Into the Void

I'm... fucked.

2008-07-05T01:39:00.000-07:00

I do not know what I've done wrong, besides drool and think like a chubby little criminally insane baby, but my neighborhood has filed a report against the children of my household, aka me and my sister. They say we are dangerous little mammals causing problems in the area [egging houses, setting things on fire, soaring the air unsupervised, etc.], and surprisingly enough, the whole place has turned against me. I personally believe it is my sister's fault, not because I dislike her, but because she's out of control and does that shit all the time. I admit I've never been so scared and worried shitless in my life since the time I've attempted to break inside my household after locking myself out, resulting in me clinging on for deary life. Shit, my chest hurts...

No actually, I've never been so scared in my life. I have a good idea of how this law system works, and based on all the seemingly ignored facts and truths about situation such as, that I'm... fucked.

If there was anything I could do to top this from getting worse, I'd take a hit. A hard, painful, wack in da nutz. Piss on me, beat me, take our money, but for Christ sakes, don't taint my record.

All I can do now, is wait. It's midnight, and there's no one to call or talk to about this. Just be thankful you don't have to suffer massive painful chronic expectation traumas such as I, nor have the inability to retain core functions from when you were free, and only cease your existence based on free thought.

From now on...

2008-05-03T01:48:00.000-07:00

Well, I'm not sure how long this will work out if so, but I'll give i a try. I created a youtube account and will be uploading videos to youtube weekly, or as much as i can. No promises, tho. And, despite my last blog, so much has happened... oh so much...

Anyhow, here's the link to my channel:

http://youtube.com/user/cirqueduprick

Yes, Cirque Du Prick. I like that name.

I will occasionally update here every now and then. Until then,

Tootles.

Slowly Famous...

2008-03-16T20:19:00.000-07:00

Two really awesome things are brewing up, as well as some future plans when i get this crap out of the way. I'm starting to like myself now; I just hope I dont somehow screw up. I don't feel like wasting time correcting or writing in readable text, because im lazy and ive been meaning to post this on for days.

1. MUSIC - - - i dj-ed at the weekly tuesday fair in downtown Huntington one day; my main income was off of tips [i earned 8 bucks]. this dude saw me, and i suppose he was a powerful business man because he offered me a position in the orange county swapmeat to be a dj there weekly, anytime id like, for a hundred bucks every day. im making more money than my dad right now [dont get me wrong]. Ima spend it on kitty litter. This one dj group, the mix armada [http://mixarmada. com], saw me and asked if i could be a part of their group. i asked if maybe i can send them a sample of what i play, but they havent responded yet. they'll regret that.

2. FILM / ARTS - - - my moms friend is a school cop, and he's really cool and is friends with a lot of different famous peoples, like the jellybelly man and the creator of mulan and pochihauntis [he drew and signed an illustration for me when i was very little], and so ill see about contacting him and submitting work to disney, nick, or cartoon network, and ill possibly create a short show or a few graphic novels. This is gonna be sweet.

all for now, check back in later and maybe ill have some more offers by the time i start performing in orange county or when the dude contacts me. ill be posting.

My aching spleeeen...

2008-03-07T21:41:00.000-08:00

Ive been very busy within the last days and as you can [hopefully] tell, I don't update this blog too much. I'm going to try to make this short because my fingers hurt: I am making a comic book and was 6 pages into the book with really no story development, and I have thus far am what remaking it.

Also, I don't know if you know about this or live anywhere near downtown Huntington beach, but they have a little fair thing every Tuesday where people go to buy foods and nutrients as well as hear volunteer bands play while you donate occasional tips to them if you enjoy the sounds they makes. I happen to contact the lead dude whom organizes everything and asked if I could ever have a dj set there. He said he's never come across that before, and he'll see if I can play there. Well, I lost contact with him for about a week, and then on the following Tuesday I came across him again, and I got ahold of his email address. Now, he arranged it for me to play there.... next Tuesday. It's good, and terrible, because my old computer broke down or got screwed up for some reason, and all my music is in my other comp. I need it to play something. If I play trip hop music, it will take a while to come up with a good set. If I play dance music, it will be a lot easier, but my other comp has the music there also and I don't think too many people will stay. I've been trying to finish this darn blog thingy since yesterday, and looking back I;m not talking about anything [I'm just blabbering], so I'll tell you how the thingy went and how many dollars and pennies I made. Bye.

Current Mood: Coughing Blood

Listening To: mah ache'in spleeeeen.

Merry Valentines Hours

2008-02-14T21:30:00.000-08:00

At last, the only comfortable way to buy your wife a 50,000 car and not feel embarrassed or ill at ease, while she repays with a pen, and an ugly tie. Now go hang yourself cause you got a pen; that seems to be the only use for those dreaded things...

You may be asking yourself, "Why must it be a certain day to say "I love you," when we have the right to say it any time at any place, besides any religious private school where they don't believe in love? Why can't we just rebel and make every day valentines day so we can feel love ALL year? Is it a good idea? Will it be good to buy expensive unnecessary items for a temporary "loved" one? Why does me head hurt? It is screaming... can you hear the screaming? Oh my gawd... I am scared. AAAAAURGH, It's happening again!!!" Well, the answer is quite simple.

But I won't get into that.

I just wanna wish you a happy Valentines day and hopefully you have been satisfied with your... "present". Chao.

Current mood: Edgy

Listening to: Sonic Bowel Movement.

More updates.....

2008-02-12T05:57:00.000-08:00

School has been such a drag recently... It's been getting in the way of so many things. I've been stressed out over my grades and have been really wanting to care about them, but I just... can't. I feel there's something wrong with me... both me and my mom think I have or had or will have a case of Autism. For those whom doo not know what Autism is, it's a mental condition mainly present during early childhood, characterized by great difficulty in communicating and forming relationships with other people and in using language and abstract concepts. Of coarse it's easy for people to get lazy when it comes to unnecessary duties they must accomplish to determine where you'll be within 30 years, but lately it's been getting fucking ridiculous... and I've been talking to myself much too much lately. It's really weird.

I also have a growing distaste for mankind and can't separate the fact that animals are different from humans, though I know it's not true. If I don't keep sane in this uncontrollable society we call a home these days, then I fear this monster will step forth and satisfy itself with blood of the humans, despite all the out of control urges this dreaded machine of mine... desires and whatnot.... or something. I dunno. It's 6 am on a Tuesday, so I'd better get ready to suffer in hell. Who needs hell when pain like this exists on earth?

Current mood: absolutely terrible.

Listening to: the early morning traffic.

PS: I got the worst haircut. The Asian lady didn't do a good job and the manager was cussing at her in japanese. I have no hair in the sides or in the back, just peach fuzz, and on the top is an uneven mop. God its so terrible... and I swear to gawd it's not funny.

PSS: I have a new my space. Sort of a back up, not really. Here's the link:

http://myspace.com/baconpiggy

Ouchies

2008-02-04T15:57:00.000-08:00

Today in class, at around 4th period, it hit me... my dream and imaginary world collided with reality, causing a mental breakdown that caused me to be stupid for some minutes.... not hours. It was actually pretty freaky, because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't think, nor concentrate... I kept dozing off into different thoughts, then my head fell, then I woke up, then again, then again, then again.... it just kept on going, like mutated rubber pants.....

And for some reason, I'm no sleepy anymore. My face looks like a mess topped off with some bloodshot eyes. I suddenly realize what importance a two hour nap means to me...

Current mood: The craps.

Listening to: The constant drifting of my thoughts born in various dimensions...

Hot Damn

2008-02-04T07:07:00.000-08:00

As you can tell, I haven't updated my blog in quite a bit, and lately I've been trying addicting things I should've never tried at all [video games, television, etc.], so now I'm completely brain-dead and bored enough to actually write in this little thing with this little keyboard...

I've literally stayed up since yesterday doing absolutely nothing but playing video games and watching Invader Zim on itunes. Not to mention, its a MONDAY on the FIRST DAY of the QUARTER, so I guess you can say I'm all prepared to learn and have fun and learn.....<:[. This is one of those times where I'm literally awake ALL NIGHT and don't even take a normal hour nap like usual, to keep myself from having baggy eyes...

My eyes hurt. I can't find my eye drops.

I'm not too sure on what else I should talk about, but it seems you know too much information already, so I'll stop by and kill you anytime. Chao.

Listening To: My heart skipping beats.

Current mood: Very bleak.

I broke up...

2008-01-22T19:22:00.000-08:00

I broke up with my long term girlfriend, Kimmy... I feel bad for her. We only broke up because we live too far away and a lot of things going on, despite ordering pizza to my old principle, using his full name, pone number, and address... It's a long story. His son happened to work at the pizza hut i called to order pizza with, and he said his dad was a cop and everything, which his dad wasn't, his dad was really a principle, and so yea, nothing much went on there...

But yes. I'm single again. There's some good and some bad in that, but at least, well, you know, i get to start interacting again, although I've already banned myself from making friends with anyone in this wretched school...

Current Mood: Vomiting.

Listening To: Projectile Vomiting.

The Best Cigarette

2008-01-20T18:45:00.000-08:00

If you really think about it... there's nothing wrong with smoking, asides from the fact that it deducts a few seconds from life... seriously, it does. At my old private christian nazi school, thy said it deducts months from life. Liars... besides, i found this one website: http://waitless.org/ , that tells you tips on how to do things faster and surprisingly, this cooling soda trick saves a month of your life, way beyond the boundaries of what smoking can do to you. I know people that've smoked since like 12, but nothing happened.

Smoking isn't a disgusting habit, its simply smelling something that smells really good. It makes people all smiley and enjoy their time. Feeling guilty while smoking is that last thing people should feel, cause not only are you becoming depressed, but you're forcing yourself to stand years in dread over something you like to do. It just proves you are not good enough to handle or take control of enjoying yourself.

Well, I thought I should just say that, cause lately I've been second hand smoking a lot and I luv it. Heh. I may be a happy smoker when I get older. ;]

That's all for now, so buh bah.

Some of my recent drawings, finally.

2008-01-19T18:36:00.000-08:00

Bucksnort, Pennsylvania

2008-01-18T22:54:00.000-08:00

Well, I haven't updated this blog in a while, a little longer than usual, and so I thought what the hell, why not keep company to those whom are bored and have no lives? Seriously, this is like a live chat with me updating semi-frequently, keeping you up to date with a bunch of crap no one probably cares about...

For some reason, the past blogs have been a little screwed with, because the fonts go bigger, then smaller, and it just gets annoying... hopefully this one don't get messed up.

-LATER-

Whew... long break there... my brain is too fried. I'm going to go projectiley vomit until all my guts have been spewed from my body, then I will have to slurp it back up. Enjoy your life. ',:]

PS: this blog was pretty pointless, huh?

Current Mood: Fartnugget

Listening To: The sound of no one coughing on me.

Youtube Account

2008-01-16T23:16:00.000-08:00

I have developed a youtube account finally. Actually, I shouldn't say finally, cause i make like hundreds of them a day... how about I finally made an account I think I will use for the purpose of putting myself on a video screen and uploading it to a youtube account I happen to own? I like that better.

Well, I think it's a bit early to mention that, because all I've posted was two annoying test videos of me saying 'testing', which I will most likely delete very soon. Maybe right now. I dunno.

I may not even have a successful account, because I don't know if it's my camera or my computer that makes the audio constantly stutter like it did on my laptop's built in cam, before my sis broke my laptop. I want to kill her, but I'd get grounded...

Enuff chatter. I would give you the link, but I enjoy torturing you.

But waituminute... then that makes this whole post pointless.

Fine, put the gun down, here's the link:

http://youtube.com/profile?user=thebeastwhatsqueeks

Yes, I yam, the BEAST, what SQUEEKS.

Courtesy of Spooky.

Current Mood: Muffins

Listening To: Sniffing

I'm in school.

2008-01-13T08:42:00.000-08:00

Reading my past blogs makes me feel terrible and fat for odd reasons....

But yes, I finally went to school on wednesday, the same day I actually didn't want to go. It's boring and most kids are gay. I met one who likes me. *cringes*. Kids aren't even supposed to be gay yet.

But yeah, thats all I haffta say for now. Until then,

J.A.P.

Current Mood: Bleak Donut.

Listening To: The beeping.

...

2008-01-09T07:10:00.000-08:00

I've been having some bad thoughts about the school, that maybe it isn't all what I am expecting it to be. That's been happening to me a lot lately. Oh, and btw, if I didn't tell you, I am a rollng stone. I lived in about 15 houses in my life and have attended three different schools this year. This is my third one.

My ears are plugged. It hurts.

I may not be able to go to school today either, if Cirtus is lazy enough.

I regret wanting to go there...

I feel sick.

Current Mood: Ears Plugged.
Listening To: Blood pumping through my ears.

Some notes

2008-01-08T08:54:00.000-08:00

I've been very alone in the past few weeks, so very alone, and I've been thinking...

Being alone gives you some insight on the things going on the the world or going on with you. It gives time to yourself to think about everything... Just thought maybe I'd put that. Writing in this blog is probably the only thing that lets out some of my strongest emotions asides from painting. I'm in painters block, so thats why I'm here. But thinking like this does not give me the impression of categorizing myself in under any 'hot clique', or to create any. Skull buckle belts, fake vampire teeth, or white make up on bad skin does not work well if you turn it into some stereotypical fashion style. Yet in the school I'm about to go, I am being forced to join one. So here's a list of some of these 'hot diggity clicks' there are and the resemblance it has with me.

Emo: Yes, I mostly dress darkly, just to let people know I hate them, but I am not some sad ungrateful brat or wannabe vampire. I ain't gay.
Prep: I ain't gay. But to tell you the truth, I'm not too sure what prep is, but I once saw a prep kid with short hair and an over use of gel check his chocolate phone every ten seconds and dust dust off his shoulder every time he stopped walking. I think he even winked at me. *shudders...*
Goth: Yes, I like the gloomy style, but I'm not into any Satan worshiping clubs or nightmare before christmas cults.
Skater: Do Rollerblades count?
Loner: I don't know what loners are, but my sister says its for lonely people. I'm lonely cause I want to be; I could care less if I'm friends with the most popular freaks in school. I don't want to call myself that just yet, cause I don't know if there are any nasty rumors out there.
Jock: I don't even care to play foosball, yo.
Surfer: This only goes around near shore. I don't know if I'll be one, but I do want to surf when It's summer again.
Nerds: I know a lot, but I don't get the best grades, so no.
Geeks: I HATE Star Wars.
Gangsters: I was once a gangster, but I then realized how pointless it was. Those were one of the worst two seconds of my life.
Punk: I listen to some hardcore punk rock like Mindless Self Indulgence, but lately I've been getting to classical. And some jazz and blues. But maybe... I don't know.

Well, I don't know if there are any more of them, but I think you get the point.

Current Mood: Sick.
Listening To: A plane flying by.

No time to write, but:

2008-01-08T08:35:00.000-08:00

No school today either. I'm wondering if this cycle of rage will ever end, cause I don't see any end in sight. Anything I expect to happen doesn't. And so if I expect a good school year and better life... well, I'll write to you again in 50 years.

I'm going to throw up now...

Current Mood: Pregnant with RAGE
Listening To: My heart pumping 140 bpm.

NOW I'm going...

2008-01-08T07:38:00.000-08:00

All the pain I suffered yesterday was pretty pointless, because it turns out the school didn't even know I existed, and I had to get the forms and sign up and return paperwork and everything, but NOW I'm going, and I have occasional stomach churns... it seems to me that I can't feel any emotional pain anymore; I'm too deluded with thoughts of how it feels for your heart to pump a certain way that tricks people into thinking they're 'angry' or 'sad' or 'happy'.

That was one long ass sentence. But I'm going to school today, I don't know if I mentioned that or not yet. Before I walked in there for the first time, I held my breath and then took my first big breath in that used-to-be prison. The terrible scent that invaded my lungs reminded me of past torture and shadows of dark memories I don't quite remember... it's like a faded photograph.

Well, I've got to go. I'm on my dads computer and I'm grounded right now, but I just thought I should let you all in on the poop. Scoop on the poop. Sounds familiar... Eh, faded memories.

Til dawn,
J. A. P.

PS: I'm thinking of going to school being known under a different identity... I've been wanting to do that for a while... but I don't know any names. Too late for that.

Current Mood: Chruny.
Listening To: The clicking of the keyboard.

9:11 am

2008-01-07T09:11:00.000-08:00

And my dad's being lazy and not taking us to school on time.

7:02 am, same day.

2008-01-07T07:02:00.001-08:00

I don't wanna die... I don't feel like it. I often used to, but I knew I would regret it later.

No, I'm not some emo-suicidal-lunatic kid. I'm just lunatic.

Current Mood: Gassy.

Listening To: Farts.

It's 4:30 am

2008-01-07T04:30:00.000-08:00

And I can't get any sleep. My chest hurts like hell. Its a complicated emotion I feel; a mixture of excitement, dread, and worry. Makes me feel like throwing up. It's not expected of my chest to behave this way... normally I'm excited for the upcoming school days, mainly to get it over with and to get on with my life. But now... crap. I have school today in four hours. Stupid cat woke me up at two. Well, at least I had 5 hours of my normal sleep routine of constant blinking.

I'm shaky right now.

Damn, and I have nothing to worry about, besides having to walk up in front of the class and be forced to expose valuable information, such as my real name. I'm thinking of going by a different name...

Noticed I cussed? I heard it wasn't a sin to spell it out, so yea, I may be getting more emotional over the days while posting blogs.

Well, I'm gonna go eat something, so I'll actually be a little hungry by dinner. Bye bye.

Current Mood: Pregnant with stress.

Listening To: Human robots going about their daily lives.

It's 6:48 am

2008-01-06T06:48:00.000-08:00

It's 6:48 am, and the sky looks beautiful. I think I may go for a walk and see the morning sunset at the shore. Yeah, thats a good idea... in fact, I'll leave right now. I'll be back to finish this gosh darn heck o a message.

-BACK-

The sun goes up quite quickly... yet sadly there is no sunset, just gray clouds and some rain... just the way I like it, most of the time. It's 7:20 now. The waves were amazing, I can't wait to go surfing... I had a dream about it yesterday, a fairly realistic dream. It had the whole trip... the cheap ass motel we checked into, looking at the waves, and surfing the waves was a miracle... but the bad part was that the wave carried me very far away and I got a bit lost, so it had it's downfall.

NOO PARAGRAPH!!! Anyways, staying up for two days has become a fairly easy trend in my recent days. I don't know why. Lately, I've just been relaxing and not really doing anything, but yet my chest hurts form all the worrying. I have no clue about what I'm worrying about, but for some reason it just hurts, and I can't make it stop... I think a majority of it is the fact that I have school tomorrow. Yes, I am finally going to school after weeks of freedom. I don't want to call it school though... school is for learning and fun, but I seriously don't learn anything, and trust me, it is not fun, so let's call school anti-school. It's just that I don't know anything besides the fact that I'm going there tomorrow. I don't know the name, my schedule, what to bring, how to prepare for it, or whatever the hell is going on. My god my chest hurts...

I feel sick.

;:-[

',:-/

Current Mood: I feel sick...

Listening To: Hardcore Squeakin' (again)

I saw Sweeney Todd.

2008-01-04T12:45:00.000-08:00

It... was... amazing and breathtaking. I don't know what to say.

[Me sitting at my desk right now, typing this very message]:

(He feel like puddin.)

Current Mood: Sick and tired of being sick and tired of being sick and tired of eating them dang chicken wings.

Listening To: Them chickens outside tryin to escape.

A sense that I rouse myself from my torpor.

2008-01-01T22:19:00.000-08:00

I apologize that the last message was a little screwed up here and there text-wise.

But check this out:

I've been awake for TWO YEARZ.

Why is that?

It's because yesterday was 2007, and right now its 2008.

Cool, huh?

Okay, I'll stop returning. I stayed up all night hacking and watching movies. I watched the nightmare before christmas (someone uploaded the whole movie on myspace, better see it quick before they remove it!!!!!), and corpse bride (go to youku.com and it has tons of free movies as if it were youtube, for movies). I also saw some of that aqua teen movie, and my brain was so fried then, that the movie was incredible. I mean seriously, though Im not going to start doing crack until I'm at least 60 (I don't want to be ninety, and it takes a bit to die form it), it was as if I got high on... hydrogen and oxygen. Odd... very odd...

Oh, if I havent mentioned it before, here is my space page:

http://myspace.com/mindlessselfexpression/

Current Mood: Grooovey

Listening To: The heavy breathing coming from under the floorboards.

Happy new 365 day set!!!

2008-01-01T05:53:00.000-08:00

Ah, a new year at last... Ive been kicking back since the new years party, keeping it quiet cause everyones asleep right now. Its 6 in the morning, by the way, and me and one of my rock star friends is going to let me come on stage and play bass in their band at the Galaxy. I don't know what that place is, though, but it must be good.

But the party wasn't all good; it was kind've a hassle, and the outcome of it was stupendous:

My throat hurts from yelling at people to shut up, my ears hurt from those sodding kids popping those fireworks in my face as well as spraying that deadly air horn, my nose hurts from inhaling all that smoke from the fire I've been playing with the whole time, my brainmeats hurt from all the thinking, my muscles ache from all the drunk people 'tickling' me, etc...

Well, I don't have much to say now amigo (heh), but have a good year and suffer few pains, my friend.

Current Mood: The Craps

Listening To: The snoring and farts of a zillion fat piggies.

T'is a looong time...

2007-12-18T21:23:00.000-08:00

I would've been on my 59th blog right now, but lately I've been having to pack and move and stuff. And no, I didn't die. Yet. Heh. My sister's dead. I like cookies. Anyways, I'm leasing a house two straight short blocks from the beach and one block to the city, where they have tons of stores like titties, starshmucks, pizza hat, taco hell, hell taco, smears, snot topic, limited poo, etc.

The beach is perfect.

In about three days, you'll see me diggin sum phat beats so ah gone get sum bling bling, you dig? Yes, I believe you do dig.

Some days there are three foot waves, other days there are 15 foot waves, other times, no waves. Well, not really. There's mostly always waves.

Also, now I don't haffta worry about my skin being ripped while my organs sink down after getting torn by a shark, because it's most likely that one of those surfers far out surfin sum big willy willies would get eaten first. But yet again, it may eat me in the likes of which I may not like too much. Yeah. Hum.

Well, nothing much else to say now besides MINDLESS SELF INDULGENCE ROX!!!!!! and maybe a thank you to all those fans of this page for sending me negative words that suck out my smiley time. I thank you, all two of you.

Current Mood: Farting blood.
Listening to: The chubby squish of a fat puppy.

Just a few thoughts...

2007-12-13T18:01:00.000-08:00

The passions that drive us should be the ones we respect and admire. To feel contempt for one's own motivations is a vulgar thing.

Too often, it seems, I've succumbed to less than admirable compulsions driven by this furiously reprehensible machine of mine.

So many things inside that I can do without - desires and urges and whatnot.
So extraneous.

Sometimes...
You can cry until there is nothing wet in you.
You can scream and curse until your throat rebels and ruptures.
You can pray, all you want, to whatever god you think will listen.
And, still, it makes NO difference.
It goes on, with no sign as to when it might release you.
And you never know that if it ever did relent...
It would not be because it cared.

By the time I write in this book again, I hope to be as cold as the moon that lights this page.

Current Mood: Blank.
Listening To: The crunching....

Ginny Piggy

2007-12-12T22:19:00.000-08:00

Current Mood: bloogh
Listening To: the awful sound

In even the most terrible places...

2007-12-12T21:05:00.000-08:00

You're driving and something about the light just turns a place you'd best keep on driving through into the most beautiful place you can be at that exact moment apon the sky comes down. I always lie.

Current Mood: Pregnant with fear.
Listening To: The soothing sounds of a fat guy taking a huge crap.

I'm MOVING!!!

2007-12-12T15:51:00.001-08:00

I won't tell you where, cause you dont give a s@#t!!! It has something to do with earth, houses, and a beach. I just wanted to let you all know so then you stalkers wont be looking for me in the same place no more. Catch me if you can, suckaz!!!!

Current mood: farts
Listening to: Baboons doing... unspeakable things.

Gimme a Round of Applesauce

2007-12-12T12:25:00.000-08:00

Okay, though I am still new to blogging, I'd just think I could save myself from an upcoming impending doom before it happens. It involves asking a million of the same questions. So if I may, I yam going to write my faqs here. The main reason why I'm doing this is because I used to be kinda famous for other web sites I've made in the past. Here we goo:

1. Hey Jon, so are you going to become a stripper when you get older?

This one has been going around since before I can remember. The life-saving truth will be uncovered.... NOW:
No. You're crazy.

2. Hey Jon, I hear you're short. NEERRRDD!!!

Yes, I AM short. Not dwarf short. But I was born with a genetic condition known as grotesquelittlepigletism in which I am always shorter than whoever stands closest to me.

3. I heard you died in a car crash. Are you okay?

Dude, this is one of the most stupidest questions I've ever heard. I mean seriously, why do people keep asking me this? YES, of COARSE I'm okay. Why would I be here typing this thing If I was alive??? DOOIIIII.

I hope you have enjoyed this little message filled with happee fun facts that will fill your heart and other internal body organs with joy. Lately I'e been working on stuff between the coarse of two nights with no sleep in between, and I've been sitting in bed with a little vacuum stabbed into my chest that keeps sucking out the evil that took away my smiley time. Take care.

Current Mood: eh
Listening to: The squishing of babies coming out of thier mommies.

My space.

2007-12-12T01:17:00.000-08:00

Yes, i have a myspace. What other place can I not be embarrased about taking a picture of myself holding a camera in the very mirror of my bathroom? Indeed I do have one, mainly for me to message friends ghoulishly obscene messages from which there is no convievable redemption. I post tons of crap you'll never care about. Here's the link:

http://myspace.com/mindlessselfexpression

Add me and stuff. I'll be there.

Besides, I'm an internet whore.

Current Mood: Sneezy
Listening to: The sound of a horse's butt flappin in the breeze.

When I'm Bored

2007-12-12T01:04:00.000-08:00

Here's something I did a while back that took 3 days of non stop work to produce: http://youtube.com/watch?v=c2lUO2wdIKg&feature=user

Be aware of crap.

Current mood: Shploonktphied
Listening to: the SHAGGS

Second thought...

2007-12-12T01:00:00.001-08:00

Maybe I'd rather not make a comic about that. But I WILL finish something, eventually.

Current mood: Restless
Listening to: The sexy sounds of piggies getting slaughtered.

Butt rubbin

2007-12-11T20:12:00.000-08:00

Dont get too caught up into believing that I update my blog this rapidly. Who knows if the next time I update this is in the next 100 billion katrillion gillion years. Maybe tomorrow. Anyhoo, I thought I'd let you know that I am actually working on a short little comic book. Yes, I, the master behind various napkin doodles, will FINALLY write a comic book about a snowman that comes to life and tries to kill everyone. That was all I could think up of in my clouded mind. Tootles.

Current Mood: Blah.
Listening to: Beethoven via Handfarts

To all earth piggies.

2007-12-11T19:30:00.000-08:00

Lately I've been in one of the most deadliest states of mind according to most writers despite my wild imagination. Now the thing that has come across me is:
Anyone have any comic ideas?
Yes, it is true. I draw. Amazing isn't it. NOW PUT THE GUN DOWN, cause all I want to do in my spare time (aside from running around wearing a dead cat for a diaper and infecting the homeless with rabies), is to draw a graphic novel. No, it's not anime. I've got my own style of drawing. So if any of you lil piggies got anything for me to do with my life, feel free to let me know.
I could say more, but you already know too much.

Current Mood: Bleeblaa
Listening to: Hardcore Squeakin