Popping Thought Bubbles

okay. three weeks. three solid weeks until i have to leave L.A. and I'M FUCKING DONE WITH SCHOOL.

I AM FREAAAAAKING OUUUUUUUUUUUUT.

things i need to do before i leave:

1. eat at the grilled cheese truck
2. go to a comedy club. any comedy club.
3. see Chelsea Lately
4. see a fucking movie in an awesome movie theater
5. go to a goth club, because apparently LA is the only place with a real scene

and an unofficial 6: get drunk somewhere with really great drinks

really, i should add "find a job", but i don't want to bring that woe upon the internet any more than you.

yesssss these are things to dooooo.

helllllo LJ, we haven't met in quite a while.

i haven't been writing, you see, because i'm a butt. that's pretty much the solid reason and i can't offer a better one at this moment. i've had microblogs in other locations (and no i do NOT mean twitter, i just mean of less substance than the journals i've posted here previously) but none have really had the satisfactory feel that you provide. OLD SCHOOL, YARRR.

first, a basic update. it is thanksgiving now. i am still in LA, working for Cartoon Network. it's...ok? great? it varies day to day. there's a terrible disillusioning process involved because i am really starting to realize that the majority of my coworkers see it purely as a job - just as they would see any other job. how can cartoons be so uninspiring to others? it doesn't compute.

i've made friends though, and that's all i can really ask for. connections. hopefully ones that will come to fruition, and quickly!

my parents are in town for a few days and thank god because i miss them every damn day. i'm really used to being away from them, and it's not that i can't handle it, it's just that i don't like getting comfortable with that feeling.

we're going to the Tonight Show with Conan tomorrow. and then to fancypants Thanksgiving in Santa Monica.

that's it? playing cookin' mama.

anyways. i think i am going to change the format of this blog, because if i leave it up to regular updates it will just never happen. so it is going to be more of a "WTF" or "APPROVE" blog. rants/approvals to come soon (like - hey, you hipster-fawning girl, please get the hell away from my boyfriend - or - dear cousin who is the same age as me: why the fuck are you engaged and when did your brain get eaten by life-destroying maggots? - or - i saw two corgis today! APPROVE)

i guess the corgi one is the actual update - i saw two on the pacific coast highway! i would have stolen them, but i think my parents would have noticed.

Bryan Lee O'Malley at the West Hollywood Book Fair this coming sunday???

yes, plz!!!




i wish we lived in a world where animated people lived with regular people. but i am also delusional sometimes.

you know how Portland is book heaven? LA is comic book heaven. so far i've been to Meltdown Comics, House of Secrets, and two stores in little tokyo (one had shelves upon SHELVES on manga....for every book in english they had about 3 in japanese. but still! SHELVES UPON SHELVES OF RARE MANGA).

so happy.

wisdom teeth out tomorrow. i am reminding internet land so that hopefully any companies trying to schedule interviews with me will get the mental memo that i will not be around and therefore will not drop me from their interests.

*cough*TOKYOPOP*cough**cough*BANGZOOM!*coughcough*

went to a theater-y reunion that was pretty swell in the way that no one showed up that i wanted to kill or punch in the face or punch in the face while killing. i barely talked to chav, but chatted with a bunch of people who seemed to remember a whole lot more than i did. also, nick invited me to do trapeze-y things sometime, so i may take him up on that. yay circus!

i had some sort of dulche de leche (?) cake this evening at a neighborhood dinner party and it was simultaneously the most delicious cake i've EVER had and the most disasterous for my intestinal system.

also attended an afternoon santa fe opera house staff picnic/field day. nothing terribly notable, but it was fun. and i saw a CORGI. who's name is WOOKIE.

OOOOOOOOOOF.

balls.

one of my favorite all-time bands, Harvey Danger, is breaking up.

they are playing a series of final shows, in areas that i will not be (they're hitting boston again, but unfortunately it's in august. why couldn't they do it earlier?)

i'm glad i did get to see them, if only once; it was one of the best performances i've ever witnessed...

i wish i could say something more in tribute. a little piece of me is hurting, somewhere...yes, they have influenced me that much.

( i guess i'll post some lyrics )

HOLY CRAP I AM BEHIND THE TIMES BUT LADY GAGA IS GREAT.

i have the internet, but it is painfully slow. therefore anything that requires flash is just nill and any time i click on something there is a 10 second lag at the least. for some reason, LJ decided that i was going to post before i even wrote anything.

i am home. it is relaxing, if not boring, but it doesn't bother me. the only thing really missing is sam; it's not like i had much of a social scene in Boston anyways. the only difference here is that there is a bigger likelihood of me running into people i'd rather not see.

perks: no failing public transportation or creeps hitting on me (nm, i work at the opera, it's just less frequent), BETTER FOOD, BETTER BOOZE, kitties, parents.

while i like dogs, i'm much better with cats, as sam and i found out my last weekend when eric brought his friend's dog to the apartment to babysit it while she was at a weekend-long rave.

DOG: I AM BORED I AM A DOG WOOF BOWF.
ADRIEN: EEE! it's so cute! let's play with it!
SAM&ADRIEN: ....
ADRIEN: do we...dangle string in front of it?
SAM: i don't...think so?
SAM&ADRIEN: uhhh...?

maybe i shouldn't buy one any time soon.

things i have done/read since summer vacation started:

Here is Greenwood (fabulous, actually non-dramatic shojo)
Maison Ikkoku (i think i finished it in about a week - i haven't been up until 4am reading manga since Angel Sanctuary)
Nana 16 & 17 (Hachi + Nobu hopes are starting to fade)
Oshinbo "Gyoza and Ramen" (classics make me hungry)

i'm downloading "Honey and Clover", and i need to finish Angel Sanctuary. also need to read that Yazawa series still up on onemanga. man, i am behind.

i've come to a conclusion about american comics.

there are certainly artists i like, although i find it much more difficult to keep up with releases, follow artists, and find recommendations than japanese comics.

i tried Adrian Tomine, but his stuff is a bucket full of awkward expression. can't do it, sorry.

i'll stick to Maison Ikkuko for now.

another note: i feel like i shouldn't be this tired during the summer. at least it's nice and gray outside. it's muffin time.

		I will marry Travis Touchdown.
		After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Seoul in our fabulous Apartment.
		We will have 4 kid(s) together.
		Our family will zoom around in a Gray Epona.
		I will spend my days as a Web Comic Artist, and live happily ever after.

because everything more or less sucks including this week and people keep managing to leave me out of shit even if they tell me about it beforehand (no suprise, nothing new), i'm making a new favorite things list:

cute animals
smoothies
gin and campari
suda 51
megatokyo

I HAVE BEEN WITHOUT THE INTERNET AT HOME FOR ALMOST TWO WEEKS.

IT IS NEAR IMPOSSIBLE TO SURF THE INTERNET PRIVATELY IN A CAFE.

I MUST MURDER SOON.

in other news, the weekend has been eventful.

Thursday: had my best print ignored by my teacher, but that was okay because he showed us some Mapplethorpe afterwards and encouraged us to take pictures of penises and the like

Friday: after a 9-hour workday i went home to get changed and go to my last X-mortis...i a) got there late, which cost me $10 instead of $5, b) found Jen and her roommate (also named Jen), who left almost as soon as they arrived, c) got very drunk of very little, d) TRIED to dance but the DJ was lacking and people kept accosting me while "Charlotte Sometimes" played, which is NOT okay, because i LIKE that song DAMMIT

lesson learned: don't go dancing alone

Saturday: went with Sam to the pride parade, which was unfortunately short but f-a-b-u-l-o-u-s anyways. hopefully got some great pictures. walked home, napped in violent heat, and went to the comic's club meeting/party. got moderately drunk after making a mega alcohol run, then got sucked into walking to from cambridge to emerson and cabbing back, which i was rather unpleased with. i am not a happy camper at 3 am.

anyways. eventful but unsatisfied. trying to figure out exactly how to make a VO demo without the internet...it's difficult.

[rant]

sometimes, there are people who annoy me, and sometimes there are people who i just want to punch in the face.

i'm not really sure which of the two is more appropriate...but either way, sam and i were supposed to meet up with a group of his friends, etc., at 1pm at Gov. center so that we could all hop on the blue line and have a beach picnic. so sam i booked it out of the house, wasted two whole subway fares, bought food that was a complete waste of money, showed up at 12:50, and waited for a whole fucking hour for them to show up, giggle, and say "let's go to the beach!"

i understand being late...sometimes. i understand, say, if you were driving in traffic, which they were not. i would understand if you lived all the way out on the disfunctional green line, which they don't. and, still, i would understand if there was not a specific meeting time or meeting place, which there WAS. and i even understand being 10 to 15 minutes late. but they were walking, from a 10-minute distance, gave US the time to meet, and yet still made us sit around for them for an hour.

WHAT THE FUCK.

so i basically told them to piss off and then sam and i went and had our OWN damn picnic. which was much better, thankyou.

[/rant]

taken from Wiki's body piercing page:

Primary healing usually takes about as long as is listed below; the jewelry should not be removed during this period. The healing time should not be rushed. Very often a piercing that seemed to be healed will start to have problems when it is handled roughly, exposed to mouth contact or unwashed hands before it has truly healed.

• Ear cartilage: 6-12 months
  

Full healing starts after primary healing is complete and usually takes about as long as primary healing, during this period the skin thickens and starts to gain elasticity. An additional "toughening up" period takes place after full healing is complete, this "toughening up" period also takes about as long as the primary healing time. During "toughening up" the skin remodels itself developing an internal texture in the fistula tube that replaces the shiny scar-like internal surface.

see!?!? my ears ARE healing, it can take up to 12 months. they're just in the full healing phase now.

( icky pictures abound! )
anyways, in regular news: i went and saw the birthday massacre last night with sam. they were good, as per usual, but they played "To Die For" this time around and i almost had a spasm.

and the girl next to me was a little tooo into it. but good for her.

21 in three weeks! fischerspooner in 3 weeks! parents in about 4 weeks! anime boston in 4 weeks!

FINALS IN ONE WEEK I AM GOING INSANE.

an all-nighter? this is far too reminiscent of freshman year for me. and considering i'm far, far away from freshman year and oh so close to getting the hell out of here, i'm starting to get a little nauseated.

get me out get me out get me out!

dear largo,

please keep setting yourself on fire so that you can keep taking your clothes off.

love,
adrien

this has to be the weirdest job posting i've ever seen.

http://boston.craigslist.org/bmw/ret/1103756632.html

Um...i feel the need to post this SOMEWHERE.

http://i.gizmodo.com/05173385/shuttle%20riding-bat-dies-the-most-glorious-death-imaginable

rest in peace, spacebat.

so i have had a lot of musical transitions in my life...from pop-punk to punk, from punk to ska, from ska to emo (real emo), from emo to indie, and from indie to electro.

anyways, sometimes i take a jump onto the way back train and see what i still like in order to refine my iPod playlist. i feel like i'll never completely finish sorting through what others have given me, so if i categorize it, i can kind of determine whether i'll like it or not. but i digress.

i can still stand the punk music (not like it was particularly grungy anyways), sometimes the ska and EVER SO OFTEN the emo, but DAMN. do i HATE indie music. it's like nails on a chalkboard. if it has pop influences, yes, i can tolerate it, but if it's just plucky guitar strings, random sound effects, and warbling incoherent lyrics, i just want to die.

IT'S SO BAD. HOW DO PEOPLE LISTEN TO THIS CRAP???

anyways. i just had to iterate that for everyone. i realize that if you caught me about three or four years ago i would have said YES, this is great, it does NOT sound like dying cats, but now...no longer.

i think i need more caffeine.

so i went out to shoot for my 144+ required photos in Digital Photography class today only to realize after the first hundred or so WERE NOT IN RAW FORMAT.

$%&^$@#@#^$*$%^%#$

also, i don't know if this is just a New England thing, but WHO THE FUCK thought it would be a good idea to put the light switch on the OUTSIDE of the bathroom??? pretty much ANY bathroom in Boston is guaranteed to be built this way. i don't get it. what MORON came up with that one?

midterms are over, spring break is now, and therefore it's time for a superficial quiz.

( TIME WASTING 2.0 )

FINALLY.

they get back to largo and erica.

www.megatokyo.com/strip/1190

finally.