A Quip

So today we outran the rain. But by the time we got to our destination, I was so knackered, I couldn't skate.

Anyway, it's pouring again. Oh look, a cow came down. You know. raining cats and cows. And I ... Shall.. continue this post tmr..

Tags :

Ben : eh, what happened to our moon movie?

Liana: I am not. it is logical really! It is quite mundane la. that's the only problem really.and yes you did book me.Really!

Sinee: Yeah:( so slow.

Rain Rain, Pour Some Teh

It's abit early in the morning to be blogging. But I have something to say.

I think I would say after years of cultivation, i can be what you call, an expert, in lazing around, and actually enjoy spending my time doing nothing. Some of you younger folks call it chilling out. I call it being lazy. Either way. Anyway, point I'm here is simple. Its pouring outside. Like someone upstairs decided to fix the heavenly sink, and something went wrong.And I realized, the only thing I like better then sleeping when it's raining, is just sitting around when it's raining, feeling the cold air, and having a cup of nice warm coffee. Why? because when you can do that, it means you arent worried, you dont have no place to be. You're right where you need to be, being lazy, with coffee, and not caring when the rain stops. Then perhaps as it lightens up, and the joy of watching it pour while you're nicely indoors is over, maybe take a nap. That would be so fun.

However, I'm hoping it stops raining by 11.15 or I'm pretty much screwed. How cruel.

In other news, my drawings are from ages past, I dont exactly feel like drawing when I come home. So these are old, but gold.

Thanks for the tags:

Tmr, tmr I'll reply you tmr, tmr's a dayy awayy..

No Coffee For The Wicked.

So it's saturday again. And I'm considering blogging twice a week. Like those web comics go on mon wed and fri? Many I'll do wed and sat, or mon wed and sat. I dont know. we'll see.

Anyway, I went to sleep on thurs hoping i'd wake up in feb, with the last day of internship being the one I woke up to. No. Didnt happen. Here I am at week 5 out of 20. Oh my bejeez.

And, for the next few posts, I will be taking stuff from my phone. Things I write on the bus or train on the notepad. or maybe just next 2 posts, cause I dont think I'll use everything. Abit outdated some of them be.

Ok, I remeber I did this quite a long time back. We were skating, and the sky was black as a bear's bum. And it was only in the early afternoon.

Legs pressed beyond limits
Ears pricked to hear the slightest sigh
But when we felt the first drop
On our sweat drenched skin,
We knew we had failed,
In our quest, on that day,
to outrun the rain.


Tanks for tags, bikes for comments:

Stranger: nah, I was thinking try wrestling. they help you right all the wrong bones.haha

Amber: Geee Amber, haha. I can't cause its mEn's best friend. Not mAn, or mINe.haha. But at you know.so saves me drawing a skateboard. haha

Rooshdee: Not really. Jay Z album 3 is actually quite good. haha. I have it. and if you bring Elvis to this day and age, or Jay Z to that era, and they outdo one another, then it's fair. haha. Its like comparing 50 cents from then and now. It's of different values already. Hows the xams?

Liana: haha. Its true what. She did sing it. and she's..well.. her. haha.

Help, help, the roof is on fire

Oh no, Bozo. It's been 4 days since i last blogged. FOUR! not one. one.two.three.four. AH. ok.

Anyway, I think I have an explaination on why people shouldn't judge other people. really. took me four days to think that. SO. Most obvious reason first, no one is perfect. No one. And since Alicia Keys sang no one, she's perfect. But aside from her, no one else is, so we shouldnt see the flaws in others, when they might be trying to see the good parts of you. In a non dodgy way, I mean. But the reason I think would affect us more, would be when we judge, we expect. When we see someone, and judge them as, say a murderer. We're putting them in that pigeonhole. that stereotype. When the person plays out of that stereotype and does something not expected, you will get confused. But because you couldn't care less about a murderer, it wouldnt bother you. However, bring that closer to home. Say you decide to strereotype this person as a nice person. and they end up backstabbing you. Because you brought YOUR hope into the picture, you get hurt. So, long story short. Dont judge. Not smart, it is. See Yoda for further examples.

the picture is from a thrasher shirt btw.

T is for Twinkle. I Is For Infidel.

Ok. So its the weekend. But I'm sick. Which blows.

Anyway, I went about drawing the one-liner. With no windows paint, I'm pretty much left with my hands. which is both good and bad, because that means more details required, and inking and tracing and all that is manual. And above is an uncompleted copy. It's just a sketch till its fine tuned, but i'll fine tune it and post the finished one up, when I'm done.

The one liner is "men's best friend" by the way. And that is a bird with a rather peculiar name. that I'll let you go figure out on your own. But I apologize in advance if anyone is offended, although i see naught to be offended about. Its just dogs are abit of a 90's cliche. Plus I wanted to draw something I havent drawn before.

Anyway, I'll blog again soon. Ramble off off and away.

HAHA. Ok. Its the painkillers.