Knives Salesman.

Got the go ahead from Coombes to sell shit at Country Fair. Most presumably, I'm going to sell the comic itself for about 15-20 dollars, and 3 different mini posters which will be the more epic, double page spreads from the comic for 5-10 dollars each.

On a related note, if Genvin reads this, "Shove It up your HAHS" shirts?
Everything's pretty much set, 'cept for the money and whatnot.

Interdimensional.

I realised what an awesome character Waldo/Wally is. A guy who can walk into a crowd and basically vanish, leaving those who are in search of him hard pressed - I would totally want to be able to do that.
In addition to that, if you want to take into account the animated series, he has a wizard friend who lent him a magical walking stick so he could explore a vast array of dimensions AT WILL - this guy should be a superhero ranked amongst Batman and whatnot.

Hoodwinked.

@Stephen [and in general about] Hoodies:

I should have mentioned to the krew that they're coming in on Wednesday - If we're Lucky.

Odlaw.

Relevant.

I'd think that white out would actually be a lot easier to see than anything else on the page.

Red Brick Buildings.

[blog title / other lyrics from the song]

[artist - song]

[lyrics the image is based off and called]

Drumroll. Dunununununununununu:

This post's image - 

Nieve and Cook - Chronic Intoxication - 

"Be So High I Could Soar"

It's Holding On - 

Radiohead - The National Anthem - 

"Everyone's got the fear"

I Spiral Down - 

Radiohead - In Limbo - 

"I'm lost at sea"

Turn The Other Cheek - 

Radiohead - Live In A Glasshouse - 

"A strange mistake to make"

All The Figures I Used To See - 

Radiohead - Pyramid Song - 

"I jumped into the river, what did I see?"

Glassy Eyed Lyricist.

Got new glasses. 

They actually look exactly like my old ones. 

Power level went from 1.75 to 2.25. 

Maybe over 9000 next time.

I might wear glasses all the time now because I'm a cunt.

End.

It's Holding On.

I Spiral Down.

Turn The Other Cheek.

All The Figures I Used To See.

Notre Dam.

Thriller.

MJ's death,1 year anniversary today.

This didn't seem so long ago.

Bee Movement.

Green Hornet.
Basically just Seth Rogan and an asian side kick as superheroes.
Trailer.

Freak Fest.

I played 4-5 hours of Blizzard-y goodness with Saarthak today.

Diablo II : We spent more time walking around trying to find the bloody quest place than actually killing anything. Boy, doesn't that sound familiar.

Warcraft 3, DotA: He's played about 4 games and he almost beat me. Dicks and asses.

Now I have a headache, and I haven't done anything productive today. DAY WELL SPENT.

Just Aside.

I turned on the stove to 3/4 heat, and ran up to check blogs/tumblrs etc. quickly because I'm a dick and I load them all every 5 minutes.

So I come back down and my dad's filddling with the nobs (lololol) and I'm like "What the fuck are you doing?", and he's like:

"THE STOVE'S HOT".

You could probably guess my reaction, but here it is anyway: "It's a stove, it's meant to be hot. The heat induces the cooking process because it's a stove." - said whilst trying to contain every bit of rage in my politically correctness-ness-esque-ness.

Then at the dinner table, my mum inspects what I've cooked and she's like "Did you cook this?" And I'm like "Yeah", and she's like "IS IT RAW?", AND I'M LIKE, "HOW CAN YOU COOK IT AND HAVE IT COOKED AND BE RAW AT THE SAME TIME. DON'T QUESTION MY ABILITIES YOU."

Anyway, today The Gip was contemplating somewhere to stick a Eco poster and Daria's like "Why don't you stick it on the roof?". Then there was silence. And then I blurted out "You mean the ceiling. The roof is on top of the building and the ceiling is what's on top of the walls." And then Gippel makes some scoffing noise but I'm still not sure who it was directed at.

THE END.

Light Bulbs.

And now for another segment of:

"Things that don't exist in real life but exist in my head because I want them then some multi billion dollar company will telepathically steal my idea and make millions."

A laser pointer which projected the image of a computer mouse cursor.
Would that not be awesome? For shits and giggles, there should be a button on it which switched it to the 'finger selecting' cursor and possibly the 'loading hourglass'.

Also I just though of stickers which had the 'Like' button from Facebook on them.
Though I hate Facebook, the idea would be to stick them on stuff. Because they're stickers.

Large Googly Eyes.
By large, I mean larger than those pissy small ones for craft and stuff.
If I ever became some sort of vigilante artist like Banksy, instead of spray painting stuff, I'd run around the city at night and stick a pair of eyes onto inanimate objects to make the entire city look like a stupid kids show.

Zach Anner.

VOTE FOR HIM.

HE IS AWESOME.

FOR SOME "UNEXPLAINABLE" REASON, THIS STUPID BITCH MANAGED TO SURPASS HIM WITH A MILLION VOTES IN A MATTER OF HOURS.
SHE WROTE THIS BOOK:

 "This story is about a young African American boy named AJ McCater, who is struggling with the horrible stories his grandmother has been telling him about "The White Man". She consistently tells him that the "white man" is the cause of all struggles in life, because white people had stolen people's land for years. Since AJ's father has left him and his mother, the young boy and his mother have to move in with Grandma Eddie Mae, who lives in a bad neighborhood. The boy becomes distraught seeing that he has no last name, no house, no father, and is in a bad neighborhood with his grandmother and mother. The plot thickens when his mother gets pregnant and moves her white boyfriend in the home. The boyfriend wants to marry the mother, and this brings joy to the African American boy, who now sees he will have a last name, a house, a father, and a new baby sister. Unfortunately, his new dad is shot in a drive-by, and needs a heart transplant. Will he get it? If so, from whom? The donor will shock you. You'll have to read the book to find out!"

LOL.
WHAT IN GODS FUCK?

FUCK YOU OPRAH YOU CEREBRAL PALSY HATING BITCH.

Derive.

How did anyone in the crowd not catch her out. That is bullshit.

Laughably Anatomy.

A French prisoner killed his cellmate then sliced open his chest to remove and eat his heart, a court has heard.
However, the man removed the wrong organ, and ate his lung by mistake.

Nicolas Cocaign, 39, appeared in court in the northern city of Rouen for allegedly killing Thierry Baudry in January 2007 by punching and kicking him, stabbing him with a pair of scissors and suffocating him with a rubbish bag.

Mr Cocaign then allegedly sliced open Baudry's chest with a razor blade, removed a rib and pulled out an organ which he believed was the man's heart, but which in fact was a lung.

He is accused of eating part of the lung raw and then frying the rest of it with some onions on a makeshift cooker in the cell in the Rouen prison.

"I wanted to take his soul," Mr Cocaign, who at the time of the crime was in custody awaiting trial for attempted armed robbery, allegedly told an investigating judge probing the case.

 Sauce.

When you're trying to rip out someones heart and you pull out their lungs, wouldn't you be like "Hey, this doesn't look anything like a heart at ALL".

TAKKATAKKATAKKA.

This is actually full obvious.

A Pair Of G's.

SOMEWHAT NOT INTERESTING NEWS AT ALL:

Andrew Hansen (Chaser, the guy with the huge forehead and crazy hairstyles) is going to be co-hosting Good Game on ABC2 @ 8:30.

Enough Said.

Helius.

Spent the whole day trying to draw.

Spent the whole day failing.

Edit, I realised that it was actually the entire weekend.

Shoryuken.

SHIT JUST GOT REAL.

It's always good to see Ironman getting his arse kicked.

(I posted incomplete trailer before, so it's basically the same thing with more cinematics)

Yellow Broke Road.

This has happened to me 3 times in a row. 

WHY.

Industria.

My father decided to make a metal frame for poster that's been under my bed for last month.

I assume it was made from scraps in his factory.

Hinges: Fuck yeah.

Vuvuzela Time.

 

HOORAY.

Oi, Stephen

Quoc and I have actually made $7.76 instead of my estimate of $5.50. That's $0.018 a day for both of us combined.

Truth, Honour, Justice.

Blue Jays.

ALTERNATE VERSION.

Fast Forward.

Incase anyone missed this. Is 'incase' a word? Or have I just been using it wrong my entire life.

Burnt Sky.

Snap Locked.

Some Pig.

Ice Cold.

I never really got this ad.

Twitterpated.

Watched Bambi II on 72 just then = where the hell was  the climax?

Going to go watch Piglets Big Movie.

Edit, watched. Piglet is literally only in the first 5 minutes, and the last 5 minutes of the movie despite it being named after the character. WHAT'S UP WITH THAT.

Chasing The Glimpse.

This is what ""Chasing the glimpse of a forever fading fluorescent horizon." would look like. I was thinking of something to draw, so I drafted this out, and it looked alright so I decided to post it. Not the actual thing though.

MSPA 23.

Gloves Off.

COWBOYS SHOULD HAVE WON.

Forever and ever and ever and ever.

Duke Nukem might actually be back in production after 3d Realms finally settled that law suit.

Just incase anyone cares.

Also, Pokemon News, some more Pokemon revealed, and they all look far too cute for pocket monsters which are supposed to beat the shit out of each other.

Give me MSN and Facebook back

It does jackshit but makes me depressed.

Also theres a new hip guy on Tumblr.

Aster Break.

I just wanted to say that these hands actually took, not joking, 2 hours to do.

GOD FUCKING DAMMIT.

Keep It Hardcore, Without A Gun On My Waist.

LYRICS THAT I WOULD LIKE TO APPROPRIATE INTO ART, PART 1 (Off the top of my head):

"I'm a dreamer in the clouds, throwing lightning with Zues."

-Bliss N Eso - Watch your mouth.

"Got the crowd bouncing like a sea of cats on pogo sticks."

-Bliss N Eso - Mad Tight.

The entirety of this song - Probably my favourite from Bliss N Eso. This is the song where "This is Heaven where I stand" comes from too, but I wanna redo it.

-Bliss N Eso - Lonely Streets.

This too. Every line = awesome sauce. "Chasing the glimpse of a forever fading fluorescent horizon."

-Bliss N Eso - Field of Dreams.

There's probably more, but that'll come up in part 2.

Japan, Japan!

Don't you hate people that sit next to you in senior science and constantly direct Japanese phrases at you despite them not being Japanese or even doing Japanese as a language subject, but getting all the phrases from Naruto? And then when they hit you for accusing them of being addicted to games and uses counters the accusation with accusing you of being in possession of that addiction when you actually aren't?

Except for maybe soon, if Saarto manages to compile a list of classic multi-player games from the 90s [so that Rod's comp can run them I think...] so we can LAN this shit up and tear shit down.

Seriously, 90s was the DECADE of gaming. Back when you didn't have to care about 'factors of reality' and all that shit - when the most important and possibly most skilful thing a gamer could do was time his jump to land on the next platform - THAT WAS THE SHIT, ACTUALLY BEING SERIOUS AS DICKS IN A CAN.

Paltry.

BASTET.
My best score is 2 lines.

TORUS.
Tetris.
In a cylinder.

Additionally, this for a trifecta.

Pen To Paper.

It's Drawing Day apparently. At least, it will be for another 2 hours because of time zones. Today was one of the days that I didn't actually draw anything significant.

DAY FAILED.

A Spire.

I remember these two comics coming out at about the same time, like whoa, mind dissolving.
And I didn't blog it at the time because that was when my blogger started to mess up.

Evaluate.

I sent a question to the comic printing staff, and turns out it's already in the FAQ's which updated a week ago. Now I can't delete the message and I'll look like a dick. FUCK.

Also, I watched like, 10 minutes of V whilst waiting for another show which I don't remember, and this is basically what I got out of it.

Red-Eyed Bulls.

Back to legitimate blogging.
Whatever that means.

But the I realise that I have nothing to blog about.

5:21.

Readjusting to 72 pages because upon calculation, I have 3x days left.

Fuck dammit.

Gloine VS Gasmasq.

4:40.

My brother is sporting a brown cap, backwards, with a slither of hair going down the middle of his face.

He is indoors by the way.

4:29.

This wall is lacking in images. Here you go, have one.

4:25.

I told Tommy Dang about my Art dilemma Friday afternoon. He patted me on the back quite hard, in the cold rain.

I regret not elbowing him in the stomach. Like I should have.

4:23.

Scanning in random tid bits I've draw in Art.

Realised that I should actually make some sort of logical storyline to go with these images, as opposed to just having an idea looser than ten avid oscilloscopes.

4:15.

Where the fuck is my watch. Oh there it is. 4:15.

Tempted to just finish MS Paint Adventure at 100 steps and hand that in for Art HSC BOW.

Because I cannot see this comic being done in time.

12:37.

Ate some Oreos. Still don't understand what the fuck "Twist, lick, dunk" is for.

So I ate them straight up.

Take that, Oreo Man.

11:12.

This is going by my watch by the way.

Hence the time difference to post time.

11:11.

Remembered that Buxton wanted me to draw a devil for 666th post.

No.

11:10.

Realised that I cannot draw today.

Just when I was going to hard out art.

Fuck.

10:18.

Couldn't find anything to eat for breakfast. Decided to eat some nuts.

Making up for lack of blogs.

Death Defier.

BUXTON CALL LAWRENCE

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BEFORE 730.