SO. my camera is kindof awesome with rain at any zoom. At least I like it anyway. So I snapped a few [dozen] pictures, deleted the couple [dozen] I didn't like all that much, and was left with the 4 I posted earlier today.

That's pretty much all I wanna say.
because my teeth hurt.
BUT. They will be white. THEY WILL, DAMMIT!

SO. I've been playing on the hardcopy of Anger for a while...meaning since it was "finished" the first time. Just uploaded the latest "finished" edition and OH MAH GAHD, kinda just as, if not more then awesomely (read: overly) proud of it as the first time I posted it on here. It's so fucking more real-to-life than when I was just copying it out of the insert in Disturbed's "10,000 Fists" CD case. The actual anger doesn't show up so well now, but I blame the scanner, I'd still be afraid of the bitch on the paper (just not really the one on the screen ).

In other news....STILL working on Fire although I at least have some minor/sketchy details (pardon the pun) in my head for at least the other 3....I think I'll just do the three, then see if I want to add in Light and Darkness. For the most part I decided water and earth are male, and air is female. Also decided on what feture I'm playing with for each element, and general coloring....that last part MIGHT be a lie...not sure, really...so I guess I haven't really decided on general coloring. Oh well, deal.

In news that has nothing to do with devART at all, I have 20 freezepops. (well, 19 now....One's in my belly.) Someone I know had a box of 100 and just handed my two sheets of 10. They are delicious, and I'm not sure how long they'll last...especially since they don't freeze all the way in my fridge/freezer...and the liquidy parts go quickly and deliciously.

And one final detail....How much of a whore does it make me that some guy told me he was gunna try this new thing called "not cheating on his girlfriend" and I was kinda disappointed...not because he had a girlfriend and was cheating on her with me, but because that meant no more sexdates with him? Or does that go under the category of "you're allowed to be disappointed 'cuz it's almost sorta kinda like he just broke up with you...even though you were never together to begin with."?

November ends--I've failed again. 0 for 5. I really have nothing to show for this attempt either. Usually my prologues can stand alone. perhaps this one can as well, but I'm not entirely sure. I took Shakespeare's The Tempest and translated it into (hopefully concievable, if futuristic) science fiction.

In other news, there is a very weird and creepy sound somewhere in or around the apartment that occurs every 5 - 10 minutes. The best way to describe it is, well, take Samara from The Ring. I don't think she ever did make any sound, but imagine the type of sound she WOULD make...that's pretty accurate to what I am hearing. I was never so glad (or at all) to see the roommates come in. I mean, I know it's not realistic, but you know how horror movies are terrifying even when they're not realistic in the least? That's pretty much what was happening--to the point that it must have caused a serious adrenaline rush, because my blood-sugar spiked (without the help of food).

In news concerning art:
My camera is fucked in the ear. Something must have crossed a few wires in its brain because it's now completely backwards. It KNOWS its backwards, and tells me to try turning the camera off and on again, but it just can't help itself. It's kindof like being high, or just otherwise unfairly confused. When you KNOW something should make sense, you just can't make it make sense and it's so goddamn FRUSTRATING because you KNOW it's easy...you just. can't. do it.
Anyway, enough with the analogy. My camera's lens expands when I turn it off, and shrinks back when I set it to take pictures or video. When I set it to review pictures, it DOES retract, but the shutter remains open. The shutter itself is not broken, I can force it shut--it just snaps back open. So, needless to say, there will DEFINITELY be no new photos up any time soon. (I may have to mention this to the parents...maybe give up on it and just get a new one for christmas?)

Also, now that Project Runway is on, I'm completely obsessed with fashion. I may or may not post a few design sketches. if I do, they will more than likely all be in one deviation. I'm not nearly arrogant enough (or good enough) to be taking up space in people's watch-lists with multiple sketches. On the other hand, the one sketch I did (as in past tense) I plan to actually attempt, depending on how expensive the fabric gets. I want a moral/spandex blend. I can't find that it even exists on the internet. I know it exists. I have two shirts that have that on the tag. (The one also has something else, but it has an elastic band in is; I think it's that.) In case you have no clue what moral/spandex blends are like (I didn't know what moral was until I looked at the tags) it's really awesomely soft and drapes well without wrinkling too badly.

So. Rambling. I'm going to leave the news there for now.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled lives.

I don't mind when you say "women are bad drivers," because the soccer-moms on the road in their brand new minivans are just as bad as the old bastards who can barely see over the steering wheel.
I don't mind when you say "Physics majors are horny bastards," because it's generally true.
I don't mind when you say "I was at a party, and something happened" because there was an agreement, and I do the same.
I mind that you don't even pretend to want anything but sex. I mind that it's expected because of hair color. I mind that it's expected because of cup size. I mind that you decided my entire personality on a few physical details. I mind that you get so upset when I don't fit into that one-dimensional mold. I mind that you expect me to change, to strip away so much to fit into that mold you created.


expect something angry (or similar) posted in the near future.


As for the title:
So when you bled on the bed as you fed
those expectations as a whore and not a human
You embraced with hesitation the very parameters of all you can be:
Not a mother, not an aunt, not a sister that's not subdued
Because dignity is not physical, and your flesh means more than you

Your flesh means more than you; your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than...
and I know....

I Know we'll all wake up one day, with a gun, to the back, of our brains.
You'll be asking for your rib, and I'll smile, and I'll, call you brave.

Maybe someday when, when this bloody skull has dried
{I'll} know our city is in ruins
When our greatest source of pride
{is} a monument of dicks and ribs and the gender crown we wore
Where underneath, a plaque will read, a plaque will read,
"No woman, no woman, no woman {is a whore}"

...because I can...and like to alliterate.

Write down the names of twelve fictional characters before reading the questions...

01. Uryuu Ishida
02. Kurosaki Ichigo
03. Vanyel
04. Edward Scissorhands
05. Sirius Black
06. Larry Darrell
07. Elliott Templeton
08. Donnie fucking Darko
09. Gregory House
10. Aeneas
11. Lestat deLioncourt
12. Elphaba


Have you ever read a Six/Eleven(Larry Darrell/Lestat deLioncourt) fic? Do you want to?
I would have trouble believing Larry in a slash role, but on the other hand, I'd be VERY impressed with ANYONE who could write a fic with those that particular fandom (Lestat can go in pree much any time period after 17th century France) and do it even decently well.

Do you think Four(Edward Scissorhands) is hot? How hot?
Mmm, not really a guy you'd want to have his hands all over you...but he's an adorable character

What would happen if Twelve(Elphaba) got Eight(Donnie Darko) pregnant?
the FEMALE character getting the MALE character pregnant...The other way around, though...well, Donnie was kinna desperate. I could kinna see him bangin' a green chick. Especially in a parallel universe

Can you read any fic(s) about Nine(Gregory House)?
Meh, I know they're out there--they have to be, but fanfics tend to be really bad for TV shows with a fairly realistic basis.

Would Two(Kurosaki Ichigo) and Six(Larry Darrell) make a good couple?
not really, at all.

Five/Nine(Sirius Black/Gregory House) or Five/Ten(Sirius Black/Aeneas)? Why?
See, this is how my mind works: House would potentially be FASCINATED with an animagus, because, well, it's not scientifically based. He'd HAVE to find out how that works--and that's a basic formula for fanfics. On the other hand, Aeneas is all Trojan/Roman 'n' shit, and THAT goes along with the HP magical world fabulously...and Sirius has some gayish tendencies already (according to fangirls everywhere) so HE wouldn't really be the problem, it'd be the other guys, which would lead to a more Aeneas-pairing, because fuck, he's been on a fucking boat with a bunch of guys for a HELL of a long time...and he misses his Dido.

What would happen if Seven(Elliott Templeton) walked in on Two(Kurosaki Ichigo) and Twelve(Elphaba) in bed together?
Probably either clear his throat and make some snarky comment or else pretend nothing happened and just leave....or pretend nothing happened, SAY he's not seeing a thing, and then leave....which I guess would really go under category 1.

Make up a summary for a Three/Ten(Vanyel/Aeneas) fic.
Vanniepoo's being a heart-wrenchingly emo boy (...again) and runs into a man in search of his home land, Aeneas. Vanyel, being so desperate to be useful as he is, joins Aeneas on his quest and, well, the rest is history.

Is there any such thing as One/Eight(Uryuu Ishida/Donnie Darko) fluff?
Hell no. Ishida COULD maybe do fluff...MAYBE. But Donnie? never.

Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve(Elliott/Elphaba) hurt/comfort fic.
I can't...Elliott would never lower himself to such a class of...well, she isn't really even human, is she? Poor girl is green! Although, he might try to sell her some art.

What kind of plot device would you use if you wanted Four(Edward Scissorhands) to deflower One(uryuu Ishida)?
yaahhhh, no.

Does anyone on your friends list read Seven(Elliott) slash?
No. Without even looking to see which 7 is...no.

Does anyone on your friends list read Three(Vanyel) het?
Vanyel...nobody I know even read the canon. I don't think a lot of it's out there, really. Though if it's Van, it's probably slash.

Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven(Lestat deLioncourt)?
probably not, I can name a few people who MIGHT if they ever actually wrote fanfics, but he'd be more likely to write Louis, not Lestat.

Would anyone on your friends list write Two/Four/Five(Ichigo/Edward/Sirius)?
...no. Just...no.

What might Ten(Aeneas) scream at a moment of great passion?
"PATRICK!" although that was more of a "BASTARD! Untie my brother-like friend and comrade from that chariot at once, Hector! Or else I'll kill you so hard your ANCESTORS will die!" type "passion"

If you wrote a song-fic about Eight(Donnie), which song would you choose?
"Mad World" of course. Although, they DID use that in the soundtrack...is that cheating?

If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve(Ishida/Larry/Elphaba) fic, what would the warnings be?
OOC, AU, Crossover, time-fuckup(Larry's around 1920...Ishida is present day, and Elphaba is...from munchkinland) Crack-induced plotlines...use of thought processes and logic similar to that used in creating Katamari Damacy.

What might be a good pick-up line for Two(Ichigo) to use on Ten(Aeneas)?
"They say my sword is as big as I am." (Actually, the translations go back and forth between "tall" and "long" but whatever.)

When was the last time you read a fic about Five(Sirius)?
uhh...multiple years?

What is Six's(Larry) super-secret kink?
Psh, Larry doesn't have kinks. He's, well, not really a BORING person, but I really don't see him hiding anything noteworthy....also, six comes up a LOT in this....

Would Eleven(Lestat) get in bed with Nine(House)? Drunk or sober?
Hell, Lestat would go at it with fucking ANYONE.

If Three(Vanyel) and Seven(Elliott) get together, who tops?
Hmm...Vanyel IS a bottom in canon (not explicitly, but it's damn obvious between the lines.) Then again, Elliott...I'm not sure about. I see him being very much in control of the situation, but "allowing" the other person to do all the work.

What title would you give this fic?
"Pawn in Paris" (clearly a Van POV story. Elliott is too complicated to write something from his POV, you'd miss some important detail that would put him out of character. But if he's a secondary character, any mistakes can be written off as a misinterpretation on the part of the main charrie.)

Name three people on your friends list who might read it.
Fuckin' nobody.

Name one person who should write it.
Too much of a ridiculous crossover. it shouldn't be written.

How would you feel if Seven/Eight(Elliott/Donnia) was canon?
Disappointed



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