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August 17 2010
Drawing of Todd.
Same as below.
He has an extra foot that I'll take off and it's also a camera picture and I like it a lot because it really looks like him.
Drew this today. First proper thing I've drawn in years. Messed up writing 'hitRECord'. It's a LOT smaller than it should've been. Colors are messed up seeing as this is a camera picture.
Still I'm pleased.
Not bad for being so out of practice and it feels good too :)
Hahahaha :)
August 16 2010
One last thing...
This isn't a diary! It's a journal of sorts.
Move to tumblr because 'he' has one?
tshhhhhhh
Enough obsessing for one day in my sad sad life that I waste so foolishly.
It is 4:26 am. I have stuff to do 'early' 'tomorrow' morning -_-
I bed.
Tomorrow I will tell you about our imaginary date.
This is ever so psychotic. And if he ever sees this, he oughtta know this isn't psycho, it's art, it's fiction, it's a story. A story told in pictures.
And I don't like him just because he's good-looking or dresses nicely. I dislike him because he's famous so that certainly isn't it. There's a hundred other nice-looking, well-dressed people out there.
He has an attitude of productivity and usefulness that I find captivating.
Excellent for caveman style performance of hunting ritual for winter storage.
No seriously, he's 'cute'.
That word says a lot more than cuddles.
Nighty night, no one.
Because nobody reads this for sure. My villainous wife won't ever actually read the things I write. She'll roll her eyes and hop off.
And for the record, I'M A GIRL.
I have a wife because...well I can't remember why we ever got 'married'. That evil woman.
So this is a sort of mini-diary.
"I can't come sit in your lap. You're smoking and that upsets my stomach."
"Aw come on."
"..."
"Fine i'll put it out."
I know SOMEONE (my wife) that'd kill to have super hotness of the person she likes (not me -_-) and I have that!
HAHAHAHA! Don't really care so much though.
But it balances previous partakingalization so...
Oh, dearest, why do you sulk?
I do not sulk.
I like to write. The reason I'm constantly writing here is because I have no outlet and I need an outlet. I need to write. Hum hum hum.
I look at JGL and get excited because life is so awesome and the future's so exciting. There's a lot of things that I know are going to happen (Actually just one thing that'll happen several times :( ) BUT I keep that in mind and live today with that in mind and I don't let it get me down too often. It's something that has to be respected and something that is very painful but you shouldn't let it hold you back from where your life 'takes you' and the people you love.
So yay for excitement, unemployment, greatness, whatever comes. It's all going to be great.
To compensate for relatively soulful speaking, see the next post which technically comes first from the top.
Caution: You may need to borrow your nephew's bib, drooling may...dude, just yeah.
Oh hey, darling!
You just did your nails, right?
Lemme see? Oh they're beautiful, dear.
Here, can you hold this for me for a sec? You're a doll.
Btw, the suit he's wearing's probably worth a couple thousand dollars. Nothing a good dry clean can't fix.
He has nice fingers.
I shall refrain from making the observation that that would mean our offspring would have particularly beautiful hands.
August 15 2010
One last last thing, I can't wait till I look back on this way later on and watch history.
Like, how there was a time period where he was my love.
Yooooooooooou guessed it!
My True Love, Baby Tossika acting all high and mighty, which he is, of course. As I write this, he is trying to get into the back of a set of drawers. Deep in the back.
Oooh mama he deep.
I don't want to sound like an old woman past her prime or anything, but I used to act and I used to write and I even co-directed plays as far back as in the seventh grade. I used to write my own plays/scripts, stories, small things. I could never put them back together but you know, it's not about people seeing your stuff because I was always content with my ideas though I never finished them. As you can see down there (No down arrow on keyboard -_-) I like to share. Everyone does. When you see something funny and you show it to a friend. When you make something, it's no different. Another part of it is that you get constructive praise/criticism. And well yes, there's that bit of you that feels good when something you made that you like is appreciated and liked by someone you like.
I want to spend my time better. I said I'd go horseback riding at the beginning of this break thing but I never did.
There's a lot of stuff I want to do and I'm always thinking that I'll do them when I'm older which is stupid because I'll be too busy when I'm older.
Duuuuuuude.
Get life back.
“ Ok, I put up videos inviting collaborative art, twenty notes in a month; scary bear impression gets eighty notes in twenty minutes. I see how this works. ”— Joseph Gordon-Levitt
I don't want to say "Screw you bp" But whoever the hell is responsible for this...
There really are no words for it. Look. This isn't even a fraction of a fraction of it all, but if it were just this one guy that got hurt like this, I'd still be pissed. A lot of people would be. Don't say it was just a mistake. The whole concept of what we're all doing to the earth, its innocent animals that've been living the same for thousands of years... It's like seeing someone eat, especially someone really tough or someone you're scared of. They're vulnerable, real, sensitive and they have the same needs as you. So why are we so stupid?
My heart has been broken.
And all you idiots, lookit this every time you're feeling down over something stupid. If this means nothing to you then you know what to do with the cow.
When he pulls out the shirt...
He has guts. He's real, natural, sort of clumsy. Not really clumsy but he seems clumsy since everyone else in these interviews always seems so uptight or fake, like they've rehearsed how they're going to react to everything, what they're going to say, what they need to include and advertise, they're always so careful with their wording. So then you're not really hearing this talented artist speaking, you're hearing the product of all the things they need to say in the way that benefits their careers the most.
He's a man with guts and not annoying in that "Dude, I got balls man, I'm such a rebel, I like, don't care what you guys think because I've got a fanbase of a million 13 year old girls with t-shirts with my face on 'em. Hey, when you've made it, you've made it." Dude whaaaaa?
He sees it as more than a job, more than 'a way of life'. What he does is something he really loves and appreciates. He really wants to see what everyone else in the world has to offer.
He should see what I have to offer.
I know how to make cup brownies and yogurt.
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