as planned

I slept a lot. Went to bed around 1.00 and woke up around 8.00. Reading's fun! Too bad I'm already on the last two books in the series! They're fun to read! Note to self: after reading everything esle, get more books by Jennifer Roberson. Next I'm going to devour Narnia followed by Hitchhiker's guide to the Galaxy, after that it will be Lord of the Rings! Evil me, I haven't read any of those three yet!

So anyway, Things to do, places to go, people to torment *pokes people randomly and cackles.*

So, yeah, research paper. Need to highlight stuff! Had an idea of how I'm going to finish up a painting I started! Mauh, going to be so spiffily trippy! SQUARES! FEAR THE RECTANGLES! BOW BEFORE THEM! *looks around.* Well, you'll know what I'm talking about when the time comes! MUAH HA HA HA HA!

*listens to music and prepares to attack the poor people of her school with hyperness.*

Fwoop!

'Lina! Greg! Keep your eyes peeled for a '68 El Camino with a oakley sticker and the "malibou" designation on it's sides (granted, neither Dad, myself, or anyone else has figured out WHY there's the malibou designation, but it's there!), why? Because it's going to California! That's right! The guy who bought it is dragging it out to CA! CAR! *LATCH.*

Taking it to have the tires rotated and emissions checked tomorrow after school *latch.*

I need lotion, mrch.

I have Buddha! Itty Bitty Buddha! I went to walden's after work (mistake) because I got off two hours early and decided to pick up Dynamic anatomy, then I thought, "if they have that Itty Bitty Buddha, I'm getting it!" And so, here I am, in posession of a Buddha. It has insence and a holder and a booklet on basic Buddhists beliefs and meditation practices. Muah ha ha. He's such a happy looking little Buddha! If I remember right, if you rub his belly you'll get good luck, but I'm not positive. Happy, smiling, fat little Buddha sitting on a little stand. I feel so like a sore thumb! But in a good way! I'm such an oddity, and I enjoy being as such!

Must learn more about world religions. After I finish reading the Doctrine and Covenants I'm going to read the Koran or Qu'ran. I have it in both German and English, hehe.

Aside from Dynamic Anatomy and Itty bitty Buddha, I got a book that shall be employed in honing my skills with drawing wolves. It has a whole lot of awesome wolf pictures in it, I don't remember if it has words, I was paying too much attention to the awesome photography.

Anyway! I have school in an hour *goes over her spoils, cackling in glee.*

Looking . . .

I look forward, and in looking forward, I look back. I am ahead now, ten, twenty years. I'm afraid, I fear, that when I look back I will see myself as I am and that I would not have changed. I will still be someone who, to others, has accomplished much, but feels as if they never tried, never put forth the REAL effort in the things that others see as having to "matter."

I have worked, I have worked hard, but those feelings of accomplishment haven't come very often, more seldom than some may thing. I want to be able to feel truely accomplished, like when I finish a piece of art to my satisfaction. I want to do something and feel like I've accomplished something, not just say "well, that's over with now, what's next to keep me occupied?"

I don't want to be "kept occupied." I want to EXPERIENCE, I want to LEARN, I want to Taste, touch, and feel. I want to SEE! Then, it feels strangely appropriate that I type up something I wrote over a month ago:

Mmm, sensation. The gentle TOUCH, a brush, feather-light. Prickling, tickling feelings running, flowing through the rivuletes of being. SMELL, scent, it is pulled in, picking at a piece, a part. Soothing, fleeting, sweet smell. Color, light, dark, shape, form, now SIGHT approaches within a haze. Fuzzy, it becomes clear, clearer, sharp, defined lines, curves. So much information, it produces noise. SOUND bursts forth, crashing, banging, vibrating the air and being, Sweet, again, familiar, yet worlds apart. It has texture, smell with textures, TASTE.

The being organizes itself, forming, compiling, moving slowly to its ultimate destination, ultimate goal. Suddenly, just as quickly as the sensations began I WAS. The seventh sence of the body, of the BEING. The sense of SELF, paling the others by far so that they are nearly forgotten, afterthoughts of the being.

Off to Government *flies away.*

Note on Religions

Every religion has truth in it. EVERY ONE.

Atheism, yes, atheism, has truth in it, for it grips to science who's purpos is to find truth.

Wicca has truth as do other Pagan religions, Buddha, Taoism, Islam, Judeaism, Christian, all of it. It has truth. How much truth is in each, none can say. But I doubt there is a religion out there that has no truth.

*scurries off to Government.*

Which came first?

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The Quiz or the online Journal?

muah ha ha! I feel something akin to accomplishment

Finished Raist's request yesterday and I had forgotten to scan it in. Just did now. 11X14" worth of brushing on ink! YAY! Everyone rejoice for psycodic ink-induced detail! I still say y'can tell that I did the first on one day, the next two on another, and the last on yet another day. It amuses me. Of course, being as I couldn't resist the detail, I have four details of it from the scan. Going to have Graves take some slides tomorrow.
The full thing, hurra! Ignore the discrepency with the bottom inking, stupid scanner's lack of size.
Jwalanth's detail. Much fun! Shamien wings are fun to do, though I do believe I should do more of them unfolded since I spend so much time drawing them folded.
Wolf detail. Inked on the same day as Jwalanth (y'can tell!). As with all the others, I kinda winged the anatomy *cough.*
Gitana's detail. I was just going to do the shot of her forequarters, but then I realized all the detail was in the rump. Why white characters are hard to do: You run the risk of doing them too dark.
Horse detail. The first I did. I'm rather proud of it since I managed to fix a few gross anatomical errors when I started using the brush (inked all of them with a micron first before attacking them with the brushes and ink). Hurra for winged anatomy!

Oh! Can you guess where the light source is coming from! I'm so proud of myself, I think I managed to remain true to it.

Love this song *rocks to India.*