Rock-n-Roll Journey to Mars

Made it to school safely, new battery/alternator seems to be working pretty good. Though, it does make a lot of high-pitched whirring noises when I start the car, or when I'm driving really slowly. Anyone on my f-list know stuff about cars? Is this normal? Should I be worried?

Roommate hasn't moved in yet, but I did get to meet some of my suite mates. Who only kind of strengthened my "people can be downright awesome sometimes" sappiness from this morning, as when I first met them, I had been carrying a box and a pillow to my dorm, and was a few feet away from the door when the bottom of the box fell out and all my stuff went everywhere. They helped me put everything back in the box and offered to give me a hand up to my room, even though at the time they didn't know we were in the same suite. :> People have put me in such a good mood today, it's so wonderful.

One last thing from me today:



That's an ashtray. With a "no-smoking" sticker on the bottom. That was in my non-smoking hotel room from last night. When I first noticed it, I was pissed, because I'm always pissed to find ashtrays in non-smoking rooms, but when I saw the sticker I just had to laugh.

Day 10: A photo of me taken over ten years ago



Okay, so, compromise time. Any photos of me that are 10+ years old are on actually film photo prints, at my 'rents' house. They don't have a scanner anymore, because the one they did have was actually mine, which they got as a birthday gift for me a few years back. I do not have any really old photos of me on my laptop, or on my photobucket. This is the oldest photo I have access to, and it's about 5 years old. It was taken in historic Williamsburg, VA, on a trip I took in 8th grade. You can see some blonde in my hair - that's because the previous year, I bleached my hair and dyed it pink (it was supposed to be red, but the dye was terrible). This was when I first started cutting my hair short, which I did to try and get rid of the blonde after the red faded and my roots started to show. I kept going back to that short style until really recently, and I'll explain that in tomorrow's post.

Also, the stocks were just supposed to be a quick photo-op; the friends that were with me also got photos in them. However, I was in them the longest, because my friends couldn't figure out how to work my camera.

Isn't it interesting, how the smallest of things can turn a bad day into a good one?

I woke up feel like crap this morning. I still have insomnia, I woke up with a really bad crick in my neck, and I just felt kind of depressed. I went out to get breakfast at the dining hall and... in the fruit they put out, they had fresh pineapple and strawberries. And just that little thing, of getting to eat my two favorite fruits with breakfast, completely re-energized me and made me feel a lot better about the day.

Also, the day just got better, in that I got my rental fridge delivered! My roomie owned the fridge that used to be in the room, so when she moved out, she took it (along with the microwave and TV, also her's). The dorm has a kitchen with a microwave, so I didn't care about that, but since I like to eat breakfast in my room some days, and whatnot, I kind of needed a fridge. I put in the application for one a week and a half ago, and by yesterday, I still didn't have a fridge. So yesterday, I called the maintenance office, found out that my application was lost somehow, and had to go and fill out a new one. BUT. I got my fridge today. And it actually has a freezer, holy fuck, that's awesome.

Day 7: A photo that makes me happy



This is my cousin, with a baby lion. Why does this make me happy? Well, for one, it's cute as hell. But also because my cousin is my inspiration. All her life, she wanted to be a zookeeper. That's all she wanted to do, from the time she was little until she went to college. A lot of people told her it was a terrible idea, but she ignored them, got a degree in zoology, and now is the head of the pachyderm house in the Pueblo County Zoo. She followed her dream and never let anyone talk her out of it, so when I look at this picture, I'm reminded that I can achieve my goals, and that I should never let anyone get me down.

So, my sister can in to town for a couple days, and we wandered around town and hung out. She also made me finally go to the comic store a few blocks down the street from the college. I've been meaning to go there for a while, but was kind of embarrassed to admit that I don't really read any comics. But the guys at the store were really friendly and nice, and talked me into picking up some Green Lantern comics and reading Blackest Night.

They also made my fucking month. How?

Because they sold me something that I've been wanting for a year.

Something that's kind of rare and hard to find.

That's been out of production for six years.

A Batman Beyond action figure... for $7.

Fuck YES I am going there again.

ETA: Photo!



I didn't realize it until I took the picture, either, but I put Batman right next to my Canned Bat from Carlsbad. :B

My sister flew back to her home on Saturday evening. But earlier that afternoon, she and I went and looked around some of the local art galleries a few blocks from our house. I wore my dapper new hat, which she got a picture of:



I love this hat. It's so damn great.

Also, just because I was downloading pictures from my camera:



Scooter's taken to using the number pad on my keyboard as a pillow. Silleh kitteh.

Today in lit class, we were assigned a very... different assignment. We're supposed to use wordless photos to make an argumentative essay about something that bothers us. We were given about 15 minutes to just make a list of what we worry about. ( This was my list: )

I showed it to my teacher, a total nerd who knows me to be a smart ass. He told me to go for 21. I'm kinda feelin' 18+19. :D

So, I don't have any actual DRAWINGS for you today, but I do have a wall-of-text poem and some ridiculous photos, so I think I've made up for it.

Let's start with the poem. This was an assignment for my US history class. I was given an article about geopolitics used during WWII, and told to select words and phrases, then use those phrases to write a poem. The only other worlds I could use are 'buffer words' like it, and, or, his, etc.
This poem does not endorse or sympathize with the Nazi party in any way. It was merely a bunch of words taken from an article.

Now... I'd post it here, but LJ screws up the format, so go read it here

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So, I got to do the single most villainous thing ever today.



I got to drink green slurpee from Ironman's head like some horrible war chalice. (Cellphone photo, hence the suckiness.)



D also felt like being evil. (I remembered I had a real camera, durrr :B )



I also bought a straw that came with a tiny ironman figurine. Because I'm a tool.



My friend Death got one, too. IRONMAN HIGH-FIVES!

Two sketches today, compiled as one! Whoot!

On the left is a sketch of Z'ram, my Horseman of War character. I always feel kinda bad for her. The entire purpose of her life is to create chaos and then die at the Second Coming of maX Volnutt. Because of that, I gave her a much more complex personality then most minions. And, from time to time, like here, I dress her up in something nicer then that stuffy suit of armor. And two little notes about the outfit; the shirt says Mercy Angel' because I like irony, and I thought the look of the peace sign patch was so cool, I made one for myself.

The sketch on the right is just a random android based in my Mr Face story. I just felt like drawing it, that's all. That, and I wish I had headphones like that. Those would rock so much.



My friends finally sent me photos from the rave!

( See how much of a spaz I am )