I'm still a 'mo

I've neglected this part of my internet life for quite a while. Life. I should have just been honest and said life. Because this is a blog.. I shall moan...

I have no job, no money, and no erm lovin. I'm quite pleased with the last part though.

So, I'm feeling what I've not felt in a while... I think I'm beginning to care again, I do blame pokemon, for taking away my life, pokemon and other things, but these shall be enjoyed only for a few hours a day, or perhaps every other day.

TransAction is not dead, though I cant log into my account on the comicgenesis site, I can still log into the Ftp. Which, seeing as all the stats and data are on the comicgenesis site this upsets me. Not that I get many views, but it's always exciting seeing what people have typed to get to my comic. Though there was nothing amusing there so far.

I seriously suspect pokemon has made me autistic. And that's it for now. I might delete a load of these entries, and this one later, an "revamp" the whole thing. Maybe, but, I may care these days, doesnt mean I'm willing to put time into things.

Sharing your shower time with a Ladybird is not a stressfree experience

I've had to put up with sharing my shower time with spiders, even a moth that one time but trust me, a ladybird is the freakiest. Especially this one. It didn't seem like your regular ladybird, it didn't have a black head, it was yellow and it had spider like reflexes. I had to keep an eye on it whilst showering, because you know, if it decided to attack me, I'd have to stagger some sort of self defense move, but if taken by surprise I'd mess it up, and slip and crack my head and die. Phew, glad I got out of that one alive. Also I can't squirt water at it so it goes down the plug hole and drowns, I'm just not that cruel.

Though when I made it safely out of my shower and looked back it had gone... now I'll be questioning whether it really ever was there in the first place, and was it a symbol, or methaphor for my life, with its struggling to climb the tiles rife with condensation and almost falling then falling, being on it's back on a tile edge then managing to pick itself up again though deciding it was just going to climb down this time.... unfortuatly this will stick in my head till something else manages to occupy it.

To those adoring fans of TransAction you may have noticed there were no updates last week. "Why? Oh Why?" you ask. Well... er... I dunno, I should have been able to update, seeing as I've finished Uni now, I managed to have two updates each week when I also had my exams, but now I have nothing surely I should be able to just update update update. Unfortuatly, now exam stress has gone it's been replaced with house finding and job finding stress, also CV writing stress, all this makes me want to not do anything, so I sit in front of the comp, with a box of red wine watching Kelly Clarkson videos on youtube. I think it's time I motivated myself. Yes, it really was a low point. Still you love box wine and Kelly Clarkson! and nope, fuck you, I will not feel ashamed.

I guess it's about time I either...
a) make a coffee and watch Kelly Clarkson on youtube.
b) make a coffee and finish off my CV.
c) make a coffee and draw transaction.
d) go back to bed.

I guess I should merge b) and c), I know though a) will creep in but as tempting as d) is I must resist at all costs.

Damn you Comic Gen!!! or Universe.. maybe both

Here's my first doodle, no second doodle on here. It's my myspace background, fascinating stuff.

So, instead of holding TransAction back to concentrate on exams, it seems I've dedicated more time into TransAction than ever before. I came close to giving up all, but decided to just improve my art instead. Hopefully it'll be looking more polished and cleaner in the future.

Oh my point. Comicgen has been crappy all week. I've uploaded a comic for today (Thursday) but with 2500 odd queuing to be updated it may not actually show today, or tomorrow. Gnnnwah! Oh well. I know I got it done in time.

And now to leave you with my favourite new drawing of Sam, as she's my favourite (I'm always drawn to the lame ones, well, I'm spoilt for choice with TransAction really).




(edit: I'm tired and too lazy to correct the bad grammer and awful sentence structure, but not too lazy to note it)

I have exams

So transaction is taking a break, maybe.

Nothing says “I’m ignoring you revision” like…

BAKING CAKES!!!

Well, it’s not really baking is it if I only add an egg and water to some cake mix? But, it took away a good 30 minutes of my life, so, that’ll do.

A lot has happened since the last update. (Nothing too spectacular, unless, like me, you think celebrating your birthday and getting a hamster (not in that order) is really quite something.)

So first off, ooh, I can bring the cakes back. I brought cake mix to take my mind off some essays, but I needed eggs and couldn’t find them, I did ponder the possibility of a nation wide egg shortage, till I found the eggs in the place I weren’t looking for them. I assumed they’d be in the chill cabinets, but nope.

With the cakes not working and the constant worry of essays I decided to get a hamster. To take my mind off things. It worked, I almost took my mind off too much. But now all I seem to do is worry about Garth (the hammy). When I’m not pestering him and googling hamster illnesses (I should never be allowed a child. Good job I don’t want one), I’m thinking of ways to expand his cage, and daydreaming about all the toys he could have. Here’s the set up for now…

It was my Birthday may 5^th, and the fam came up. Mum, Dad and sister. We watched “Spiderman 3”, aww it was nice they’d sit through that for me. I took a moment. They seemed to like it, which was good. Did I like it? Hmm, it was no “Spiderman 2”, it has absolutely amazing moments, the cgi and action scenes were fantastic, but if all you can say about a film is that its action sequences were good, then the films failed. Also, some bits should never have been put to film. Ah well, at least it wasn’t as uncomfortable as “Notes on a Scandal”, I left that film a little more homophobic and Gerontophobic than when I entered. You could blame me, I blame the film. No way am I trusting old ladies, if one comes to talk to me, I’m getting the fuck away.

After “Spiderman 3” we went for an Indian, it was nice, I made a social faux-paus and split wine all over the table. How we laughed. It was fun, and typical.

Now I’ll leave you with a picture of Garth.

Update update update

The beautiful piece of tacky crap is mine, all mine, (I'm talking about the wonder woman wallet, for anyone slow on the mark today).

So this weeks transaction, you may have noticed I skipped a week, I could blame easter, or the fact that drawing people was difficult and took me a while, which it did, but really to go all emo on you, I wasn't feeling it/anything. I was having one of those weeks were I thought too much. Way too much, and when I think that's when everything turns to shit. I'm convinced (but this is probably due to my pessemistic nature) that if anyone worked out the meaning of life, it would be so depressing they'd top themselves right there and then. I'm not getting you down at all, am I?

But now I'm not thinking and just doing and everythings a-ok! Woop woop woop.

I ordered The Children's Hour, I'm convinced it will arrive today, but it's getting on in the day with no post yet... oh, this could sour the day. Even though I'm sure watching it would sour the day anyway.

Down the road I go, I am following my fishie. La la laaaa

Today was spent first with irrelevant internet usage, then some half arsed tidying as I washed some clothes. I spent the rest of my time till now (and a brief trip to spar) reading The Sandman, “The Kindly Ones”. It’s a pretty thick book for those who don’t know, and I fear reading so much over so many hours has affected my brain. As it does always, if I invest too much time in something, it becomes my life till my attention wanders elsewhere. This probably explains the running narration I’ve had since I put the book down. Every step I’ve recalled in third person narrative. I blame reading, and it is unsettling, especially since the narrative is clunky, sometimes inaudible and profoundly dull. Worrying times.

I’m hoping with my trip to spar for yet another biscuit quest that once I’ve made some tea and dunking some limited edition digestives into it; my mind will be settled, or, like most things, maybe I’ll have to sleep it off.

There will be only one update for transaction this week. I could blame comicgenesis, but I know deep down that is just an excuse. Though my next update will take some time, it will be a “Where’s Wally?” but a friends affair. Cheap? Perhaps. I’d like to think it a treat. Those who know will know and those who don’t may never know. I like that thought. This update (the one I’m working on now) has been postponed due to a belief that comicgenesis (the site I host off) is having troubles and I best wait it out, though I’ve not gone to check if it is backed up with thousands of sites in a queue to update yet. It will be updated when I’m ready, but I’m stuck on one line, and I can’t think how it is best to phrase it. I know in the end, I’ll be unsatisfied with it, but I think “I can always revamp, and touch up on the 20 year anniversary special edition”. Some may hate me for it, but I know there will be a few out there, who are thankful but are too concerned they’ll be met with shame if they were to confess this to their friends.

I like it when blogs have pictures, this one is of my goldfish's grave. Yes, I did make a tomb stone.