GazellaOryx: Tell me how u got dem scars, mistah J
ZouthernComfort: 9________________________6 WELL.. Iiii... was cutting.. *lick lips, exhale* Some potatos...
GazellaOryx: *CACKLING*
ZouthernComfort: AND.. and I got to thinking..
ZouthernComfort: is my
ZouthernComfort: mouth.. *look up, eyebrows lift a little.. *
ZouthernComfort: a potato
ZouthernComfort: AND IT WAS YEEAHAHAAAAAAHAHAHAH AHHA NHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Going to see The Dark Knight with Liz B in like an hour, then we're gonna grab dinner, then Avatar finale.

Guys, I am legitimately concerned that I might overdose on awesome. If anyone finds me comatose in a puddle of my own drool, all of my stuff goes to my dog and Holly :|

I'm gonna talk about this now because I'm in the mood and I'm sure I won't be later. It sort of comes and goes, usually I don't think much about it.

No one is obligated to read this, I'm just getting my thoughts out.



( Rambling about my dad, good and bad memories. Mostly good :] )

And if you actually read all of that, you're amaaazing XD I drew up this little portrait of him before I wrote it. It's as best as I can remember, and going off of some old photos. Kinda wish I'd done it bigger, ohwell.

Time for an update, I guess D: I stole this little music meme from Zuki so... it's my excuse to write an entry.





I like the layouts for those. They please me. Actually I've thought about redoing my LJ layout a few times but ahnnn I'm so attached to Iben :[ And my itty gemsbok emoticons.

Okay, GUYS! Guys. Guys? Avatar finale. I go from being WICKEDFUCKINGEXCITED about it to kinda "Meh, yay" to WICKEDEXCITED again depending on my mood wtf idk. I guess I'm moreso excited that I get to go see ag_markov next weeek dfgodifghdb 8DDDDDD

8DDD

... 8D

So yeah I'll be in California. AT COMIC-CON. Yeah. Gonna try to get as much done art and commission-wise as I can before then. All of my cellphone charms are sent out save for the chick from Spain and the info from FurAffinity people (which needs to back up like... right fucking now, I'm losing business). I think I still have some keychain commissions hanging around that I never sent out, ahng I'm horrible.

BUT YEAH other than that I just have one (or two) things to do for Hida, a ref sheet for AG, and a big realmedia piece for SonarToo which I am allowed to take my time on. I might pump for some commissions for LJ icons or cell-phone charms. I dunno, anyone be interested? I might toss them up on Furbid or FA-communities anyway.

Mhn :| I should do an art-dump post soon. NEXT TIME.

... dude you know what I just realized? The two-hour season finale of Avatar airs on the same date as the three-year anniversay of my father's death. What the hell, how's that for conflicting emotions? >:| HOW CAN I BE EXCITED FOR AVATARS WHEN I AM BAWWING OVER DADDY.

No I won't be bawwwing but still, that's like dfjklgdhf LAME. I am displeased with your timing, Nick...I mean not that I wasn't before. But yeah.

AGFDGHFH I should work on commissions but I found a journal that I kept from fourth to sixth grade. Yeah, really. It's amaaazing 8D I was like the kind of kid that I want to e-punch now. The most obnoxious little preteen animoo faggot you can imagine?! That was me! Yeah! Except it wasn't about fucking Naruto or whatever, it was about Sailor Moon and Pokemon.

Humbling :|

Dude, dude okay so. In WW2 my recently deceased grandfather was responsible for laying down communication lines between encampments, among other things, and just... a lot of interesting stuff. He rarely talked about it, but we just found an old box in the basement full of WW2 memorabilia from his time in the service. It's absolutely fascinating.

We're talking propaganda pamphlets dropped from airplanes, all of his army pins and patches, his purple heart, the certificate and photo of his brother's death and grave from when his plane went down and the bodies of his crewmembers were too tangled to separate, telegrams from my grandmother planning their wedding, photos of himself and his platoon in France, Ireland, Germany, his dog-tags and letters of induction, the whole shebang. It's really amazing. It's like the kind of stuff you'd find in museums.

My grandfather was also a freemason, so there's a lot of Masonry material in there too, very interesting. I didn't read through it all, partly because we're not really supposed to and partly because the books are in code.

There's a lot of cool old stuff in our basement. I went through a bunch of old pictures of my Mom's side of the family, before my grandpa's funeral. Okay, everyone from the Thayer side? Smoking hot. It's so interesting looking at this stuff because like... I dunno, I love my grandmother, but she is very old and frail and that's all I've ever known her as, she's a hunchback and slow and creaky and forgetful. But there's photos of her in here from her 20's-30's and she is a freaking dish. Like supermodels-eat-your-heart-out-you-will-never-be-this-beautiful pretty. So cool. Even found some pictures of my mom from her college days and photos of her and my dad's wedding shower. So cute!

So yeah. Looking through old stuff is neat. There's a box of old photos and such from my dad's side of the family in the basement too, but obviously he is not around anymore to tell me who any of them are. Maybe I will make a pilgrimage up to my grandmother's this summer and see if she knows anything.

Let's play a game :B It's been a few... months/years since I did this last, so yeah. This is the song lyrics meme, it's a fun little way to see who shares you taste in musics and whatnot. Here's the rules, paraphrased.

1. Put your playlist on random shuffle.
2. For the first 25 songs that pop up, select a line or two from each song and post them in your blog.
3. Commenters guess with the name and artist of the song. If they get it right, cross out that lyric-set and add their name beside it.
4. Person with the most right answers wins!

Googling is cheating. Don't do it, it ruins the fun. I might doodle a little somethin' for whoever wins :B

( Lyrics Under Here! )

Guess awaaay! Some of these should be painfully obvious, some are a little more obscure. And feel free to steal and do this yourself :3

Ohmygooood you guuuys. Maren, Liz B and I all hung out today, part of which included going to see Wall-E. I wasn't too excited about this movie at first because I'm generally like ffft cute cartoon animals or bust.

But uh yeah toootally the cutest fucking movie in the entire world, definitely the best 3D movie I've seen. Izkjfdh OH GOD. I need to go see it about twenty-six hundred more times. Sorry, Dreamworks, Kung Fu Panda is cute and all, but but...

jklfghdfjk TINY ROBOTS IN LUBS AHHH *CRY*

Man I am really not okay with this not being able to sleep thing :| Or if I do I'll fall asleep for like an hour and then wake up again kjdfhsdf 5 or 6 in the morning DO NOT WANT. It's 7:30 now and I'm like..gahh-h-h tired but not really "enough". My schedule is so fucked up.

I should do up some commissions today, but I randomly doodled up a new character the night before last that I want to ink and color. It's just a simple ref sheet but squee bull terrier squee I have not have a dog character since I was like... 12? 13? Go go sparkledog evasion!

Hung out with Liz B yesterday, we went to Fritz's and Michael's and crafted for hooours in her aunt's holy sanctioned land of crafty goodness (seriously her basement is just EPIC, so so so much stuff I almost peed). I made a little card, and some more shraaanky danks. Gotta do those today :1 Yep.

sdjsdfh I WANT EITHER SLEEP OR enough energy to get through the day what the hell.

Guys! c:

So I went to meet up with Maren today, and we visited our old high school art teacher because we love her so good it was really awesome I haven't seen her in years and she was so happy to see us and eee. We talked for about two hours, saw our old French teacher too! Go go only teachers we cared about :D (Well, science and English too, but yeah)

BUT BUT guys. Seriously. She had this giant-ass bat painting sitting in the room and I was like, "DEB THAT IS RAD." And she was like, "Do you want it?" And I was like, "FKJSFHKJDHD OH WHY YES I FUCKING DO!"

So she gave it to me AHHH IT IS SO COOL. I took some photos of it but the lighting in my room is crappy and dim at night so I will have to try it again during the day. But STILL, you can see the general idea.

( Pitters! Also a couple of my paintings just for shits and giggles. )

All of my decent paintings are hanging up but I'll get pictures of those later maybe.

UH SO YEAH. That was cool. Then we went to Rick's for delicious ice cream, then we walked all through the park and met so many puppies. Including an old lady with mace and a poodle, okay. She cracked us up. Her poodle ran up to say hi and we were like, "Aww" and the lady was all, "I carry a can of mace through here because she doesn't exactly look like she could attack someone :)"

I rofled. Yeah. Then we came back. THEN MAREN LOST HER CELL PHONE. So we drove back to Rick's and somebody had found it, go go good samaritans! So that was cool, then came back here and dorked around and watched Hellsing OVAs a bit.

Yaaay human contact T_T

But seriously guys. Bat painting. It is the raddest gift I have ever received.

In summary, no, Friday the 13th is not a good time to hold funerals. It was long, hot, full of old people I didn't know who expected me to somehow remember them from when I was, like, two? And there was soooo much faith and like...okay I was prepared for that, not that my grandparents were hugely religious, and the pastor was very, very sweet, but still. Seriously. So much God's love this and that and that's... fine but they insisted on reading this poem I wrote when I was ten that got published in a book. And it can very easily be interpreted as an expression of faith. I wrote it. It wasn't. I mean people are free to interpret however they want, I'm not going to stop them, but I had a bunch of people come up to me afterwards and be like, "It was so beautiful! The Lord's words really inspired you. Your faith is so powerful."

And just...nggh. Smiling and nodding, smiling and nodding. I am so very not religious.

SO HEY THAT WAS REALLY AWKWARD. And then awkward longlonglong fucking reception, my mother being an impatient psycho and her and my aunt bitching at each other jsut ahffjnfjg I tried to stay the fuck away and just hang with my cousins and uncles.

Oh also going into the church, here's the wtf-unfortunate-event part, my grandmother fell the fuck over on the sidewalk, just hit the ground like a sack of bricks before we could get to her. She's 85 and really has a lot wrong with her, she's just so fragile, so she was in pain the whole service and reception and I'd be very surprised if she didn't break anything.

So yeah. That sucked.

Anyway.


Also, I saw Kung Fu Panda with punk_miaka last night. You should all go see it right fucking now because it is the cutest. Ever. It will make you furry. Fair warning. But it got me so jazzed up for Avatar, also! Mmm magic kung fu mmm. Mmm.

I need to see who I can talk into seeing it with me again. I also want to see that new Shyamalan fic, "The Happening". It looks stupid, but I'm interested. LIZ?! 8D

I need to rotate out my icons. Hatori one nao because I am going to horrify Kisa with pictures of seadragons.

Who the hell holds a funeral on Friday the 13th anyway.

Seriously.

Okay, so I am so. So. So very fucking sick of not having a job. Originally I was like "ughhffhft I need a job in the animal field this summer that would be really cool" and went to about three or four different vet clinics in the region who mentioned needing some help. Cheshire Animal Hospital in particular. Mind you, my dad was a vet and like all of these people knew him so like when I tell them my name they're like, "OH HEY YEAH! 8D" BUT uhmm... apparently none of them want to actually pay me, they're all, "Ohhh well you can come in and work and learn everything and then if a position opens up we can talk about possible payment!" and I'm like, "...."

Because hi, yeah, money. NEED. SCHOOL. ARHGHGFHfhg.

It's the same story with every other place around here. Humane Society is all volunteer, the local farms are either filled up or volunteer-run, Army Corps of Engineers, Parks and Rec, not even any little niche-y Fish and Wildlife or Department of Environmental Services job because I live in the boonies and there are no offices or anything around here.

Hssss. So as much as I loathe retail and food service, it seems they're the only ones who want to hire me for just the summer SO I went back to the butcher shop/deli that I worked at last year. No dice. What? Okay. So now I have applications in at like seven or eight places around Keene and nobody is calling me back and I am so fucking sick of being poor.

Commissions are pulling in a little but I have to toss all of that money towards renewing my parking space at school next year, soon. Fuuuck.

OKAY BUT HERE'S THE KICKER. My brakes decided to be all "fuck you, buddy" and piss out on me today, the fluid is low so I have a leak somewhere which means I have to go blow several hundred bucks on brake repair which... ready? I will not have this money until I get a job, and I cannot get to a job even if someone does hire me WITHOUT A GODDAMNED CAR.

LIFE. WHAT THE FUCK.

fsfsdkjh




Oh ya and grandfather's memorial service is next weekend. Ngh.

EDIT: *CRIES FOREVER* Kisa you are the best sugardaddy ever ;____;

Uggh-god, okay. I am home, I forgot to mention that. Got home on Tuesday, but then my roommate came down Wednesday night because her boyfriend has a van and could take some of the stuff that wouldn't fit in my ittybitty Escort. Then she stayed for a few days, which was fine, I mean I love her and all, but I really just wanted a few days to relax and clean and unpack and skfjsdh. But I booted her out earlier this evening, so... it's all good, now.

We did get trashed and watch cartoons, dorked around, ate bad food, and she made me a dress though, so that is rad.

Tomorrow I'm going to go explode love all over Maren's face, and then go eat bad Mexican food. Then come Monday I need to find a job for the summer. Mind, it's not finding the job part that's so hard, it's finding a job more relevant to my major? For the past few summers I've worked a retail place, a summer school, a butcher shop, but I really... am going to need some animal-related jobs on my resume, at some point here. However I also need MONEY like NOW so I don't have much time to dick around. Problem is there's like fuck-all in the area. All the vet clinics just want volunteers, everywhere else is outside of convenient driving distance.

SIGH CUT EMO SIGH WHY CAN'T I JUST HAVE FREE MONEY SIGGGH.

On that note, I'll probably be opening up commissions again soon for above reasons. It might just be keychains at first because I know how bad I am with normal commissions, if I'm not interested in them. Gotta finish one more then I'll be good to go.

Um. I should go unpack and clean now, but I want to draaaw waaah.

I am like so annoyed that there is a big-name artist on DA with a gemsbok character. I'm like AHHHGHGGH STAY AWAY FROM MY MODERATELY OBSCURE SPECIES. IT'S MINE. ANTELOPES COPYRIGHT ME bawww.fklgdf

Okay. Yeah.

( ART DUMP ART DUMP you freaking look at it. NSFW for tits. )

Uh. I should be studying. Tomorrow gonna go see Prince Caspian with Cat and Danielllle probably Paul too because he is omnipresent. Then I should finish packing all my shit up and maybe... study for my dev bio final? Yeah that's probably a good idea.

Holy shit I was pretty art-productive today. I drew up a sketch of Iben which I will use in a future drawing, I'm just agonizing whether to cover him all up in desert robes or just keep the muscles and form I've already drawn and give him a loincloth or something. AGONIZE.

K ILU gaiz.

ANNGGHG. *collapse* DONE. Fucking paper, I kicked your ass.

TOMORROW I PACK UP (almost) EVERYTHING in my dorm, and spend the next three days studying for Developmental Bio, ohgod. Is it time? Can I go home yet? Can I just do that?

I can't wait until the depression hits like four days after being home when I don't have a million people around, though. Liz, we need to love on each other constantly to prevent this from occurring. CONSTANTLY.

I want to draw. Iunno what. FIRST SLEEP.

GazellaOryx: Write my paper for me.
ZouthernComfort: k
ZouthernComfort: whats it about
GazellaOryx: Waardenburg Syndrome.
GazellaOryx: It makes you all goofy.
ZouthernComfort: What I did on my summer vacation was I went to the park, we played in the fountian, and it was very sunny. After that I also went to the store a lot, and got new clothes for school because mom says thats when all the sales are, and I also have Waardenburg syndrome. I am all goofy. The end.
GazellaOryx: *COKE EVERYWHERE*


F+ SEE ME AFTER CLASS.

Had a really good time at Fiesta today, I'll make a post about that later. Unfortunately, spirits were dampened a little when I got back to my room after clean-up. Cat said that my mom had called and wanted me to call her back. I knew what it was going to be about but... yeah.

My grandfather passed away this morning. I don't usually like that euphemism, but I think it's appropriate in this situation. He went peacefully and with dignity.

I'm still kind of, "WAUHHH NO grandpa ;_;" but...y'know. Yeah.

Not going to Smith dinner tonight, I'm just gonna stay in and distract myself, probably draw a bit or maybe write some stuff. Yeeeah.