Up this morning with the milk man, luckily he didn't try to hit me with his van this morning. You think he'd learn to take it a bit slower around the corners. And I began the drive to Philly. Not too bad this morning, traffic was pretty much clear all the way into Center City. Work wasn't so bad... a bit long and a tad confusing, certification tomorrow should be interesting.

I've been working on these anime drawings of me and my friends. Mines been done and I've been editing it with various software. I finished Tim's around Thursday and I finished editing it late last night... very late. I finished my pencil sketch of Jess today at lunch. I'm gonna ink it on tuesday if he approves it. I tried to do Ang today as well, but she was really out of proportion and I can't think of a decent pose. I'm gonna try to post my pic on here after I publish this.

Went to the mall with the Circle tonight right after work. Ostensibly to draw linear perspectives of the halls, really though, we just goofed off. Charles the Violent was there as well, most likely spying on us for the Grand High Nelson (aka Batman, Homer, and Cookie Monster). It's hard to decide weather to be scared of or laugh at a person with such a variety of nicknames. Anyway we had an awesome time and Jasmine sent me this killer link for online bubble wrap popping game. I can pop 2.5 bubbles per second. I'm SOOOOO proud. Got more work tomorrow and so much other stuff to do. I prefer being bored to being busy.

Though for tonight I'm done everything mandatory and all that's left is funness. 

and no more brainspace left.

I love my math class, not the numbers, but the people. There is a kid, one row back and three seats over, who asks the best questions. But it is my math teacher who makes the class worth while. The man loves math. He loves math like I love a well cooked steak. He's passionate about it, the way I am about smaller things, like colors and sunsets. Radicals and polynomials excite him. He jumps around the room telling us about exponent rules and number theory like it's the greatest secret we'll ever hear. He explains formulas simply, but by the tone in his voice, you feel like you should say, "Wow!" when he's done.

No one ever does. We sit there with those blank looks on our faces, that comes from an over load of information. Some of us wear indulgent smiles, like we're watching a small child chase butterflies. Some people sit with their head on their arms, having given up trying to comprehend twenty minutes ago. And still he goes on, and it's almost impossible not to enjoy it. He makes you enjoy his class simply by loving it so much himself. And it shows in every word he speaks. He doesn't make you feel dumb for not understanding, he just goes back and shows this wonderous secret all over again.

I will never love math, most likely I will never even like math, but I admire my math teacher, for loving his subject so much. I admire that he can talk about it with all that passion and never feel down because we don't share it. And, that, that alone makes me love my math class. 

I love Post-It notes. Love them like I love hot showers and sleeping in on rainy days. Next to my computer sits a pile of rainbow colored Post-Its. And sometimes I'm wondering along the internet and I see somethign that needs to be posted. I write it down and stick it some where. I made a poster of my Post-It notes... only the good ones and I taped them all into a square... It reads:

"Look me in the stars, and tell me truly men of earth, if all the soul and body scars were not too much to pay for birth ~Robert Frost"

"My secrets keep. My sins remember."

"I know what I have to do now. I have to keep breathing, because tomorrow the sun will rise and who knows what the tide will bring."

"God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of his own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of the players (i.e. everybody), to being involved in an obscure and complex version of poker, in a pitch dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a dealer who won't tell you the rules and who smiles ALL the time."

"She was the girl I know that now, but I pushed her away... I'm forever changed because of you and what you've meant to me."

I'd just like to say, if wwe don't get out of this , that I'll have known, deep down inside, there was a spark of goodness in you... Here's to the next time. Just remember that I'll have known, that deep down inside, you were just enough of a bastard to be worth liking."

"Although my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light. I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night."

"'You speak Chinese?' 'No, but I know cop in every language'"

I'm rather fond of my poster and as it grows it's getting nicer and nicer. It is my hope that one day it takes up an entire wall.

I drew myself as anime. I look rather nice, but then it is anime. I've got the twin pistols and a lovely set of horns and a pointy tail.

Wasn't really a notable day. Psych test... cleaned my room... doing my laundry currently... meh... I'm done. Ciao. 

Todays Lyrics: Mustard Plug - Yesterday
Today I Feel: ESTATIC!!!

Not that the day was great or anything; Although, it wasn't bad either. The thing is... The Ladie brought me a present. It's one of those "Today I Feel" magnets. And it makes me estatic!!! WooT!!!

For the most part it was a rather blah day. English sucked, as always. Math was slightly more interesting. That kid in my class is such a crack up. But I saw Danna and Jasmine between class and tehy cheered me up. The were playing with a square ball that looks round. I saw them do it. And yesterday I wrote about King Jared... Danna has got the whole saga up, if your interested, which I doubt.

Listened to my new CD, Hopelessly Devoted To You Vol. 3, on the drive home. I like it. Brought all my CDs in and put all the songs on my computer. Then I went through and labeled EVERY single one...title... artist... album... genre. That took me awhile. I still don't have all my song files from my old computer. I brought my games to my room and thought about installing some to give my self a distraction, but I don't really need any more of those. I'm not quite ready to destroy the almost pristine condition of my computer.

Worked on my scrapbook a bit... fiddled with the wall paper I've been trying to make. I can't think of any more pictures to add and I'm trying to figure out how too add them to my current background. I've grown rather fond of it. Got a psych test tomorrow that I'll prolly study for in a bit, maybe read my mail and start the great transferance of files. I need to get Word for this thing. I mean WordPad isnt' bad, but it is... you know? Maybe you don't.

I geuss this qualifies as an entry, though I'm sure I didn't say everything I meant to. Have a Day... 

Just got back from class with the Grand High Nelson and the Circle. We were doing linear perspective today. So we were all out in the hallway drawing the walls. King Jared was coronated today with a parade of fruit and naked women and the Grand High Nelson said my drawing, "Wasn't so bad"

Do you emu? Jasmine animed us all during break. I don't look half bad. If I can manage it I'll try and get a picture up. My hair is killer and I'm getting a tail and horns. Karen is going to have a lion tail. Jenny gets wings. Danna has elf ears. Jasmine herself has cat ears. We all look quite lovely.

"That feels a little big" "Does it? Does it feel a little big?"

There was Vanilla Coke at break, but fear not my children for she chose the Coke Classic. I had the Vanilla Coke. >:-)

As for the rest of the day it hasn't happened yet so I won't try to tell you about it. I'm gonna go grab a book and make use of my bed though. If that gives you an indication. 

Training all day again today. It's a sad state of affairs when the sidewalks along 8th, Market and 9th begin to look like home and driving through center city ceases to be a chore. I'm even starting to not mind the traffic. Scary...

At lunch I sat at the window with my bag of Party Mix and drew my second atmostpheric perspective... Nelson would be sooo proud. It's actually not bad looking. I do have one more due before class at ten tomorrow, but it shouldn't be too bad.

Jess stopped by, watched Cradle to the Grave. Not bad... Radiation kills, but awesomely. I pulled a knife on him. That was amusing. I think he was frightened. We talked for a bit but he's gone now.

I drew a third picture for the Grand High Nelson and I screwed about with my blog. It was a nifty orange color for a few hours tonight. I changed it back to it's regular colors, if you didn't notice. It didn't look the way I wanted so I'm starting over. If you know HTML and have any ideas... feel free to comment.

It's Tim's Birthday. I figured I'd give that a mention. So now that it's mentioned I'd like to bid you all adieu. I'm gonna go whip up a fourth atmospheric perspective. And an English paper. Ciao...