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| Friday, June 1st, 2007 | | 10:35 pm |
| | Thursday, March 22nd, 2007 | | 9:18 pm |
Finally got my fill started. Here is the outline, for perspective.  Current Mood: YAR! | | Saturday, March 10th, 2007 | | 12:04 pm |
How true..
"My theory is that people that are somewhat creative are screwed up, man — they just are. They get great ideas, but they can't stop them. They make up things and scenarios in their head. And I think I — I can only speak for myself — but when I start talking to people when they're not in the room, I know I'm going too far with it." | | Friday, January 5th, 2007 | | 5:30 pm |
!!!!!!!!!! ME: Best thing ever!!  BRIAN: GOATS IN A MOTHERFUCKIN TREE! ME: I think I found a new desktop photo... BRIAN: I'm still laughing...OW. ME: Need to do some genetic mixing with fainting goats and watch them fall off their branch in thunderstorms. BRIAN: I'm crying at my desk....LMAO Their new age viking names would be Toothbreak and Branchsmasher. Current Mood: :D | | Sunday, October 1st, 2006 | | 6:46 am |
Heathen Crusade II If I have to sell a kidney, I WILL be going to this in January. I missed it last year and completely regret it, so not again. My buddy Tiago's band will be playing this year and will be a perfect opportunity to catch up with a lot of cool people I have never met and get dead.  Current Music: Korpiklaani - Kädet Siipinä | | Thursday, September 28th, 2006 | | 4:25 pm |
| | Thursday, September 14th, 2006 | | 8:09 pm |
| | Wednesday, May 17th, 2006 | | 9:18 am |
Sleeve: Chapter Two Ok, so. Spent about 3 and a half hours at Adorn last thursday, and got about 2 hours and forty five minutes done. You all remember (actually, I dont know if I put it up on here) Sleeve: Chapter One ( pictured here. ) Current Mood:  tiredCurrent Music: Nada | | Friday, May 12th, 2006 | | 12:43 pm |
It tastes like burning!
So yesterday was pretty eventful. Went to Adorn Body Art at 2pm and proceeded to get the outline on my sleeve nearly finished. The underside of my forearm is the only place with some open space left, but I have an appointment in June to go back and fill it in. About three hours and not a bad days work. Pictures coming as soon as I get home.
After that, proceeded to the Roseland downtown and saw Joe Satriani and Eric Johnson. Satch was a good show, but I couldn't really retain it all since I was starting to nod off in my seat. Three hours of sleep and massive adrenaline downer is not at all conducive to a good show going experience. Future reference.
Sadly, I have to actually work tonight, so I have been pretty much crashed out at the girlfriends place all day while she is at work. I'll grab some pictures of my arm when I get home this evening and have access to a camera.
PS - Fuck ergonomic keyboards. I typo everything. | | Friday, May 5th, 2006 | | 8:13 am |
Joe Satriani and Eric Johnson. The woman and I are going on thursday. I think Portia said she was going to be there too. Probably some other people as well. Good times. I am going to be all tired and sore though because I am going to be in the chair getting the outline finished on my sleeve until 6pm, and then the show starts at 8. Staying in my seat? Yes. Gonna be good times anyway. I haven't been to a show since October. :(  Current Music: Iron Maiden - Aces High | | Thursday, April 6th, 2006 | | 7:05 am |
New
I am going to get my left arm sleeved this afternoon. Scheduled about four hours with Anne at 1 o'clock. With any luck I'll get all the outline done from shoulder to wrist and have some time left to start some of the shading. Updates to follow.
Current Music: Korpiklaani - Happy Little Boozer | | Wednesday, March 29th, 2006 | | 9:06 am |
Was asked to post it for someone...disregard.
Evey: Who are you?
V: Who? Who is but the form following the function of What, and what I am is a man in a mask.
Evey: Well I can see that.
V: Of course you can! I'm not questioning your powers of observation, I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
Evey: Oh, right...
V: But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace sobriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatic persona. Voila! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vestiges of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Heh ha ha, verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Evey: Are you, like a crazy person?
V: I am quite sure they will say so. | | Thursday, March 23rd, 2006 | | 7:05 am |
| | Tuesday, February 14th, 2006 | | 1:25 pm |
| | Sunday, February 12th, 2006 | | 2:31 pm |
For some reason, I am kind of tickled by the fact that there is absolutely nothing yet in my new apartment except for the ABSOLUTE essentials.  Current Music: Mythbusters. | | Friday, February 3rd, 2006 | | 8:07 am |
I think I am moving into the new apartment this Saturday. Just got to go in and sign the lease and crap. The house isn't sold yet, but I need a place to go and sleep during the day without having to worry about getting kicked out so the realtor can do walkthroughs. I am really not looking forward to having to pay rent/mortgage on two places at the same time, but I can make it...will just have to eat less pizza. The horror.
/end minor update. | | Monday, January 23rd, 2006 | | 6:32 am |
It's amusing, but I can't say why... - Ryan is the only bird that can swim but not fly.
- Only 55 percent of Americans know that the sun is made of Ryan.
- People used to believe that dressing their male children as Ryan would protect them from evil spirits!
- A bride should wear something old, something new, something borrowed, and Ryan!
- If you chew gum while peeling Ryan then it will stop you from crying.
- Ryan can jump up to sixteen times his own height.
- Some hotels in Las Vegas have Ryan floating in their swimming pools.
- The first domain name ever registered was Ryan.com.
- Ancient Chinese artists would never paint pictures of Ryan.
- Early thermometers were filled with Ryan instead of mercury!
| | Wednesday, January 18th, 2006 | | 6:16 am |
| | Wednesday, January 11th, 2006 | | 11:00 pm |
Does this throw me off the geek end? The Fortress of Jomsborg and the Jomsviking. Is it wrong that I think this is the coolest thing I have ever seen? ( Scandinavian Goodness ) Current Mood:  geekyCurrent Music: Turisas - Among Ancestors | | Monday, November 14th, 2005 | | 3:23 am |
From Ruthlessreviews.com:
"I want Pat Robertson dead. Not merely “dead,” however, but pulled from his bed, shaved from head to toe, dipped in boiling water to loosen the flesh, beaten about the face and neck with a nail board, force-fed the liquified organs of aborted fetuses, gently stroked with a cheese grater, and frequently introduced to brass knuckles studded with screws. Writhing in righteous agony, he is then to be nailed to a door, peppered with buckshot, eviscerated, carved, and gloriously pounded with pillowcases filled with doorknobs. With one eye left open, he will be forced to endure the savage rape of his wife, preferably with the majestic tool of a black Marxist, while his children will be stuffed into pornography-laden trash bins, set aflame, and rolled down a hill with an angle of no less than 45 degrees, where they will be met by a pool full of sharks, alligators, piranhas, and the bloated corpses of one hundred random Americans who have professed a love of Christ. If the beast still retains a mere breath of life, he is to be pounded on the back of the skull with a hammer, where each blow will be followed by the pitiless cry, “Your mother sucks cocks in hell!” Then, and only then, is he to be administered a glass of water, allowed a five minute break, perhaps have his brow dabbed with a moist cloth, and finally be returned to a tub full of concertina wire, grain alcohol, Andrea Dworkin books and the broiled scrotums of ExxonMobil 's board of directors. And if that doesn't kill off the bastard, we'll let Jews touch his grandchildren until he croaks from disgust." |
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