Just a test to see if the pipes are clean...
2/22/2003 10:51:18 PM
And I'm talking to the whole GBM crew plus a few people...and they're all at Jerome's house...FUCKED OUT OF THEIR GOURDS. Well, some of them are anyways. Its pretty hilarious.=)
And...I just got off the phone with them, and I wish I was there. Sounds like good times.=) Now I know why people love those drunken posts. Drunk people are funny!
On another note, I came home late from the lab to a message from my moms. She was just concerned that it was too cold, and that I'd be cold at night, so she wants me to call her back and let me know if she should drive up and deliver more blankets. How sweet is that?=)
I just got my Illusion of Life book tonight, and made my way through to about page 35. I have so much reading to do, not only with that book, but a play I bought the other day for acting class called Blue Surge, and two other books that I have yet to read...AND I need to finish the last third of High Fidelity! It seems pretty hardcore, my eyes are about to bug out.
My animation is going "eh.." at the moment. I'll be dissatisfied, and then I'll add something that "sings", and it makes that section of it alrite, but then I get into that dissatisfaction mode again. We'll see how it goes tomorrow. Its near 4am, and I need to get some sleep, for class starts with or without me tomorrow. Nite.
2/22/2003 04:09:30 AM
Thursday, February 20, 2003
*smack forehead in disgust* Why does it always seem like a good idea to post while intoxicated? It never is. Just like it always seems like a good idea to take pictures of yourself and others while intoxicated. There's no way it'll turn out good. *sigh* The only thing stopping me from completely deleting the previous post is for archiving purposes, just to remember the day.
I've got to say, soju is a sneaky drink. The guys wanted to have a bottle or two, and soon after that, I was the one egging them on, saying "c'mon, lets get one more..." I knew it'd happen, thats why I didn't want to go in the first place. And going back to the lab after that? *shakes head* I now know animating intoxicated is a bad idea. I mostly walked around talking to people, and catching myself speaking too loud, and over compensating by speaking really softly. Well, today's another day, and if you can't point back to more than several occassions you've made an ass of yourself, then you haven't lived yet=)
I was pretty bummed to get a message from my bro when I woke up. He called about the mp3 player he got me for Christmas, which I just got a week or two ago. It hasn't been working for me, and he called up to see how things were going with that. But the real reason I think he called was to let me know how things were going with his new potential girl(that he was pretty bonkers over btw). Unfortunately, "they didn't pan out." It really bums me out to hear that. He says that now that things are out in the open, its a bit "wierd" and she's trying to keep it on the friends level. I'll give him a call later on in the week to see how he's doing.=T
Well, I'm finishing up breakfast. I've got to get to school soon, lots of things to do, not to mention acting class. More later, have a good day, weather here is beautiful.
2/20/2003 12:49:45 PM
Aww fuck, my whole post up till now has been deleted. Fucking fuck fuck. I'm buzzin'. And fuck all them for doing it to me. I'm at the lab, and getting wierd looks from everyone, because fucking D and S and D made me drink 5 bottles of soju between us. Fucking bastards. I had a fucking brilliant post before this, but you guys will never know about it because its gone. Fucking A.
I didn't even want to drink, but those bastards made me. A korean place near Japan town. Then, when I got back to the lab, I was dishing out animation tips to L, and I'm sure he was like "what the fuck is going on?" As a matter of fact, I'm sure most of these fuckers are thinking "what the fuck is wrong with him?" Soju. I heard it tasted like gasoline, but its actually fine. I could take a bottle and a half for that shit. We orignially went to get a job application at a Thai place for D, but they only wanted chicks. But dude, the bartender and the waitress were hot. Hot damn. fuck me, I'm drunk. I'm fucking free from guilt when I read this shit later.
Alrite, I'm gonna get back to work. Animating while I'm drunk. I always wanted to do that. See if my shit would turn out better than when I was sober. Cool, more posting when I get home.
2/20/2003 12:28:48 AM
Tuesday, February 18, 2003
It was a nice day away from the lab today. And no guilt, because the lab was closed for president's day anyway. Instead, I caught up on some "sleeping in". Woke up at a ripe hour of 1:30pm, and lay in bed for a good half an hour before I got up. I didn't even bother answering the phone, just lay there, warm under the covers with the sunlight beaming through the blinds. It was a really nice day that makes you want to get up and get things done. All at a leisurely pace of course. *
*on a tangent, when I was out with my brother and his "possible new girl that he just so happens to be going bonkers over", the fact that we were from S. Cali came up. Her response was "really? I never would have thought." "Why not?" "I don't know..." "Well, we've got the whole laid back thing going on.." "*laugh* Yeah, thats for sure!" Now that I typed it, I don't know what it means, but there it is anyhow.=) Back to my day...dodolododolododolooo...*a la Wayne's World yo*
I got up and did my laundry and got breakfast ready. I chatted with the 'mates, whom I haven't seen all week. We just talked about the new landlord, and complaints that we've already gotten.
Originally, the plan was to have dinner with friends at A's restaurant (where he bartends), but that unfortunately fell through. I tell ya, its damn hard to mobilize upwards of 10 people to do any damn thing, let alone count on them all not to flake. Today, it wasn't so much that everyone flaked, but that getting everything arranged fell squarely on 2 of us. And that got tiring after awhile. So there's some dissappointed people, some irked people, and some flakey, cheap people. So it is.
Instead, I did some long overdue grocery shopping. I tell ya, I haven't been cooking at all lately. My routine when I get home latenight is to steam some rice and defrost one of the frozen, single serving sized packets of food my good ol' ma brought up for me 2 weeks earlier. She's so good to me.=) And no one makes vietnamese stewed fish better than she does. Its unbelievably good, even after the better part of 2 weeks eating it. So that all means that I haven't actually been cooking much at all. This recent trip to Safeway wasn't really an end to that either, because I just bought cereal, milk, some frozen pasta filled thingies, sauce, and some other veggie type deals. I love to cook, but I just don't see myself having the time in the near future. Its a shame, sure, but I know I'll always have the passion for it. I look forward to the day when things settle down a bit, and I can aford a place with a faboo kitchen, and ingrediants to make some awsome stuff. I'd have dinner parties and cook for friends...yeah, its a beautiful thought.
You know what really surprised me about the Safeway I go to? Everyone is so chummy. I was greeted at least twice while I was in there, not counting smiles, and as the cashier handed me my receipt:
"Mr Lastname, you've saved blah blah with your club card...Lastname? Are you vietnamese?" "Sure am." "Oh, thats great. Have you been to the place on 33rd? Its a really great place. Clean too, bathrooms and everything. Really clean." "Is this a restaurant?" "Yeah. Its a great place. A little expensive though, like fried rice will cost you 9 dollars, but the taste is something else."
So yeah, that caught me off guard a bit, but it was nice. It had that neighborhood supermaket vibe. Even moreso than the local chinese supermarket I used to go to. People were fucking mean there.
I'm not sure, but I think some guy was eyeing me there. Hmm...
So its been chill, and productive. Not a bad combo. I really hope tomorrow is as nice as it was today. The sun does wonders to one's general mood.
2/18/2003 03:55:20 AM
Monday, February 17, 2003
just got back from out drinking and celebrating W's bday with friends. Nelz and Matt stopped by for a bit. We went to Kate O'briens and tried to get W to basically...well, yack. Its a guy thing I think, because the girls there were very sympathetic to his plight. They didn't understand that thats what guys do when they get together for a birthday. Unfortunately it didn't happen, and he sandbagged his way out of it. But there are plenty of pictures of him looking messed up.
We went to Osha afterwards for some eats. Its one of the happenin' joints that is open latenight, and as usual, it was crowded.
After the meal and some chatting, W2 and I made our way back to Market St where I could catch my bus home. On the way, we just talked shop among other things.
And here I am. One of my goals within the next week is to get all these pictures up on some online photo album, as well as those long overdue pictures of my visit back to SD. I'll be sending a link out when that gets done.
As for those CDs I'm shipping home with Nelz, they've been handed off and are going to make their way down to LA tomorrow. Jerome, get in touch with her for retrieval.
I'm going to bed, g'nite.
2/17/2003 04:23:21 AM
Sunday, February 16, 2003
Know any happy, uplifting tunes? School me...
2/16/2003 02:50:11 AM
So I just placed my whopping 48 dollar order for The Illusion of Life. For those who aren't hip to the animation thing, this is pretty much the bible to any serious student of animation(because everyone continues to learn). The original print of the book is regarded as a holy relic. Recently revised for a second edition, its now available for that new generation of animators and enthusiast.
This is where you're asking yourself, "if all that you say is true, why in sam hell don't you have it already?" And I wouldn't be able to give you a satisfying answer. Maybe it was part of me believing that it was more of the same. More principles, more technique, more procedure. All of that, besides the (what I thought at the time) hefty price tag. I couldn't have been more wrong. In fact, the book is more of an inspiration than anything. The principles and techniques inside are great, but its really the ideas and less tangible things the book talks about that really interests me now. The way it describes animation as a worthy and an honorable artform.
So why now, and why not before? Well, partly because I had a pretty deep discussion with M today about animation, and how most of today's stuff doesn't have that certain "magic", "chemistry" or whatever you want to call it, that a few choice movies from Disney's early era had. We began talking about this book, and Frank and Ollie, and other great animators, and how their work had that indescribable *enter magic, poofy, esoteric word here*. Before today, I'd been so caught up in the asthetics of it all. The mechanics of animation, the physics. But this talk today, along with things I'm learning in my acting class are beginning to change my way of thinking. Some talk about that golden age as if it were unattainable today. Thats not true, and you won't get anywhere thinking like that. Instead, its something to aspire to. A goal...to bring that *mpew* back to animation today.(end tangent) This all got me thinking about this book. And all the reason why I need it. Which told my conscience that I needed it. Which told my fingers to order it. And now, the deed is done.
Another reason why I got this book is for some kind of inspiration. I'm in need of it right now. I think every artist runs into that wall (most likely more than once) where he/she wonders "why am I doing this? Is it making a difference? Is it honorable, important? Worthy of devoting time and effort to?" This combined with the questions that arise when one is about to graduate. The "why am I doing this" question applied to life in general. Is this what I want to do with this chapter in my life? How do I know its my calling? These are the questions I've been wrasslin' with the past few weeks. Maybe thats why I don't seem myself. Things I want to be, short commings I see in myself. All this stuff built up, and here I am. So a little clarity and inspiration for 50 bones is good enough for me.
2/16/2003 02:44:52 AM
