So that's handy.

tsurugi, it seems like a small, trivial point, but your spring break is from the 13th to the 22nd, right?

Looks like I'm free this spring break. Anyone near NY who wants me to visit? I'm completely serious.

Your result for The Watchmen Personality Type Test...

Ozymandias

You scored 25% Moral Imperatives and 49% Attitude!

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I really thought I was more of a Doc Manhattan, especially considering how I have no ambition aside to be a comic book artist, but don't actually deeply care too much about it. I can be ruthless and Elitist and Utilitarian &c, but in a meaningless, wishywashy, unconvincing kind of way. o_o

Erm. Hello there, innocent people featuring in my life.

The News.

To whoever decided to kill it, well that was just stupid. Most if not all of the comics in my possession are those I've previewed and read reviews of on scans_daily. It's thanks to them that my comic book collection was expanding exponentially. Without the benefit of their discerning viewpoints, I probably wouldn't have ever bothered to take the risk of buying random comics and hoping they suited my tastes. I'm definitely not alone in this.

It was free goddamn advertising for the goddamn industry, idiot.

*sigh* It was fun and enlightening watching from the sidelines. I loved the culture. A delish mix of intellectuals and slashers and lulz, with consciousness of both the great absurdity and the enormous potential of the medium. I hope they pull together somewhere else, but no one can say if things will be the same.

http://www.fanhistory.com/wiki/Mcbat

Yeah, I don't know what this is. Someone tell me? I did a search for more prominent fandom people (*cough*, my fandom activities do tend to be hidden under 5 layers of code at the end of which there's a locked door guarded by two griffins that's actually a death trap because the real door's hidden on the ceiling) and coming up with random hit-and-miss results, I concluded that this is possibly a guerilla kind of wiki page, or a randomly automatically generated one.

Or, I have a very inept fail stalker. Inept, because wow, they missed my biggest fandoms. By miles. I mean, you know, the ones I'm actually active in. Albeit secretly, surrounded by deathtraps and griffins.

Just some stuff I'll probably get around to actually finishing in 10 years.

( enquire within )

1. Comment to this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with.
2. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.

Superman:
My all-time favourite superhero. I guess that's not saying much, because of the versatility of his character; in the right hands, he's capable of amazing profundity. In the hands-that-are-on-LSD-hey-man-it's-the-60s-whooooooo, he's just the craziest crazy lulzy crack ever. He's anything you want him to be. Hero or villain, nice bit of vintage 75 cent fun for an afternoon walk or a mind-expanding masterpiece.

It doesn't hurt that you're given gems like this, either. Oh, Luthor. Never stop gaying.

Philosophy:
I just think about what most people don't have the time or energy or motivation to. It gets damn annoying for the people around me, but I only bring up questions that need to be asked. Take it or leave it.

Watchmen:
This is seriously excellent writing; this is visual storytelling on a very high level. Every panel carefully planned down to the smallest detail. Not a single word wasted. The Alan Moore-Dave Gibbons power team created a whole new genre and mastered it, straight off, with Watchmen. Tight narrative, moral ambiguity, a gripping yarn. I really can't ask for more.

It's good to see that after so many years, the British still have it.

Sculpture:
A relaxing thing to do between classes. I'm more easily frustrated by it nowadays, because I'm getting better with 2D, but it remains by far the most rewarding, for me.

Bof:
A bit of French fun. I never expected to make friends over a language, but I have.

And a bonus Eddie Izzard:
Check his stuff out. No, seriously. .... You're still here. I can see you. Youtube, right now. Surely a comedian who's earned the title of the 5th Python merits your attention. His is pure, unmitigated genius. Stream-of-consciousness style rambling, and trust me, you want to know what's going on his head. Go!

I love and hate art. I just want to sit down for a couple of hours and doodle. Now that's the side of art I like. The casual art. The hit and run art. Art that doesn't care who judges it, because it's spontaneous and and you can just sit the fuck down with your high expectations and load of textbook bs. I love that art. Not the fiddling around with bloody charcoal for hours on end trying not to get it on my clothes or inhale it while trying to get my head around an unfamiliar medium while trying to please a professor I don't fully understand by getting everything proportionally accurate and the lighting just so. Her accent's thick, and that combined with her roundabout way of conveying ideas (or failing to) just makes for a giant mind-crushing muddle of tedium. I WANT TO DOODLE, DAMN IT.

I miss last semester's art prof. He encouraged creativity. This one drowns it out with still lifes and technicality. I'M SICK OF DRAWING POTS ARRANGED IN CLOTH. THERE ARE ONLY SO MANY WAYS TO MAKE POTS AND CLOTH INTERESTING. AND I COUNT ONE. THE FIRST ONE I DREW. AND THEN I LOST INTEREST FOREVER. I have a whole semester of this to look forward to. I'm counting the days till it's over. THEN I WILL SMASH ALL OF THE POTS WITH A HAMMER AND SET FIRE TO THE CLOTH AND LAUGH AS ALL THE STILL LIFES ARE ENGULFED IN FLAAAMMEEE BURNING DESTROY EXTERMINATE

It's ironic that I'm considering skipping out on art class to stay in to sculpt and work on my comic, but hey. Fuck it. I stopped giving a damn three hours ago, halfway through a geoscience lab that's far too long and far too early in the morning for anyone to want to even live, much less try to find a nice way to tell the Mormons to rebuild Salt Lake City elsewhere, because they're totally fucked if there's a major earthquake. I'm going to do what I want.

Like there are things to be done, and I'm the person to do the doing. Like danger is nigh, but there's no need to worry. I'm right here, frowning from underneath my helmet with my arms crossed over my armoured chest, and I'm the frowniest, helmetedest, armouredest person in town, so have a seat. I've got the situation under control. Show me the four horsemen of the apocalypse and I'll shoot the motherfuckers down. Just the horsemen. Not the horses. Because I'm a good guy. Long live the human race, and be sure to eat your veggies. *V sign as I jump into a Pelican*

No, I'm not high. I'm listening to the Halo soundtrack.

On that note, a question for you all. Are girl gamers really that much of an aberration? I grew up in what might be termed unusual circumstances, so the phrase 'girl gamer' doesn't seem very paradoxical frog to me.

telawrencium.

Scans journal. Check it out if you're into that. You'll have to friend for full scans, but other than that, it is a partial scan paradise of...of.... scans. Uploaded by yours truly.

In addition to this new branch, mcbat is going public. Well, mostly. Or maybe not a lot. I still hold a majority of the shares. So suck on that. Or not. Anyway, personal entries flocked, fandom stuff public.

HEY GUYS. Unfriend me if you've got a problem with me. Or I will do it for you if I think you're just being polite/suppressing anger/lol. Or other sparkly pink wet fluffy things.

In fact, I'll go do that now. (And will include peeps who I haven't talked to in ages anyway.) Comment if you don't mind me so much and I've taken you off.

Yes, this is a largely symbolic gesture. Nothing interesting goes on in this particular reincarnation of journal, so, I daresay, only someone personally interested in me or dedicatedly braindead would want to stay on anyway.

Though I do not mean that as in:

I: Ha, ha, ha, I am elitist!

Rather more like:

I: Ha, ha, ha, I don't want random people reading my entries!

Or, if you prefer:

I: Ha, ha, ha, I am a private person!