Where stickmen bleed like fire hydrants out of their eyes.


Lately…


I’ve been busy.


Sort of.


You know.


Assignments and all.


Not to mention some freelancing stints.


(All for the future; coins in the banks as well as words in the brain).


And now.


Surprisingly.


I have time!


So gee, if I’m going to spend it properly, I should at least write something here.


(Know that the previous post was written after one part of the freelancing stint is done, and by then I’ve been staring at the computer for at least 9 hours and it was after midnight and I was, at my own right, so completely arrested that everything I spewed out sounded crazy).


So, yeah. Right. Let’s see…


Well lately… I’ve been busy.


Sorta.


You know, assignments and stuff. Same old same old (plus some freelancing stints).


But it’s not quite entirely the type in which I barely had the time to think of using the bathroom (the math can be done; if I walk outside of my room, open the toilet door, close it, use the lavatory, flush, wash, open the door, close, re-enter the room, I use roughly twice the time I can do with a 7-up bottle). I’ve taken the liberty of working and erm, catching up on things at the same time.


That is, to say, that I work alongside surfing the net and reading One Piece, or streaming Youtube vids, or read some blogs. It’s sort of a 3:1 ratio in work balancing; 3 to work and 1 to be blissfully distracted for a couple of minutes.


This works, somehow, but I get the job done slower than usual. But I get the perks of not overheating or going into cardiac arrest.


And that’s just about it. Nothing new in life, except for that odd beetle I caught in my room, which I kept in an old toy capsule for one day and then let it fly the next morning. It was the size of a 50 cent coin, but the doofus me didn’t remember to take a picture, so there’s nothing I can show about it.


The weather’s been cold. It didn’t matter if the afternoon offered some hours of heavy sunshine; there was this definite chill that lingered, and the air hung in this lazily heavy manner, like an invisible fog. Atmospherically it almost felt like London as we see in pictures, the way its chilliness clung to every window and door like a drape.


And there was rain. Short ones, long ones, and yesterday, a full-day shower.


I think I’m enjoying this cold.


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Now, having been streaming vids for almost the entire duration of an afternoon whilst working, it didn’t mean I couldn’t find a couple of neat things.


First off is Don Hertzfeldt's and all of his randomness, here in the Academy Award nominated animation short Rejected.




And also Genre, which I enjoyed the most.




This is Mater and the Ghost-Light, Pixar’s short from Cars.




Daniel Greave’s 1991 Academy Award Winner Manipulation (which, I guess, inspired Genre)



And this one is something for gamers everywhere, myself included, who haven’t heard of the great news from Blizzard and haven’t gone to watch this.





Cheers!