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So essentially what I'm getting at is that I'm not dead, but don't expect much more than an occasional comment unless I'm on my meds and have nothing to do. Or drunk. Whichever.

Then again, judging from all the other times I've given the old "goin' awayz" speech, this is probably just a prelude to an insane shitstorm of commenting and fav'ing and uploading the usual shit. I dunno. I don't really care.

As always.
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/19498382/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/19498382/ Sun, 20 Jul 2008 11:02:31 PDT Dark Knight yet, do it. Now.

I finally get why people were so upset about Ledger's death, faked or not.

So. The spiritual journey. (That's what I've decided to call this little hiatus from productivity and advancement in society.) I'm sort of discovering who I am and why and all the little traumas and eccentricities and such affect me, but every now and again I begin to feel myself slip into what can only be called temporary insanity. It's been a harmless kind of mania and separation of intuitions thus far, but we'll see where it goes.

On a less... I don't know... dramatic note, living alone with disposable time and Amazon credit has given me the opportunity to be reborn as a horror/slasher flick fanatic. It's also killing my creativity and reducing all efforts to improve to doodles and snapshots unworthy even of MySpace. I'll try not to further infest my dA page with this dreck, but consider this a warning.

So, yeah. I'm late for work.

~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/18802520/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/18802520/ Thu, 12 Jun 2008 13:21:41 PDT
Also, I can't afford tv or internets, so I have to use the Business Center on my days off to get online. Same old, same old. But you no longer have to lose countless nights of sleep over whether or not I'm on the streets, like I know you've all been doing.

Also, am medicated. Yay.

Also, have been being creativey. Should I ever regain permanent internets, you can expect many horrible things to start flooding your devwatch inbox.

OKAY, SAFE DRIVE.

~yrbanys


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~Clubs and such~


]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/18407876/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/18407876/ Mon, 19 May 2008 23:07:12 PDT
I should probably find a job before I go but I don't know how much longer I can take the verbal abuse. First it was just poking fun, then it's full-blown degradation and disparagement, and now I can't put on a sock without getting berated for something. It's like all those hundreds of nightmares I had where the people I care about most don't love me and I'm alone or abandoned and it's my fault and there's nothing I can do but take those pills and sink to rock bottom where I belong. I still don't know how I was able to crawl this far, but finally something's halted my steady, appalling ascent through the education system so I guess this is the first time I've really failed. It probably doesn't help that I have about five dollars to my name right now.

So what I actually wanted to say is that everything artsy I was doing is on hold. Again. Except this time it's probably going to be a really, really long time. Not like it's going to be a noticeable change, but just in case you're wondering why I'm ignoring you.

Don't feel obligated to comment or anything either, because I probably won't see it, and if I do, I'll probably pretend I didn't because I don't know how to deal with people right now, not even you. Nothing personal.

~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/18250676/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/18250676/ Sat, 10 May 2008 00:55:35 PDT
Oh, yeah, I'm also going through a minor French stage. Just ignore it.

Still a complete idiot loser,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/17361155/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/17361155/ Sun, 16 Mar 2008 10:43:05 PDT
I lost all my data, boo.

I can go back to being a bum, yay.

And all that other shit nobody cares about.

I still refuse to post any more artwork until I'm satisfied it's not utter shit. But I'll still be around here.

Yep.

~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/17055102/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/17055102/ Mon, 25 Feb 2008 09:59:03 PST
What I'm getting at is that we're having technical difficulties, please stand by. I'm not ignoring you. Really. I promise.

~yrbanys

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]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15940447/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15940447/ Sat, 15 Dec 2007 06:05:10 PST
Anyway, exams are over. I don't want to talk about it. I don't even want to get hugs about it. Just leave it alone. Now I get to go home for a whole month. An entire month to be all emo and \depressed and filled with self-loathing.

Also, I'm really fucking pissed you-know-where got hacked. (If you DON'T know where, forget it. But I'm pretty sure most of you do.) We've been raiding all day and night, and the borderline-retarded admins of the new regime finally decided to start banning people. So, with my proxies and email addresses and other resources now exhausted, I get to lay back and fucking wait for someone to hack it back. Or for the script-kiddies who did it to realize they're being immature faggots and give it up already. I think this may be the end. And I really don't want to have to turn to 7*, with their spinning dicks background and the dinosaur sexings mids.

Whatever. I'm going to go home an stagnate for a few weeks and hopefully make time to be drunk for most of it. Fucking... everything.

Yes.
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15815128/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15815128/ Wed, 05 Dec 2007 23:11:50 PST

[WARNING: THIS JOURNAL CONTAINS A SHITLOAD OF FUCKING.]

Number one, fuck you.

Number two, fuck looking like a fat wagon-hopping faggot, I've changed my icon to something more political and provocative. (For those of you who don't know what the 4 is for, it's part of the symbol for Trotsky's Fourth International Battalion. As for you philistines who have no idea what the sickle and hammer represent or who Trotsky was, double fuck you.) I won't wear my views on my sleeve, but I'll sure as hell wear them as the closest thing to my face most people will ever get on this site, just to incite some dramaz. At least until this "ANTI-HAET ARTS" shit blows over, anyway. WEIRD CONTRADICTIONS FTW.

Number three, fuck mindless bigotry. Seriously. Get to know someone before you decide to hate them. That goes for everyone, ever.

Number four, fuck censorship. Fuck the Fascist Christian Censors, fuck the obligatory "First Amendment" pulls, fuck your feelings, fgsfds. Art is a representation of the artist's soul. I find it way more offensive that you're unwilling to look critically at someone's soul, than that they're being an ignorant dickhead. Besides, everyone knows that the best way to try and help someone change their ways is to lay on the banhammer smackdown and make them feel persecuted. Of course.

Number five, fuck this block on my IP. Yeah, I know, it's not dA's fault, and it's most likely because I'm working from a public server, but still. Fuck it. Because I would so run off and wreak plz/club havoc for my own selfish amusement.

Number six, Holy. Fuck. What the fuck is wrong with the people who are into guro? (If you have no idea what this is, think VERY hard about how traumatized you feel like being before asking me, or (probably safer) looking it up.) Seriously, how fucked up do you have to be to find... that sexy? I can barely look at it without tasting the bile rise in the back of my throat. Made myself get through an entire series anyway, 'cause I'm a psychological masochist. And I repeat: Holy. Fuck.

Number seven, fuck insomnia. For serious. How the hell is it that I end up dancing on the table after four drinks, and yet I seem to totally immune to every sleep-med known to mankind? There has not been one day in the past two weeks where I have managed to fall asleep before 5 in the morning, three fucking hours before my first class. And when I manage to work in more than those three hours average, I sleep FOREVER. I go from three waking hours to three days without sleep with no signs or patterns or moments of normality in between. Fuck you, whatever you are. Brain-thing. Who cares.

Number eight, fuck freaking out and pretending to study all weekend, I'm going to my wifey's. And I'm going to come back broke and possibly hungover. Which is ok, because I'm awesome, in the same way that crazy homeless people are awesome. You know, like disgusted pity.

Yeah, this descended into shit pretty quickly, but then again, it was shit to being with. Whatever. Number nine: fuck this.

~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15691716/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15691716/ Wed, 28 Nov 2007 12:17:14 PST
So part of me wants to forget about this horrid semester and just booze it and eat until I'm sick. Another part of me wants to murder every one of my family members whom I love to bits right now but whom will probably annoy the fuck out of me with trying to [make me] be social and just generally invading my personal bubble of radius 3 feet. Yet another part of me wants to rush out and protest everything that's wrong with celebrating [white triumph over the lesser race].

Yes. It Was The--Middle One.

Okay, so now that I'm done being a tool, Thanksgiving was shitty and I dun wanna talk aboot et. I was the talk of the family, because the black sheep who fails at all life is somehow in college and HOW IS COLLEGE HON DO YOU LIKE IT HOW ARE CLASSES?? And other drama.

OK, good things!

- Teh fath0r's girlfriend (If you're reading this, HI HELEN! ) discovered the magical world of deviantART when I was found dicking around at 4 am, which also means she was exposed to teh lolnazis, violent things, and the nightmares people for some reason decide to put on paper and share with the world. But I got to show off my spooge-art, which is nice after hiding every little scribble from the offline world for whatever paranoid reason. Of course, this also probably means teh fath0r's gonna read this (HI DAD, AREN'T YOU PROUD?? ), but whatever, we already had that fight.

2. [ROBO VAMPIRE] *foam at mouth*

3. I have realized my desire to study subcultures and the people in them. Which means I have a direction. Which is nice, because I've been totally unmotivated and aimless for a couple of years now, so this should help my (one of many) interest-dry-spells.

4. Nothing. Now go away.

~yrbanys


EDIT:
5. I'm not crazy. [Antifreeze is delicious.] And apparently makes a killer mixer. NPI. I swear. I try not to be that lame.

EDIT EDIT: Potential savior from forum missionaries:


]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15599379/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15599379/ Wed, 21 Nov 2007 02:51:17 PST
Also, fuck you if you disagree. You obviously didn't grow up in the '90s in a comfortably sheltered home. Of course, now that I'm all corrupt and watching it for the first time in fifteen or something years I actually understand what the hell's going on. Which makes it much easier to appreciate.

Okay, tangent over. On to actual THANKGIBIN shit:

So part of me wants to forget about this horrid semester and just booze it and eat until I'm sick. Another part of me wants to murder every one of my family members whom I love to bits right now but whom will probably annoy the fuck out of me with trying to [make me] be social and just generally invading my personal bubble of radius 3 feet.

Yet another part of me wants to rush out and protest everything that's wrong with celebrating a. an only-partially unintentional massacre of like a bazillion peoples, b. a handful of retarded Christian fops who couldn't figure out how to plant a bloody potato or trap a bloody squirrel, and c. some American shit my English bits will always have a arseload of scorn for, regardless of how long I've actually lived here. Sorry guys, I just think it's silly.

The plus sides: 1. It's not school. 2. I get to see my brother[s and sister and family and SHIT, KILL ME NOW] ... 3. My order of Robo Vampire will have arrived by now, which means Ultimate Shitty Movie Time. 4. I may actually calm down enough to be able to fall asleep before 4 am, or just fall asleep at all for the first time in three days. Fucking insomnia.

Okay, so I've never been good at wrapping these entries up (mostly because I have huge fucking mood-swings in the middle of writing them), so whatever, I'm going to try to fall asleep again.

Fuck everything,
~yrbanys

EDIT: Re-reading this I realize how much my mood/style actually changes while I'm writing. Maybe mood stabilizers need to be on the bRxakfast buffet too. O_o

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15527632/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15527632/ Thu, 15 Nov 2007 23:10:32 PST
But anyway... I've been working on making some actual improvement in my style/ability/etc, and I think I may have made some, I dunno. But I can say that I probably won't be flooding my gallery with any more Spooge. I don't see the point in making or publishing spooge art, as I don't feel any pride or contentment from it anymore (except my current ID, which I still love to death). Also have done another major purge of my gallery, sending most of the shit I once tried to pass as art into the purgatory of Scraps. I don't know what any of that means, or if it means anything at all. But I think it's a step towards me taking my work more seriously.

So, yeah.

Wanna help? CONCRIT FTW.

THAT IS ALL.

Also, Bumblebee Cannery owns my soul.

Wants more fish now,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15414209/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15414209/ Wed, 07 Nov 2007 23:28:37 PST
Let's hear it for squashing the spirit of freedom of speech! "You can say and think and laugh at whatever you want, but only if we agree with you! And if we don't, we can tool on you and your beliefs and sense of humor as much as we want because you're an evil un-American bigot! SRS BZNS"

A couple of kids at my university are currently under review for having a print of [this] in the common room of their floor. (Note the site the image is hosted on.) Apparently it was found by the cleaning ladies, who were terribly offended after finally seeing it for the first time in the two weeks it had been stuck to these guys' door. The ladies CALL THE POLICE, who quite plainly can't do shit about a piece of paper, and then went to the residence assistant, who then held a Super-Special Super-Serious Slavery Meeting to ensure the future Super-Sensitivity of the hallmates. This is about a demotivator, mind you, a brand of satire our campus is certainly no stranger to. (Several classrooms even have demotivators up and framed on the walls.)

ALSO, I lol'd hard when I first saw that image on ED a month ago, and were I a ballsier being, I, too, would have printed out a copy on a full 11x8'' sheet of paper. OH THE RACISM!

Then, the campus paper gets a hold of the "story" and procedes to misquote and disproportion the happenings to the point of calling it a "hate crime." I repeat: a hate crime. What. The. Fuck.

Okay, the perps didn't handle the situation very maturely or humbly out in the open, but the way it's being handled by everyone and their mom is just stupidity and reeks of unwarranted self-righteousness. OMFG THEY HAS A RACIALIST POSTUH IN DEY FRUDGURATORS! DEY IS OBVUSLY RACIALIST THEYSELVES AND DESERVE THE DEATH PENALTY! LET'S LYNCH US SOME WHITEBOYS, PPLZ!!!!!! It's gotten to the point of ridiculousness where the regional papers are buzzing about youth racism, people are calling in demanding the two be suspended, and some guy who wasn't even involved got beat up in front of the dorm. Fucktards.

Oh, yeah, and apparently there was also a "plus-sized blowup doll" visible from inside these guys' room. This inevitably has caused mass high-horse rapeage as people who have no prior knowledge of anyone even in that dorm have begun screeching about sexism as well. SEX IS NEVAR A JOKE YOU GUYZ! CASTRATE THEM ASAP AFTER THE OBLIGATORY BUTTRAEP WITH TAMPONS! That will totally teach them, yup.

If anything, all this publicity about something so stupid trivializes real hate crimes. This isn't the fucking Jena 6, people. Get the fuck over yourselves.

Not expecting anyone to give a damn, just needed to get this out kthx.

Didn't try hard enough to be super-special super-offensive,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15288096/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/15288096/ Tue, 30 Oct 2007 14:22:05 PDT YOU To Make Its Decisions For It!

Should it:

A. Go to a (presumably) amateur production of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, which I've never seen live,

OR

B. Go to an Anime Club event, showing the first two Hellsing OVAs (subbed), with free potluck sweets?

I don't want to lose my Rocky Horror virginity to a shitty troupe, if that's how it turns out, but I've also already seen the OVA (dubbed, mind you).

And since I couldn't possibly make my own decisions, as an adult is expected to do, I need you, whoever you are, you sick stalker fuck why are you reading my journal, to choose for me.

DO EET AND I'LL THROW CANDIES AT YOU!

Retardedly yours,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/14888814/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/14888814/ Tue, 02 Oct 2007 17:19:52 PDT , and must now list 8 random things about me or suffer buttraep.

So...

1. I love insects. Love 'em. I'm not entirely sure why, but if there's anything I'm a I was actually considering studying to become an entomologist, but then I realized they don't get paid shit.

2. Against all probability, force, and logic, I have never been interested in the Beatles. I've never downloaded one of their songs. Off the top of my head, I can only name "Yellow Submarine" and "Hey Jude." I have had three Beatles fans for roommates, my mom was a Beatles fanatic, most of my friends at school owned and frequently blasted the complete collection, etc etc etc. And I still don't really care.

3. I may have a dental paraphilia...

4. I am currently bleeding profusely from the head, because no matter how hardcore I try to act, I am and always will be a fucking ditzy tard.

5. German is the sexiest language anywhere ever. Again, not sure why. Maybe it's the guttural sound of it, but that still doesn't explain a lot.

6. Everything I have ever done has ended in EPIC PHAIL. Which is okay, because I've come to terms with it and now am trying to make it look like a fucking art form. (See: spooge)

7.Speaking of phail: Lurker EDiot ftw. Too lazy to write entire sections (which are arguably more work than a page on Wikipedia), but still can't get enough of the lulz (and trauma). I think I'm a mental masochist.

8. I am superstitious, in a really odd sort of way. I like to consider myself extremely adventurous, but there are some things I refuse to do, mostly out of the belief that if I do do them, the world will end / I will die / something like that. These things include seeing "The Producers," eating green grapes, listening to Enya's first album, etc.

Uh, yeah, that really sucked, but whatever, I did what you said, now let me go, yadda yadda.

And now, I tag people! EXCEPT THAT YOU NOW HAVE TO LIST 16 THINGS FWAHAHAHAHA.




Supposed to tag 8, but I really don't know eight people, which is mostly why you get shafted with 16.

YEA WHATEVER.

Fecking tardmote'd,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/14720460/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/14720460/ Thu, 20 Sep 2007 19:43:52 PDT
Regardless of all this background, my main point here is that I've decided to get serious with my art. I'm going to need as much concrit as fecking possible, on everything, ever. Not that I really expect to get it, but just keep in mind that if I know you, I am going to be pestering you for opinions. Also, I'm probably not going to upload any new art for a while (I say this all the time. Blah), but when I do, I will do it a LOT. Because it's only so long I can go without whoring for attention by posting shit that would have taken the average ten-year old five minutes to make, but took me five hours.

Eh, fuck. I'm too tired for this shit. Why am I in college? I've been sleeping through classes from sheer exhaustion that was probably brought on by excessive vegetating. I don't think that's even possible. More fuck.

Continuing the trend of ending entries abruptly with incomprehensible drabble,
~yrbanys

P.S. If you haven't spoken to me in the past 48 hours, I honestly never expect to hear from you again. It doesn't matter who you are. As with most things, I'm not entirely sure why. Just know that I'm not taking it personally. Maybe you should, but whatever.

P.P.S. If you're looking for luscious filler, you lose. This entire journal is filler. False advertising wins again! Please, please, make sure to kill me this time.

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/14447323/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/14447323/ Sat, 01 Sep 2007 21:00:35 PDT
So.

I am in college. It's okay, I guess. Taking a gamer-history frosh-seminar, because it is freakin' sweet, and our homework consists of blogging and playing SecondLife (admittedly, a notorious furry and gorean hangout, but better than essays). The rest of the classes are meh thus far but COMPLETELY UNEVENTFUL and take up a fourth of my day, at most. (Another fourth is taken up by walking everywhere.)

Roommate's chill. I'm basically her mom / bitch, but we get along and watch late night cartoons together while eating mac and cheese, because apparently I make a mean EasyMac.

I have friends? Sort of. I know people's names and wave at them as they go by, and a couple of the guys have some by to hang out a couple of times, one of whom is an EDiot and the other is just his own kind of awesome, which is pretty good for the second week. For me, anyway. I think people think I do a lot of acid or something.

Somehow it has just occurred to me that I have never been into the Beatles, in spite of numerous chances to actually listen to their music, be influenced by their listeners and die-hard fans, what have you. I couldn't even name some of their more famous songs, except "Yellow Submarine." And somehow I'm still not that interested in even ripping a copy of "Hey, Jude" with Bittorrent and figuring out what the fuss is about. Douglas Adams, show me the way.

Also: Fuck it, no lacrosse. I don't care anymore. I'll play cancerstix 'til I die.

Once again, I seem to have run out of things to say, or else have just lost interest in this journal. Don't really care which.

Miss you all anyway,
~yrbanys

This was supposed to be a brief update. I guess I need to work on controlling my brain-vomit some more.

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/14278221/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/14278221/ Tue, 21 Aug 2007 19:43:48 PDT
No, I'm not getting laid, or finishing a worthwhile piece of art, or even getting my driver's licence. No, it's something far more (or less?) sinister: I'm going to fucking college. I'm nervous as hell that it's going to turn out to be High School for Grown-Ups, But With More (Less?) Booze. Luckily, I already know my roommate (whom I would like to talk about, but promised I wouldn't, so you probably already have an idea what I'm going to say, and if you don't, stop caring because you're creeping me out, man). It also doesn't help that some Polish exchange student guy I've never met is going to be moving in to my room six hours after I leave. Which I am especially bitter about.

And I have nothing more to say about that.

Much more importantly:
- NEW KITTY! Little calico, yclept Penelope, likes to claw at inanimate objects.
-NEW ART MOVEMENT! Spreading the Spooge to fellow talentless attention whores, one squiggle at a time
-NEW OBSESSION! A certain popular community-based website currently owns my soul. I am most ashamed of myself.

Yeah, stopped caring now.

Would miss you, but is used to this by now, as you should be too,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13974701/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13974701/ Wed, 01 Aug 2007 17:00:19 PDT
Anyway, my regular job is closed through the month of August, and teh fath0r refuses to let me skulk about the house unemployed and 100% broke. (The entirety of my July paycheck only barely covered the expenses I owe for replacing everything super-important I lost when my purse was stolen at Otakon, plus several weeks' worth of Chinese food.) So now I've gone back to my spring job of working at the Humane Foundation-run animal shelter down the street, which isn't great for raising college funds, but is still pretty fun, if not slightly revolting and very cynic-ifying.

HOWEVER... Due to a series of incidents in the past week or so, the shelter is now full to the brim with about thirty month-old kittens and several-week-old puppies. And as an undergraduate (and therefore unqualified) volunteer, I am charged with making the n00b animals people-friendly. Which involves entering rooms full of socially-starved kitties and acting as their scratching post / cuddle slave. I ded from cuteness.

On the other hand, I also have to work with a group of rescued rabbits, only one of which is not white and red-eyed and evil-looking. And all of them hate me. And the one that looks particularly like the Beast of Caerbannog defiled me when I tried to pick it up. FUX.

Uh, I've really lost interest in this journal entry, so I'm gonna go and make some food now.

Not sufficiently medicated yet (apparently),
~yrbanys

P.S. Otakon wrokked. HP7 was shit. Tobi is not, in fact, a good boy and has BORKEND MUH HAERT D': I have a new r4z0rf0n3 and am keeping a black widow pet. WTF.

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13671204/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13671204/ Mon, 09 Jul 2007 19:21:30 PDT
So, I gots all five of my wisdom teeth taken out today, so I'm going to be out of commission for a few days. Don't try to call me; I've got a mouth full of bloody gauze. You can count on horrible pictures of it showing up in my Scraps, though. In about a week.

So, yeah.

And yes, I did say five wisdom teeth. I am a freak of nature. Burn me at the stake.

In a strange daze of pain and medication,
~yrbanys

EDIT: I've decided to nix on the photos, because 1. they'd be boring and lame, 2. I don't care that much, and 3. neither do you. So I'll have to get a blood fix somewhere else.

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13631474/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13631474/ Fri, 06 Jul 2007 08:22:39 PDT
the end

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13395960/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13395960/ Mon, 18 Jun 2007 15:37:20 PDT
Whatever. I'll just make things up and hope he doesn't realize it.

Anyway, I release you from your pain from staring at my new deviations... for a couple of weeks, anyhow. Yeah. Throw bricks at me plz.

Two weeks until diagnosis! D:
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13254804/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13254804/ Thu, 07 Jun 2007 22:24:45 PDT
It's Spooge Season! Yes, because it is summertime, yrbanys is almost certaqinly bored out of her wits and willing to sacrifice the braincells and sanity of those around her to find solace!

How is she planning to do this, you ask as more knowledgeable creatures flee in the opposite direction?

By wasting hours and hours that could be spent saving adorable kittens from certain doom in Paint Shop Pro and posting the horrible aftermath here, on dA! And then watching as onlookers' brains implode with SAND!! (or just fill with anger at the time they've wasted, in turn.)

On a side note, I seem to be newly obsessed with "FTW." Awesome.

Anyway, whatever. Let the sandy skull-filling begin!


~yrbanys FTW.


EDIT: HECTOR! His name is Hector!! I win! *shoots self*

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13142179/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/13142179/ Tue, 29 May 2007 18:20:31 PDT

Oh well. At least I still have that Hotlix scorpion candy and maggot chips. LIFE GOES ON!

Oh, and I have only five days left to graduate with honor. Tomorrow, I start my special solo quest-of-conscience thing where I can't talk for 24 hours and go on a sort of vision-quest thing wherever I feel like going. It should be sweet and revelating.

Mad nice,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12840538/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12840538/ Fri, 04 May 2007 13:47:49 PDT really tired, and pretty disoriented to boot, so this is not going to be eloquent or perhaps intelligible.

So.

Our headmistress thought it would be a super-cool idea to ban limos for prom and to move everybody to the party in a charterbus. The news came and filmed it a bit, because apparently it was the most interesting thing going on at the time (which is very likely, considering that the most interesting thing that goes on (outside of the Sub-Genius campus) out here is cows). I loathe them.

Otherwise, prom was fun, but it wasn't great, especially considering that I spent most of the night being sick, and my prom date's girlfriend tagged along, which made for some ditchingness. But I got to do some serious raving at the dance and sufficiently convinced most of those present that I was intoxicated. Fun fun.

Meanwhile, I seem to be having my mental breakdown of the month, which is bad, because I'm a senior and Seniors Do Not Have Existential Depressions During Their End-Of-The-Year Evaluations (which, by the way, determine whether or not I get to graduate).

I actually don't care about finishing this journal entry anymore. Sorry for the inconvenience (/ convenience?)

~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12743800/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12743800/ Thu, 26 Apr 2007 14:50:01 PDT
Order-out Chinese food is the shit.

Just thought I'd let you know.

Oh, and it's five weeks until graduation. Hoorah. *shoots self in face*

Ja,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12556295/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12556295/ Thu, 12 Apr 2007 07:56:09 PDT A piece of my soul has died with him, stupidly enough.

Read more here.

Thank you, Kurt, for teaching us to express our fury at abstract forces through existential humour and literature.

"The practice of art isn't to make a living. It's to make your soul grow."
--Kurt Vonnegut



ORIGINAL RANT SHIZ0RZ.

So I got into UMW, one of my top-choice colleges, right, and got wait-listed at F&M, my other top choice. I'm supposed to be coming home this weekend to visit them, seeing as last time I even spoke to someone from UMW was spring break of junior year, and the one time I visited F&M was during a tornado (and, thusly, have no idea what the student body looks like). This is good right?

Only in order to go off-campus I need to get all of my teachers and a handful of other faculty to sign this form, and be 100% up to date on my work, and get replacements for all my jobs, and book a ride to and from the airport, and take an Ethics midterm. I need to get all of this done by tomorrow morning, but preferably tonight.

Meanwhile, one of my better friends at school has been sent home for a couple of weeks for getting increasingly frequent panic attacks, an even better friend is spending the next week at a mental hospital for self-mutilation and such, and I feel like stabbing myself in the head with a fucking razor-edged spoon for being too caught up in my own insignificant issues to notice that either of them were really struggling to cope. I now have no on-campus confidants.

Plus, I still haven't gotten to see Grindhouse. FUXXORZ.

I look forward to going home, IF I ACTUALLY GET TO, if only to unwind from feeling like shit all the fucking time.



You know, I sort of feel bad for making you lot read about how ZOMG MIZERABUL!!!!1 I am all the time. Send me a rant if you've got one.

FUX,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12471623/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12471623/ Thu, 05 Apr 2007 14:27:01 PDT
Basic summary (ZOMG SPOILORZ):

Violence, boobies, underage boobies, sex. Brolick Spartan dudes naked save for capes and black speedos. More violence, with some sweet monster-people-things that didn't really exist, um, ever, but are still a lot of fun to watch slaughter and be slaughtered. Again, violence. Boring politics, soon made interesting by non-con buttseXX0rz. More violence. Some drama. That guy from Van Helsing who plays the obnoxious friar gets sent home for his m4d king skillz0rz. Lots of people die. Close with friar-king-haXX0r leading Greece to VICTOLY. Roll bloody credits.

No, really.

Also, I seem to have pulled my ass.

Oh, and Happy Passover!

TONIGHT WE DINE IN HELL,
~Spartan!yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12244086/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12244086/ Mon, 19 Mar 2007 11:04:31 PDT
I got into Mary Washington I got into Mary Washington I got into Mary Washington I got into Mary Washington!!!

(There is no existing emote to express my joy, so I used three of them. It might work. I dunno.)

So, I have returned to t3h Sub-Genius for lacrosse pre-season, which is a literal pain in the ass, but entertaining. (My schedule the past few days: lacrosse, breakfast, lacrosse, sleep, lacrosse, dinner, sleep. plz kill meh plz.) I have been existing on a diet of month-old bagels and cream cheese, because that's what the school has right now.

I feel like the shit. And shitty. Doing 50 long sprints tends to do that to you.

My everything hurts but I feel happy,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12041308/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/12041308/ Sat, 03 Mar 2007 14:23:52 PST
Drop me a line and tell me how pissed you are I'm back.

Otherwise, know that I'm going to waste a lot of time here filling your brains with sand. I might decide to start that ongoing project of relating my time at Bob's Academy of Sub-Genius, but if I do, it'll stay in the Scraps for a while.

Hells yes.

Glad to be back,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11945044/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11945044/ Sat, 24 Feb 2007 08:45:22 PST
Plans:

- Get mah driver's licence, finally. (I know, I'm really late! SHUT UP!)

- Get a fecking job, ya bum.

- Party with Hyou-chan, Fuji-chan, and Kuma-kun. (Hopefully.)

- Pick on teh br0th3r.

- Perhaps snark some fics. Haven't done that in a while.

- Do somethng about prom. Dunno what.

- Relax and do nothing. Yay!


Meanwhile, I've been stressing out and dying, because I've got a cold, and the Fantasticks is running, and I have to sing really loud, really high, and really nasally. All of last night I thought I was going to have a coughing fit on stage. It is teh suXX0rz. But the play is the shiznit. Hooray for rampant abuse of the word "rape" and the offending of the masses!

Also.... Exams are going to ass-rape me! Yeyz! D:

All in good time, my friends. I shall see thee soon.

Much brain damage,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11811078/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11811078/ Wed, 14 Feb 2007 08:14:42 PST
Roses are #FF0000
Violets are #0000FF
All my base
are belong to you.

(And, alternately,

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
AIDS is contagious,
So watch who you screw.)

Don't die of pinkness, fluffy hearts, or diabetic comas.

LURVE,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11614809/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11614809/ Mon, 29 Jan 2007 17:38:59 PST I've tried to find an exclamation that fully expresses all the pain and frustration and hate and overall disappointment I'm feeling right now, and all I've got is, "Oh well."

I got into college. Whoo. I also got a four-year scholarship for academic achievement. I'm sure the Instigators will automatically understand a lot more about the college once they hear that. It's the only one I've heard back from so far, which is more upsetting than anythign else.

I've been getting crippling migraines and no slack from teachers for it. In fact, my English teacher has finally come to loathe me. My peers seem keen to cover their asses by shitting on my life.

My grades suck. I have almost no hope of getting into a good college, as long as they want to see my midterm grades. I haven't got a lot going on in my future.

My dad apparently thinks I'm suicidal, or something. He's coming up this Thursday for a conference with me and a couple of bigwig faculty. Oh well.

The good things going on are the initiation of my anti-Sub-Genii into the Cult of the Zombie. I bought The Devil's Rejects on Sunday as a means of feeling better. I did. Now I'm back to being pissed, but whatever.

The play is going well. Our Matt is struggling to remember his lines, and one of the Mutes is terribly reluctant to do anything but talk and sing, but otherwise I think we're on a roll. We're set for February 22, and we still need to start Act II.

Er, yes. I never hear from anyone anymore, which is mostly my fault, but if you need to talk to me, dA's the place.

I don't know if I wish I was home. But I wish I wasn't here.

Oh well.
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11566087/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11566087/ Thu, 25 Jan 2007 15:01:01 PST 02. Name – Yrbanys, Livi, Olive, what have you.
03. Astrology sign – Taurus. Go figure.
04. Gender – Female. I think.
05. Eye colour – green, with some odd orangey shit in it
06. Favourite colour(s) – green and blue
07. Glasses – Only on those occasions when my eyes crap out on me.
08. Location – The Academy of Sub-Genius, Cow Town, USA
09. Single or taken – single forever
10. Brother and sister's names – Dave, Julie, Jordan, Jeffrey... and H-- *kills self before cheesiness can be spoken*

Have you ever :
11. Cut your own hair – Nope.
12. Done something that you regret – Every day
13. Skipped school – Yeps.
14. Bungee-jumped – Sort of
15. Punched someone – Every day
16. Cheated on a test – yep. :embarassed:
17. Been cheated on – nopes
18. Broke into someone’s house – no...
19. Been out of the country – Hells yes.
20. Been to a funeral – Yep. They suck. But the food's usually good. I'm going to Hell for that statement.
21. Used a lighter –Yep. They're cheaper than matches in Spain
22. Been on a stage – yep. Recently, too.

Favourite:
23. Season - Fall. It's just nice. And the trees look like they're on fire.
24. Food – SUSHI
25. Ice cream flavour – either Oreo or Cookie Dough
26. Candy – crack-cocaine
27. Person – Carly the sex-goddess rock and roll Amazon queen... Maybe.
28. Book – Either "Men at Arms" or "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil"
29. Song – Why must you make me choose? Vater Unser? A Pain That I'm Used To? I don't have a clue.
30. River – Tam
31. Place – my room
32. Sport to watch on TV - Battle Bots?
33. Disney movie(s) – Maybe Aladdin
34. Disney Princess –
35. Name for a daughter – Morgan MacMorgan, or Alessondra Napoleon

Do you prefer :
36. Chocolate or vanilla – Vanilla
37. Coffee or Cappuccino – Flavor shots with coffee in it
38. One night stands or long relationships – Long relationships?
39. Cats or dogs – cats
40. Scary movies or comedies – Scary comedies!
41. Short or long hair on the preferred sex – Shortish
42. Croutons or bacon bits – Croutons. They're kosher. I dunno.

First things that come to mind :
43. Chainsaws – I concur... Fluorescent orange! Teehee.
44. School – Fuck it, fight it, it's all the same.
45. Cows – I hate cows.
46. Canada – Blame them.
47. Mouse – Yuki!
48. Hand – Bad things and a Russian website.

The past 3 days, have you :
49. Talked on the phone – Yep
50. Watched a movie – Disney marathons after study hall. ^^
51. Cried – Probably. The days have been a nasty blur of emotion.
52. Drank a glass of water – NEVER.
53. Read a book or magazine – There's this thing called homework, you should try it, y'know. *dies of hypocrisy*
54. Watched TV – DISNEY MARATHON. *foams at mouth*
55. Looked in the mirror – Yeps.
56. Taken a shower – yep.
57. Taken a picture – My camera's buh borked. ;_;
58. Listened to music – Right now.
59. Told someone you love/like them – In a non-emotional, non-sexual way, sure.
60. What time is it – 6:00 PM


I tag Achmetha, if he ever gets online, and Randomsome1.

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11365916/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11365916/ Mon, 08 Jan 2007 17:35:37 PST


I've decided to do the 100 themes challenge when I get back, just to piss people off. It'll be done entirely in Spooge.

Soon my sand-filled-headed zombie army shall be complete...

I plan to have this endeavor sponsored by Alpine Survival Nuclear Bomb Shelters. God, I want one. So do you. Yes you do. You want to hide from my spooge art, the United Nations, and Paris Hilton. Buy one. Buy one now.


I think I need a life, or to go back on my meds. Legit.

Fucking batshit,
~yrbanys


I am not a person. I am a thing.

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11165106/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11165106/ Sat, 23 Dec 2006 17:27:13 PST

We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a happy Hanukkah, we wish you a merry Kwanzaa, and Winter Solstice, and Ramadan, and a New Year Shindig.

Ho yes.

It's really cold. Fuck the Holidays.

~yrbanys


P.S. If you read this, I expect you to send me a note or something with what you want me to get you for Christmas.* Else I shall send you something incomprehensible, tacky, or just bad. BEWARE!!


*Instigators, Fan-Fic Slayers, and Hydelings

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11052195/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/11052195/ Wed, 13 Dec 2006 14:51:11 PST nothing
nothing
nothing
nothing
nothing
nothing


I remain at teh Sub-Genius until Sunday evening, and then leave for teh Uberparents' for the holidays.

Fun fucking fun.

I'm too emotionally exhausted to explain at the moment, so I'll do it later. (I don't really know when later is, sorry.)

I apologise. I suck.


~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10995994/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10995994/ Fri, 08 Dec 2006 14:40:00 PST
I had some time, so instead of calling any of you to let you know how I've been, I decided to reorganize my gallery and send a bunch of worthless crap to my Scraps. Not all of the worthless crap, just the crap I don't really like anymore or isn't photography.

Why?

Because I can. And because your mom.

Indeed.

Still a fecking hobo,
~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10858420/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10858420/ Sun, 26 Nov 2006 15:42:12 PST
I will probably miss you if you are reading this, unless you're just some weirdo who happened to look me up for whatever stalkery reason. In that case, I hate you, and I hope some day by pure coincidence I will bludgeon you to death with a fold-up chair on one of my insane rampages.

Er, yes. Farewell.

~yrbanys

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10831917/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10831917/ Fri, 24 Nov 2006 08:14:45 PST
That's all I have to say.

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10710583/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10710583/ Mon, 13 Nov 2006 10:29:16 PST
Which is precisely what I'm doing right now.

This is sort of a cover-update so people stop worrying about me / my mental health / those within my immediate vicinity.

So.

I am fine. I'm just suffering a bit of brain-hands-mouth vomit. If I think it, I have to write it, and if I can't, I have to say it. Dunno why. A portal of vile wordiness seems to have been opened in my mind, so until I get things figured out, I'm probably going to be saying a lot more random or stupid or ranty things.

On a completely unrelated (or somehow related?) note, I have discovered that I am a huge horror / thriller fan. I don't know why it's taken me so long to find this out, or undergo such a change, but I have, so there. Note the difference between horro flicks like Dawn of the Dead and torture-porn movies such as Hostel. I still can't stand that societal dreck.

Um... prep for classes. Bye.

~yrbanys

Oh. There it goes.

A jerk is a tug and a tug is a boat and boats go in water and water is natural and nature is beautiful so fuck you, asshole.

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10679363/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10679363/ Fri, 10 Nov 2006 13:05:48 PST
I'm staying at teh Sub-Genius an extra four days to get some make up work done. ;_; I won't be free after that until Saturday.

I am uber-pissed-off. All I want is to be home and stop worrying about college for a day.

I'm very worried that my hostilities towards ever yone and everything are going to get out of control very soon, very publicly. Daydreaming about how nice it would be to be a Viking and chop people's heads off if I so chose is getting less stress-relieving. It's like that first time you smoke, it's so nice and relaxing, but then you smoke some more, and then next thing you know you're smoking several packs a day and crave nicotine at inappropriate times like during important exam sessions when you know there's no way you can afford to slip outside and have a smoke before it's finished but you keep thinking about it and thinking that you can't and then you realize half an hour's gone by and you've written about three words on the entire six page exam and all of them are prepositions. And it's so very frustrating to have to force yourself not to think and just do and I think this rant's gone on quite long enough.

Anyway.

I'm going to stop before things get more out of hand than they are, or something. Whatever.

I miss all ye Instigators, and I shall hopefully be available for social things next weekend. Cheers.

Losing my mind, one thousand blazing and screaming neurons at a time,
~yrbanys

EDIT: P.S. Super Self-Important Poll: What colleges are you all applying to? SAT scores this time around? I don't think I've actually asked recently. Moi, I'm not applying anywhere nice, Mary Washington at best, and although my SAT scores were much nicer, my GPA is teh suck. Go figure.

I am going to apply to hobo school and learn to be a hobo and graduate magna cum laude in hobology and grow up to be the most [un]successful hobo in all the land. And great businessmen will come from far and wide to give me spare change, and I shall wink at them like this --> but with more scruffiness because at that point I should be thoroughly rusted to the ground.

...

I'm terribly sorry, it seems I can't remember how to shut up. And because I am so very in love with every disgustingly narcissistic thing I say or do or type, and cannot stand to live without all of the negative attention it draws to my godawfully obnoxious self, I am going to save this degrading pit-stain of a journal entry as it is so you may all stare in awe and wonderment and stuff at my keyboard-brain-vomit.

Have a good day.

(Damn, do I know how to rape those adjectives. Lock me up for genocide.)



If you are still reading this, you are a fucking idiot. Go away. Now.

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10228438/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/10228438/ Fri, 29 Sep 2006 17:41:54 PDT
*head asplodes*






(Read as: I miss teh Instigators muchly, but am too overloaded with "fun" Hydey senior stuffness to be able to tell you in person. I'm not dead, just... resting. Actually, that's a fucking lie. I haven't gotten a moment's rest in aeons, but we'll ignore that and just say I'll survive, and you'll know when I'm back. Miss the lot of ye.

Hugs to those who want them,
~yrbanys)

]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9911137/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9911137/ Wed, 30 Aug 2006 18:31:56 PDT

This is the last entry I make before my subscription runs out. TT_TT Farewell, spoogey header and lovely benefit-things. I shall miss thee.

I'm leaving early tomorrow. I'm sorry I didn't really get to say goodbye. I'll see you all in November, hopefully. I will miss you.


Ciao.
~yrbanys

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This is really the only reason I have a footer in the first place. --> ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9736549/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9736549/ Tue, 15 Aug 2006 12:08:25 PDT

Holy shit KILL IT!

Listening to: Mindless Self Indulgence: "I Hate Jimmy Page"
Reading: Founding Brothers by [STILL too lazy to find out]

SNAKES ON A PLANE!

3 MOTHERFUCKIN' DAYS!

BE THERE OR BE A LITTLE GODDAMN BITCH!



(Yes, I know I stole this from my blog. It's mine. I can pirate it all I want, no matter what that idiot J. Irving says.

I also know that this is getting old. I don't care. It's the freaking awes0me. I will not relent until the marked day.)


MOTHERFUCKER!!
~yrbanys

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This is really the only reason I have a footer in the first place. --> ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9694631/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9694631/ Fri, 11 Aug 2006 19:03:06 PDT

Holy shit KILL IT!

Listening to: Garbage: "Queer"
Reading: Founding Brothers by [still too lazy to find out]
Watching: V for Vendetta... again.

Word of the Month: spooge.

Sometimes I really do like my brother. Specifically, when he does what I tell him to. That way, I can get my nephews to be quiet without actually having to give them atomic wedgies myself.

...

Yes, that is the only reason I chose to update my journal.

...

Oh, and Otakon 2006 was t3h R0X0RZ!!1 I wanna do it again next year. Except next year I'll cosplay as an original character who beats the crap out of idiots, and then go and hang out at the LARP. It'll be fun, I promise. Even after I get kicked out.

I really love my header for all the shit I'm going to get for it,
~yrbanys

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This is really the only reason I have a footer in the first place. --> ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9669948/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9669948/ Wed, 09 Aug 2006 20:46:43 PDT
Mood: WTFF? D:
Listening to: Megaherz: "Marz"
Reading: Founding Brothers by... um... too lazy to find out

Sweet Jeebus, what the flying fuck happened?

There are sooo many things wrong with this. One, the detail is entirely lost. (Like the message notices on the top bar: Why was it superfluous for me to know what kind of messages I got?) Two, it's a nasty-looking layout. Really nasty. (What's with the peace sign?) It's like the GAFF forums: Nothing works, and when it does, it's slow and it makes my eyes feel like they're being beat up on. Three: Where there is detail (such as on the front User pages), it's too much and poorly organized. The clutter looks sloppy and thrown together. It gives my migraines migraines from overwork. Four: Where IS everything?! I haff no idea what is goink on!

Seriously, what was wrong with the old layout that this bubbly-spooge theme seemed like a good idea? Isn't it possible to improve the Search feature without giving the site a boob-job?

Someone kill it, please.

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This is really the only reason I have a footer in the first place. --> ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9578587/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9578587/ Wed, 02 Aug 2006 15:19:04 PDT
Mood: Estatic
Listening to: Megaherz: "Marz"
Reading: Iccha Iccha Paradise
Watching: PotC: DMC

I have seen DMC, and it is good. Really good. Also, I have just received a subscription from my new Master, . All bow before him. I said BOW, damn your vomitous souls!

Anyway, um... DMC was awesome. I must go see it again. NOW.

Also, Otakon is fast approaching, and though my costume looks awesome if I do ssay so myself, I have a feeling I may have to accomodate the weather rather than my fancy. It is generally discouraged to wear dark, long sleeved shirts under heavy vests and gloves and a ninja mask, all while waiting in line outside in 100 degree weather. That's generally how you overheat and die (or else just get really gross and sweaty, which is still rather unpleasant anyway).

Um.. I have to go and cook dinner and exploding smoothies now. Sorry. More rant later! Yeys!

WATCH OUT FOR THEM SNAKES ON A PLANE!
~yrbanys

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This is really the only reason I have a footer in the first place. --> ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9500601/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9500601/ Wed, 26 Jul 2006 11:59:55 PDT Listening to: Spanish people arguing with French people
Mantra of (the Rest of) the Week: Must. Finish. Postcards!


It's one of my very favorite times of the year, possibly moreso than Christmas, mostly because no one's blaming the Jews for killing Jesus, I think, or at least not more than they usually do. I especially love the winner of the Detective Fiction's entry.

[link]

Because nothing beats a good snark. Ever.

...

Three more days!


-yrbanys ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9490049/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9490049/ Tue, 25 Jul 2006 12:48:05 PDT Watching: Camarón
Reading: "A Prayer For Owen Meany" by John Irving
Listening to: Weird Spanish techno...


I am never drinking hard alcohol again. Ever. Nor am I ever going to use a flavored hookah, if any, especially if this bump in my mouth turns out to be more than a fleshy scab.

I won't go into detail, but I will say that last night was both one of the best and without a doubt THE worst night of my life, depending on what point in the evening / early morning we're talking about.

I feel like shit, but I can't make myself fall asleep. Fuck.

I'll hopefully feel better tomorrow, before exams. Very, very hopefully.

I miss everyone. I can't wait to be home Saturday.


Oh, and absinthe is ok, in moderate quantities, but it doesn't make you see shit.

-yrbanys ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9371332/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9371332/ Fri, 14 Jul 2006 02:31:33 PDT
On a vaguely more inappropriate note: Although they're technically supposed to, no one cards in Salamanca, or, from what I've heard from my fellows, anywhere in Spain. And thusly, I can gets me some sangría, bacardi, and über-cervezas. Plans run as to try one of everything so long as I'm here, without getting tipsy.

I only have three major issues here. The first is that Pirates of the Caribbean 2 isn't showing in Spain until very late in July, and when it is finally out, it'll be dubbed in Spanish. As much as I'd love to hear Johnny Depp's Spanish dub voice or try to learn something from watching Spanish movies, I don't want to tarnish my first viewing of DMC with having only a vague idea of what's going on at all.

The second issue is that I got placed in a lower Spanish language level than I'd like, in which we're mostly going over things I already know. The other class, Global Communications, is all swell and fun and educational (and is taught by an amazingly perverted profesora ), however, so it's all good.

The other issue, the less easily solved one, is our French boarding mates. I'd rant about how I loathe their disrespect of our señora's house and raucous disregard of other people's normal sleeping schedules, but I'll leave it to the imagination and say that I can't wait until they get the hell out of here.

Otherwise, it's been very enjoyable thus far. I'm leaving for Portugal this afternoon and staying for the rest of the weekend. Why, I'm not entirely sure, as they don't speak Spanish there, but it may prove a lot of fun.


And I desperately miss everyone at home, believe it or not. I really, really want to go see DMC with the Instigators and chill and prep for Otakon. ;_;

I bring back lots of souvenirs, ok?

Muchos abrazos,
yrbanys

P.S.
¡¡¡LOOK WHAT I CAN DO!!! *gloats about European keyboards*

P.P.S. Yey I write too much! ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9194066/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/9194066/ Mon, 26 Jun 2006 22:42:23 PDT Listening to: Vater Unser BACKWARDS
Watching: Broken Trail or someshit
Reading: The Razor's Edge ( )


I's goin' ta SPAIN on Thursday! For a whole friggin' month.

I am happy.


I have also recently gone on a submission slurge, because I'll be away so long I figured I'd leave a month's worth of works or something. They all suck. Please leave concrit when you see them and happiness will come both our ways. I love you. I promise.

I've been feeling very drugged-up lately. I haven't taken my meds in nearly a month.

Um...

I'm going to bed now.

...

SPAIN!!

~yrbanys ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8931749/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8931749/ Wed, 31 May 2006 15:19:21 PDT Listening to: Marilyn Manson: "Tainted Love"
Reading: CollegeBoard.com


SAT scores... so... bad...

I don't know how I managed to botch the exam so badly... I almost thought I'd done well. I'm definitely going to have to retake them, but I don't think I have the will power to go through the same Hell of stress and essaying again...

On the upside, I'm going to be posting what artwork I do have later this week, when I have time. It's not going to be a lot of good-quality anything, since the passable stuff got wiped out, but it'll be something. Possibly, if I can stand retaking them, some paintings from last month.

It's good to be home. I'm sorry I haven't been able to see or speak with any of the Instigators since I've been back, but besides having become almost entirely nocturnal again, I've been loaded down with work around the house. (Read as: I usually just wake up as t3h br0ther returns from exams, and after that I procrastinate with my chores until it's absolutely crucial that they're completed.)

I will still be missing all of you until I finally do see you. Sorry I suck.

Not quite vampiric (yet),
~yrbanys ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8916317/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8916317/ Mon, 29 May 2006 22:25:19 PDT Listening to: "When Worlds Collide" - Powerman 5000
Reading: Summer Advantage packet
Mantra of the Week: Kill me now.

I have had a nice day. I have done some worthwhile work around the house and in the garden, entertained guests, brought a couple of my friends' kids fish, and generally tried to be pleasant. I have spent very little time on the computer considering it's my first day back from "prison."

My dad's girlfriend, who lent me lovely earrings for prom, is leaving for the evening. I return the jewelry and decide to show her some pictures of prom that I took on my digital camera.

Outside of the one blurred and awkward picture on the internet (not counting the one where half my back makes an appearance), these are the only photos of prom that my date and I appear in. They are rather nice pictures too. They are probably the only pictures of myself that I feel I look vaguely un-ugly in.

I ask my father afterwards if I can put them on a CD, since my computer's too crowded not to crash if I put any more image files on it.

It is hooked up.

The files are transferring from the camera to the computer.

...An alert window pops up: "Cannot read source disk or file."

I click "OK" and try to resend the files.

And try to resend the files.

Nothing is happening.

I check the CD. There are no files yet.

I check the memory card to see if the photos are still there.

...Oh no. Oh, God, no.

The photos. They're DEAD. I KILLED THEM.

Oh God, why hast thou forsaken me so? Why? WHY??


I checked the card on the E: drive to be certain. Then the Recent Files folder. Then the entire C: drive. Nothing.

I hate. What I hate, I do not quite know, but it's some sort of tie between me, my computer, life, and teh HOLEH. Maybe I'm just undermedicated, but that's always my excuse.

Feh. I go to sleep, for lack of better way of dealing with my pissed-off-ed-ness.

Because I just can't get out of that dark pit of depression unless I drag other unsuspecting people in, beat them senseless, and then use the pile of bodies as a human step-stool,
~yrbanys

P.S. If you give me sympathy, I will crap on your life.

P.P.S. I'm home. I missed you. Yes, you. Huzzay.

P.P.P.S. Oh God, I really am overreacting. Someone get me some vodka and a cigarette, please. Or a Midol. Whatever. ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8841806/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8841806/ Mon, 22 May 2006 06:45:03 PDT Listening to: Infected Mushrooms: "A Psychedelic Trip"
Reading: Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman
Should be doing: My homework. ("Fuck that shit.")
Mantra of the Week: SWEET JEEBUS WHY?


One week.

I'm going to die. Oh God. Please kill me.

...

ONE WEEK!

~yrbanys ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8699366/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8699366/ Sun, 07 May 2006 10:18:12 PDT Listening to: Radiohead: "The National Anthem"
Watching: Silent Hill. WTF barbed wire rape.
Mantra of the Week: Get your fucking make-up work in, dammit! (I know, it's a crappy mantra, but it helps. It does. I'm not in denial. Shut up! They're laughing at me, mom!)



Huzzah. I am lazy and will list more shiznit that hath gone down this fine weekend.

1. Prom was fun. And awkward. And my date forgot his name when they asked for the prom photo. It was cute. I shall post pictures upon return.

2. SATs sucked. Hard. I think I'm going to get points taken off for spelling my name wrong or somthing stupid like that. But I got a giggle out of a question that mentioned a fanatically inflexible supporter of one political stance or another who just so happened to be named... Anderson. (I'm going to pretend that this means that someone on the college board watches / reads Hellsing. ^^)

3. I have lots of make-up work to do in order not to spend an extra two weeks here over the summer. Oh joy.

4. I cough up lungs! Yey! (Or, as Brooks would say, "Yummeh!")


Er, yes. <3 and s to all the Instigators. I miss thee terribly.

Saying "yey," "eh," and "hooray, there's a rosebush?" too much,
~yrbanys ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8669662/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8669662/ Thu, 04 May 2006 07:51:21 PDT
1. I can go to Otakon. Teh br0ther may also be going, and if he is, he will be cosplaying. I keep saying I'm going to call Hyoutan about this, but I haven't. Please kill me with a brick.

2. I have been on 2-4 twice in the past two weeks for the same thing: HOMEWORK. How boring. Next time I'm going to smoke a cigarette and turn it in and then laugh at Dean's Area when they say they don't believe me.

3. PROM. TONIGHT. OMFG. I stab my head.

4. AP SPANISH EXAM. THE OTHER DAY. OMFG. *is dead*
(It made me feel really stupid. Hooray.)

5. Me + lotsa make-up work + Prom + t3h ch33p = AWKWARDNESS. Yey.



This public service announcement brought to you by the Abuse A Shift Key Foundation. When it comes to banging your head on the keyboard, just say no. ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8425255/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8425255/ Mon, 10 Apr 2006 07:39:52 PDT Mood: 1337 and unmedicated
Listening to: Frontline Assembly: "Haloed"
Watching: V for Vendetta


I'm really busy. I've only got about five minutes to type this. I'm also not on my meds. Hooray.

I got kicked out of Dean's Area. Apparently joking about busts is grounds for serious trouble, especially when stupid people take you seriously, especially when there actually is going to be a bust, regardless of whether you knew that or not.

There was a bust on Friday. I got through as one of about thirty people who weren't dirty, or who didn't get caught. One of my friends was weeping when he addressed the school for being cowardly, and I felt awful for letting so many peole get away with so much shit. One of my other friends, possibly my best guy friend here, got called out for stealing a girl's iPod, so when I got out of there I punched a wall pretty hard, and made my hand bleed under the skin. This seems to be my new way of dealing with stress.

I've been doing a lot of painting lately, nearly every day. I keeps me from punching walls and breaking my fist. It makes me feel better, and I love the art anyway. I'll probably post some of the better ones when I get a chance.

I hope that I can call Hyoutan this week, because I think I can go to Otakon, but the phones have been out for a while, and I've got essays to write, and stuff.

I haven't spoken to anyone outside of school for nearly two weeks. I haven't had time. I'm sorry. I keep trying to send emails, but I've been blocked from sending mail because Outlook Express is too clogged up with old mail that I need. I've sent a couple Notes too, but I haven't heard back, and didn't get to say anything important. I wish I had time.

I also wish that I knew how people feel about me.

I don't. I cried last night because I lost my red zipper earrings over the summer.

I have to go, because if I don't, I'll have to do a workout, which won't be fun becasue the school is being a hardass again. s to you all.


~yrbanys ]]> ~yrbanys http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8120152/ http://yrbanys.deviantart.com/journal/8120152/ Fri, 10 Mar 2006 09:56:27 PST





Back from Winsconsin. Going to a play at teh Wakeyness, and prolly going to see some of teh Instigators, which makes me squeeful. Watch me squee. X3



Lazy, lazy, lazy,

~yrbanys ]]> ~yrbanys