Well, when he got back from fishing, he called home and I went and picked him up. And, though sorely tempted, I did not beat him up. *grins*
Over the last week, I've been trying to get a key the cheap way. Tracking down the key Joe sent with the truck he sold, getting a replacement at the dealership. This did not work, unfortunately, so I called a locksmith today.
And now I have a key.
Muahahahahahhahaha.
Drivers of America, BEWARE!
We run over to Mamaw's house where Mom is and eat ice cream. So, of course, everyone is high on ice cream. And we talk and chat and carry on and whatnot until past 11. Then Mom sends us back to go to sleep.
We stay up later. And talk about odd stuff. Like what me and my twin bro did when we were kids. And the cost of tablets to draw on. Etc. And I watched my sister's draw. And I mutilated one of my sister's fox faces. I gave it vampire fangs, a fez, an earing and a monocle at first. Then I made it into a jack in the box head popping out with the caption "Dance! My Puppets! Dance!" Then I added little tingles coming out of the box.
It didn't look all that bad. So I tried to draw Falar. Unfortunately, he was too tall and his head ended up small 'cause the Fox in a Box got in the way. And his legs were too skinny and whatnot.
So I turned over the page and tried to draw a head-on view of somebody shooting an arrow. It didn't work. The only thing that was remotely salvageable was the face. So I redrew the face, put it on a body and started adding stuff. The first frame of this comic thing is the redrew face...
( A Bit O )
Point out all the problems you want. I ask you to. I've probably noticed a lot of them.
Heh, this is my first "published" art.
Broad Sword
You are personal power and internal strength. You are not the fastest but you get the job done like no one else.
Okay, time for a spooky story. A few weeks ago I was reading a miscellaneous Pratchett. Which one it was, I can't quite recall. It's immaterial to the story. Anyways, I was laying on my bed with my head toward the computer. I was tired for some reason and fell asleep. The book and my glasses fell off the end of the bed. When I woke up, I couldn't find my glasses. I had to use my spare pair.
Saturday night, I stayed up all night playing Civilization III with some friends. When I went home, I started reading the Ultimate Hitchhiker's Guide. While I was reading it, I fell asleep and my glasses and book fell off the end of the bed. Later, I woke up and went outside to the camper (where there's AC) and went to sleep. When I came back up, I reached down off the end of my bed and pulled up my glasses.
They weren't my spare pair of glasses. Those had seemingly disappeared. These were the glasses I lost a few weeks ago off the end of the bed. What was quite odd was that the second time I fell asleep it was not with my head towards the computer. My head was at the other end of the bed. Strange occurences.
My Dad suddenly started talking about Spontaneous Human Combustion and other odd para-scientific things last night when we were eating ice cream. It was odd. Crazy people, when related to you and are actually crazy, aren't all that fun. They don't understand the basics of human interaction.
- Temperament:
hungry
I really wish he'd stop listening to Short-Wave. I do believe it poisons his mind in more ways than one.
Other things about movies: Me and my sisters watch movies at home in a ... slightly odd manner. When me and Ruth and Sarah are watching movies we always have a running commentary going. And it doesn't even matter if this is the second or third time we've watched it. We're always commenting on something. "I don't like the look of him." "I'm betting that this happens."
It gets quite boring when I have to watch a movie without them, you know. When I watch one with the family without them, there's no one to respond to my jibes and comments. When I watch one with the youth group, I have to be silent. I guess I'm odd.
*smiles brightly* We knew that already.
Today is church day for me. I have to go in early to set up the sound and what not. It's part of what I do in praise of what He's done for me. Anyways, this means that I have to get my shower early.
So I was in the shower and suddenly I hear, knock knock knock on the door. I shut off the water and yell out to the hall, "What?"
Sarah: "Does a straight beat a flush in poker?"
Me: "Er, Yes!"
So I go back to shower. I'm about 2/3rds done and I knock knock knock comes on the door. I shut off the water again and yell out to the all, "What?"
Sarah: "Does a straight beat a full house?"
Me: "Yes."
Then I finished my shower.
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It seems that Cyra, Rystan, Ringi and Severan are back in VI. This is a cause worth drinking about. Of course, *grins* most causes are worth drinking about.
An explanation is in order, of course.
I'm quite busy at the moment because of finals and final projects going down. Yet, I want to spend one night of the weekend with my friends each weekend. Just hangin' with them, y'know? That means I have to do all my stuff (homework, etc) on the other two nights.
So I met one of my friends in the hallway at college and he told me they'd be watching a movie tonight. Tonight is family night so I told him to call me before they put on the movie so I could come over. He said he'd do it.
I go to class. It was pretty interesting. We talked about using Matrixes with Linear Transforms and the Eigen- thingeys. I like Math. It's reliable.
After class, I had to run my sisters around town. One to an arts and crafts show downtown (Ruth) and one to gymnastics (Rebecca). While I waited for Becca to get out of gymnastics, I read the second part of The Once and Future King. It was interesting.
Anyways, I got home. I stuck around waiting for my friend to call. 6 o'clock passed without a call. Then 7 o'clock came and went. By then I was starting to get quite depressed.
At about 8ish, I was sent to get a movie. I picked up Johny English (Which is a thouroughly detestable movie, by the way). I came home, expecting to have a message for me to get over to whoever's house everybody was hanging at. There was none.
The family, minus my twin brother who had left to hang at about 6, met for our Family Time, which was the reason I hung around for so long. No call came during that either. I was slipping further and further down into being sad. My Mom suggested I call around for them, but I couldn't do that.
We put on the movie and watched it without a single call. And then I came up here and wrote this. And that's why I feel sad. That's why I feel angry.
They call for my brother when he's not there. They forget about me.
I set aside this evening. That means I won't get to spend the normal evening, tommorrow, with them. And it hurts.
Demnable people.
*Cries*
- Temperament:
morose - Music:Beautiful Thing - All Star United (ChristianRock.Net)
Yes. Fire, the thing that burns. It struck my house.
Now that I've got your attention, I'll start the story. Me and my bro were up at a our Pastor's house playing the grand old game of Fireball Island. I was losing. Suddenly, one of friends busts in and says, "Your house is on fire."
There was silence.
And a few more seconds of silence.
And then he says, "Your mom said everyone's okay and they got out fine."
There was more silence.
We grabbed our coats and keys and flew down the road. Flew being a word to describe how fast we drove. I was worried. I was in shock a bit. I was trying to guess what had happened.
We got home, slammed on the parking brake and ran up the driveway. There was an ambulance, fire truck, several cars and trucks and over a score of the men in dirty yellow. I came up, looked around, placed my bet on what had started the fire, then I went and checked on the kids. They were cool.
Now, how did it happen from their end, you ask? Well, all of them were asleep except one of my sisters and my little bro. My little bro was on the second floor playing video games online when he smelled smoke. He ran down to the basement, the smoke getting thicker and thicker. The back basement was on fire.
He ran upstairs and woke everyone up and got them out of the house. He got the phone too and when my sister got it, the numbers "119119191" were on it. He was already trying to call it in.
Well, they put out the fire successfully. It was actually quite small. Heat lamps down on our new baby chicks had set some cardboard on fire and it spread from there.
And who says video games are a bad thing? *laughs*
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Yeah, I think we lost about half of the chicks. We were able to save all our other animals too. I think there was a little plumbing damage too, but nothing really serious. PVC pipes melting, I think...
My bro was running in and bringing the animals out and such while I was making sure the kids were stable. Our whole youth group had come over to see and to pray.
We've got an Xbox up in our room and afterwards we were thinking, "Wouldn't it be funny if Joe ran out of the house carrying the Xbox instead of one of the many animals?" He could've been on Xbox commercials, eh?
"My house was burning to the ground, but I knew, if there was one thing I had to get out with, it was my Xbox." ~Joe on Commercial....
*laughs*
- Temperament:smoky
- Music:None, really.
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