Woods, Decisions, Water, Jobs, Snow, & Beds

This week we will answer some unusual questions, brought to you by Kimber, the color purple and the number 13.


1. Have you ever pooped in the woods?
Yes. Poop doesn't care where you are.

2. You are starving. You have not had anything to eat for days. In front of you is poison ivy, a live hissing cockroach, and a rotten stinky piece of some sort of mystery meat to eat. Which would you pick and why?
Poison Ivy. I'm not allergic to it like other people are and I'm sure as hell not going to eat the other two.

3. Bottled or Tap water?
Depends on which tastes better. Bottled water can taste like ass too.

4. Your dream job, what would it be and why?
No job and getting paid. I'm just that kind of lazy.

5. Do you have any snow globes?
No.

6. Do you like your bed? If not, what kind of bed do you want?
I like my bed, I'm just not too sure about the blankets on it. And I'd like to have a headboard on the frame.

That spark...

... I seem to be missing it at the moment. Here I sit with an entire sketchbook brimming with ideas carrying multiple visual interpretations and yet I seem to be missing "that spark", that thing that engulfs you and makes you want to work on the project, the thing that calls you back to the piece even when you must take care of other things. Don't get me wrong, I look through the sketchbook and I'm thrilled. I love all the possibilities I've archived there. I sit down at the computer and open Photoshop or pick up my camera, and suddenly my thrill is gone.

Anyone have a lighter I could borrow?

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Forgotten

It's been a while since I updated. Perhaps I should do that.

If I could save time in a bottle...

Then I'd really have something.

The real question here is why am I making a blog entry instead of getting on the five tons of work I need to do?

Right. Guess I'll meander off and find something else to keep me away from my studies. Something a little less obvious. An episode of Torchwood while pretending to read perhaps? Sounds good.