Jan. 1st, 2009

kjpepper: (yarr!)
That is to say, a ramble on creativity - I don't the ramble itself is very creative. Oh and click my eggs, they need to hatch like yesterday.

Adopt one today! ^^ Adopt one today! ^^ Adopt one today! ^^ Adopt one today!

This has got to be the slowest bunch ever hatched - I've never had dragons that didn't pop out of their eggs bang on the dot at 3.5 days before. I'm actually worried these guys are gonna die, which would suck. I haven't lost a dragon yet, and I would prefer not to start now.

Oh hey wait, one hatched. *kicks the other three* HURRY UP.

Anyway. Came upstairs after most of the new years folks had gone home ([livejournal.com profile] anythingbutpink and her boy were too drunk to do anything but stay here and play rock band) and found myself too wired to sleep. That's what one gets for drinking mediera with coffee all night I suppose. You get buzzed and cranked all at once. I had a picture in my head kicking around for most of the week, and on a whim, I sat down and sketched it out. And then I scanned it. And earlier this morning I finished cleaning it up and coloring it. (and no... not going to post it, sorry.) But whoa. I actually sat down and stayed focused on something long enough to finish it. I don't remember when the last time that happened was. Probably a couple of summers when I was beadweaving. But yeah... whoa.

I need to do shit like that more. My main problem is that I have so many things I want to do backburnered and I can never decide what to go with. Drawing. Writing. Dancing. Beadweaving... Hell I've got a sewing project or two laying around even. Music. I never play shit anymore, and yet I've gone through every single move in the last ten years with my violin in tow, even though I only crack the case about once a year if that. I miss that. I keep saying I want to take music lessons again, but time and money never seem to be on hand for that. I know, it's a matter of making both, but still. And we won't talk about the violin's two equally neglected friends, Clarinet and Keyboard. Miss those too.

I was considering picking a few things to do this year for sure and setting aside the rest for down the line, as I'm going to be horribly busy in 2009 as it is. I definitely want to do a bead project or three this year. I want to actually write, and finish, one of the stories that has been kicking around in my head and then if it isn't utter crap, see about getting it published. I want to take more pictures, like actual honest to goodness, good pictures, and spend some quality time sitting down and learning how to work with the Hatemonger. And as always I have a few web projects on the line as well... thinking it would be nice if maybe I updated my own site to not look so 2004... which is when I think I last touched it lol. And then there are other major things in the pipe - The House situation is getting insane, I need to get cranking on that whole cleanout project sooner rather than later, and whether I end up going home for the summer or not, it simply can't wait any longer. The good news is that people are starting to agree with me on the fact that the House needs some major TLC, I was just bitching to Dad about how there isn't a single grounded outlet in the the entire house except for the kitchen. Not one. May the darkness be merciful. And on top of that I'm seriously considering taking up belly dance again, since I've been missing it somewhat fierce. That and I'm considering once I'm carred up checking out [livejournal.com profile] captainlove's Arnis school, as I've always thought martial art + dance = win. Oh yeah. Carring. Ernie need to call me back like now, I want to get this project over with already.

So yeah. As usual when I think about this shit, my first reaction is to flee in terror before the almighty dauntingness of all of my projects. Trying valiantly not to do that now... Instead, trying to prioritize everything that needs doing and try to get things done a little at a time rather than panic about the big picture.

Been thinking about other stuff too, like why it is that I never do seem to have time to get all the stuff I want to do done.... Well, I know why, actually. Two main reasons being the Internet is really really great... for time-sinking. Seriously, I need to get off the MMORPG sauce for a while. And the other... drama. yeah yeah, I know, newsflash I am a drama magnet/whore. I mean theres' a certain amount of low level other-people noise I require to function, I realize this. Comes of growing up in a large loving... and drama prone family; it's just how I was raised and how I'm wired. But I've seriously let other people's stuff consume the hell out of me in the last few years to the exclusion of all else, and I'm burnt out and need to charge my batteries and work on my own crap for a change. So... to borrow a lyric from America's favorite country asshat*, 2009 should be more about "me, should be more about i, should be more about number 1 oh my me my, what I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see. I like talkin' about you, you, you, you usually, but occasionally.... I wanna talk about meeeeeeeeee!"

Ahem. yes, anyway. The quest for self-improvement continues apace, I suppose.

Oh! I got the last of my holiday presents last night! I have a framed picture of the Brooklyn Bridge over my bed, my very own copy of Where the Sidewalk Ends (goddamn I love me some Shel Silverstein!!) and a fascinatingly disturbing looking graphic novel called "Finder - Sin Eater." And with that, I'm officially holidayed out and ready for life to return to some semblance of normal. Whew.

ETA: It happened again!

(4:17:21 PM) brit4anonsex: Hey, the public health commission is making 
me tell everyone i've slept with that i have AIDS japanese ham sandwich

I'm starting to think these are the pornographic cousins of the Salmons, Cohos and british men looking for their hats.

* and yet I kinda like Toby Keith anyway. Curse you, [livejournal.com profile] timarok.
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