|Second drawing of the J-Rock singer GACKT.|
Because it's what I do best.
Haven't updated my journal in ages. I figure with my membership running out, might as well at least take one more stab at it while my journal is all decorated and nice. So here it goes.
My brother is joining the Coast Guard. This Sunday is Mother's Day, and it will be the same day that he's leaving. He will be in New Jersey for two months at Boot Camp, and then he may or may not come back to California after that. He might get shipped right out after Boot. I'm very happy for my brother. I'm glad he's doing something that he wants to do with his life. At the same time, I am so close to my brother. Being able to talk to him and be around him is something I've always loved since the day he was born. It just a bit sad to see him go off and knowing that I won't have much communication with him. No more midnight showings or going to comic book shops with him. At least the memories will always be great. And I know he'll come back eventually. But damn, really? It had to be two months and then the possibility of shipping out right after that? I guess I am going to have to write a lot of letters. Nice, long, novel-sized ones.
Starbucks is having that half off frappuccino thing going on right now. I forget when it ends, but man has my work been taking advantage of that. It's "happy hour" from 3:00 till 5:00 every day at Starbucks and you can get a frappuccino for pretty cheap. So we always send one of our co-workers out to get them for whoever wants one. The other day, we sent Armand out to get them, he came back, and then one of the doctors that had been out running some errands came back with her arms full of them to share! We were all pretty stunned. I guess it's party time at Banfield Pet Hospital while it lasts.
The hot weather is coming back. Man, I hate hot weather. Anything in the 80's and above just drives me nuts. I like the 70's and below. I do enjoy wearing sweatshirts and having a lot of blankets on my bed. It's so fun. And there's no rain predicted either. Gosh darn it. That's always the best.
I have been reading Scott Snyder's comic American Vampire. What a great story that is! I love it! If anyone wants a really great comicbook to read (and one that doesn't make vampires out to be romantic lovey-dovey types), I am recommending it. I just recently, thanks to my brother, been able to read volumes 5 and 6. The end of 5, I got a little heartbroken. But nothing compared to volume 6 and having that one short story about the couple. It was a great story, and I loved the characters even for being in just a short story. That ending got to me. I really, really recommend it. Give it a try if you can.
My dreams took a break from being strange for a while, but recently they've come back. They're both nightmares and just overall bizarre. Last night's dream was like being in my own little Wonderland. Some of it was so strange it's almost difficult for me to explain it, but one part in particular stuck out.
I was with two other people (I didn't know either of them) and we were on these large black iron ladders that seemed to reach up to the sky. In our hands we held puzzle pieces that depicted a scene, and it was our job to place the puzzle together and create the world within it and bring it to life. The puzzle pieces, as we placed them together, got bigger and bigger, and slowly began to fill up the empty space around us. It was some sort of scene with the Statue of Liberty in it, but it wasn't Ellis Island or in New York. Instead, it was more of an industrial type setting perched above a gray sea with huge iron constructed bridges that spanned across large gaps connecting blackened factory buildings, and brick apartment buildings that reached towards the sky. The more we placed the puzzle pieces together, the more we could feel the cool sea breeze pick up in our hair and the more we could hear the cries of the gulls that swooped between the iron beams of the bridges.
It got to the point where the puzzle was almost complete and our world was almost built. With the last few pieces, nighttime began to fall and the lights came on in the windows of the apartment buildings (even though there didn't seem to be anyone living in them and curtains were all drawn) and along the tops of the bridges. That's also when we got attacked by these sea creatures that came up from the murky waters below our ladders. They began attacking my friends and me, trying to drag us below water to drown us and smash our puzzle apart to keep the world from coming to life. So I chose to throw myself down at them and attack them while my two friends tried to complete the rest of the puzzle as fast as they could.
Maybe it doesn't sound as strange written out, but it certainly was crazy to me. But as always, being the dreamer and being the one told about the dream are two very different experiences. It just makes me wish that I could pull these dreams out of my head and make little movies out of them, even if it was just for my own collection to remember them by for as long as I lived.
Mother's Day is this weekend. Hope everyone's treating their mother's nicely. And now that I've watched Beer and Board Games, I really would like to play Cards Against Humanity and Curses.
I am a major BioShock, Team ICO, and Marvel fan. I collect figures and my sports team is the San Jose Sharks. Yes, I am a hockey fan. There will be no bashing my boys on my page please! This is Sharks Territory here. I hope that they will win a Stanley Cup Championship sometime during my life here on earth.
Current Residence: Duslin
Favourite genre of music: J-Rock/Pop, New Age, Electronic/Dance, Rock, video game music
Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams
Favourite style of art: Impressionism, Art Deco, Anime
Operating System: Apple
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Shell of choice: Shell? You mean the spell white mages cast in Final Fantasy?
Wallpaper of choice: Currently Hetalia
Skin of choice: My own, thanks
Favourite cartoon character: Homer Simpson, any Marvel character, Batman, Harley Quinn, Mr. Freeze, Terry Mcginnis
Personal Quote: "What if now it is not my skill that fails me...but my imagination." - Dr. Steinman