fourth Grade and now he hates my guts. I can see her passing around the letter to all her friends, so they can just mock me (and not in a good way

).

And my friends weren't much help yesterday either. One saw the conversation (it was on AIM, which is a bad sign... you say stuff on AIM that you normally wouldn't say to people's faces...

) and almost ended up yelling "WHAT A BITC-" at the computer screen, then caught himself because we were in the middle of a populated library. He then tried to explain to me that she's basically a graveyard of young boys' hearts, having more relationships since the 8th grade than even the best hooker in our school. Like I needed that, thanks. The other one's girlfriend was in school yesterday, so like all good couples, there's never five inches between them. Not much time for me.

Yeah, people have tried to tell me to back off a bit. Yeah, people have told me about her boyfriends (one was her childhood friend that she still keeps in contact with, one was the freaky military type, some guy she met during the summer, someone who lives two doors down that has a stalking problem now, and still at least 3 others that apparently went nuts

). So I guess I am the loser for not picking up on it. The reason Im a failure story is because Ive become just another someone in a large mosaic of people that is her life; I hate knowing Im just like someone else. You know, now Ive earned myself a few awkward glances at class reunions down the road, Ive made myself an object that can be the ass of many a joke by her friends and future relationships alike. I hate being such a failure, something that doesn't stand out. Even though I fail almost constantly, I hate being one.

Though, isnt it strange that the person who practically told me to get the hell away is still the person I like the most. Im not going to get mushy like I have been getting for the last 6 months, because especially now in this light, it seems kind of disgusting. For the record though, she is the most wonderful person in the world.

Aw bitch thats long. No ones gonna read that. Screw puncutation and grammar, screw content. I'm sick.

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Screw it; check out Snow Patrols Run and Spitting Games if youre looking for some good tunes. And if youre into really searching for songs, Capitol Ks Pillow as well, nice beat.

Click [link] too, if you really feel the urge to (oh look! that's a nice looking link isn't it? don't cha just wanna click it? looks very pretty doesn't it?), a very nice person's art site and so far it seems like she's only gotten comments from 30-year-old guys wanting her phone number

Help her out, will ya? She's pretty good.

Now, Ill leave all 3 of you to read that while I stumble back to the couch and fall into a sickness-educed stupor, just staring at a blank TV because I cant turn it on (lent). Prolly got this damn sickness from grandma darn old people and their inability to fend off illnesses and such

]]> ~straightjacket Forums are indeed a blast http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/1882855/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/1882855/ Sat, 21 Feb 2004 11:16:33 PST
I thought so.

]]> ~straightjacket Ah... http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/1837473/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/1837473/ Sat, 14 Feb 2004 07:35:46 PST
I might just go off and start a profolio page, but seeing as i don't even us DA all that much... O_o

I'll try to work more, so all of my 3 stray visitors can get some more entertainment by laughing at a designer's horrible attempts to make art for art's sake...

I've had an "art block" that i think i've been recently freed of.

Oh, and if anyone cares, go check out [link] , it's my friend's Elfwood page (kind of a "fantasy art only" version of DA). She's looking for comments on how to improve, but thus far, has only gotten hit on by about three guys (presumibly 30yo+, living mothers' basement). If you can find the time, drop by to say, "change that ear around there," or "nice hair, but where's the rest of the head!?!?!?!" stuff like that. Thanks.

I'll be back later, maybe with more stuff to be the butt of your jokes for the rest of this afternoon!

And ah... appearently i was alive in 1969 and all i did was add 3 prints to my wishlist... how in the world do i get rid of that stupid "wishlist" thing??? bah! ]]> ~straightjacket w00t? http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/462165/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/462165/ Sun, 26 Jan 2003 19:00:01 PST ~straightjacket My Funeral Cards. http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/331330/ http://straightjacket.deviantart.com/journal/331330/ Mon, 04 Nov 2002 18:36:37 PST
The card that has those prayers on the back the are supposed to comfort you in moments of doubt, but never really do. They serve no real purpose but to sit there, staring you in the face, making you feel pain and making you feel nothing at the same time.

My Granddad died in March, same side of the family. In now have his card, sitting over dads. My Great-Grandmother died in March of 2001, I have her card also. My Grandfather, mothers side, died when I was 5, but his card is missing. Just like he. Just like Granddad, just like Great-Grandmother. Just like Dad. Im missing all of them, but only a single card is absent. Every bit of them is now gone, inside the ground, down six feet. Only their cards stay with me, and their sprits haunt me.

Now I am getting another one, another to weigh down the picture frame, and add weight to my soul. My uncle this time, age 50. Its almost like some morbid lumberjack is cutting down my family tree, limb by limb, but hes not going to catch me and my funeral cards. With them they carry myself, dragging me and pulling me, making me not make the same mistake they did.

My card is not up, but my soul feels empty and my pockets full.

Goodbye, My number is not up yet. ]]> ~straightjacket