Eh, I didn't win NaNoWriMo this year.
NaNoWriMo is an annual event where people all over the globe try to write 50,000 words in the thirty days of November.
Sadly, I got only a bit over half of that. 30,000 words, about. It's my first year, though, so I guess it was to be expected. But I am a little disappointed with myself!
Oh well, I'll just finish the book and be done. Then I'll just wait for next year, maybe someone else will join me ;D .

My NaNo profile is here:


Add me as a buddy if you're interested! I'd love to share creative ideas. (Not mine really, but I'd love to hear yours, heh.)

This is cute...

If you haven't seen it and you care:



I've had odd nightmares about this commercial.
Not that I'm scared of the little deviant guys...it's more so the cross-eyed sheep people.
That and world of warcraft.
Really...it's weird.

Well...it took me nearly five times to figure out that this was a scion commercial. Really, the car and the SCION.COM just flew over my head the first four times.
But anyway, after making this discovery, I decided, "Hey, why not?" and I headed off to the Scion website.
I was a little dissapointed to find that the site is not as "little deviant" oriented as i had hoped. But either way....eh...
Nevermind.

So as I perused through the....*interestingly* skinned cars I noticed a window on the side of the page.
It was music player filled with folders of mixed cds people had apparently sent in for some...contest? I'm not sure.
So I decided to listen to the Intro song of each.

I had a nice little suprise to hear one chant "BUFFALO....NEW YORK!"
Haha.
I looked into it a little and found out that the cd was made by someone named DJ Cutler in a (I quote) "Buffalo-based group called Pseudo Slang."
:D
Who would've known?!


I'm not sure if changes my view on the Yaris commercial at all though.
GO YARIS!!

So what if I make imaginary people, eh?
They're just like real people, (or better, in my case.)
So I would like to introduce you to Gary! Gary is a lazy bum...he'd be a genius if he actually cared to be, but instead, Gary sleeps.
Here's a profile I worked on for him:

Name: Gary
Age: ???
Weight: 52kg
Height: 165cm
Climate: Alpine
BloodType: AB
Hair: Manatee
Skin: Pale
Eyes: Onyx
Food: Seaweed
Color: Gray
Hobby: Spacing out
Friend: Matthew
Enemy: None
Likes: Meditation
Dislikes: Activity
Birth: 11 / 3
Electronic: Cd player
Fingerprint: Loop
Drink: Iced tea
Shirt: Pajama
Pants: Pajama
Logo: Gray bubbles

And here's his picture:



Well, if Gary had an abnormally sized head, that's what he would look like.

'Kay then, that was another piece of random junk from me today.
Have a great summer!

Okay, okay.
This picture was drawn in BLUE pen before it was scanned in grayscale. I've put it in photoshop and I'm weighing whether I should go through the trouble of coloring it or leave it as is.

But to explain, this is the same character in my avatar or "profile picture" though on a more serious note.

He's just a tad evil.

Well, well. I've had lots of fun on elouai.com.
I made a nice little pixelated doll of my mum.

(imk2, below)



Aww. Isn't she a cutie?

Hey, everyone!
I've recently decided that I needed my own, hand-drawn user pic.
Of course, I love drawing avatars because they're small and quick to color.
But as I was coloring...I wondered,
"What color scheme is this meant to be?"
I quickly decided to make several so I could change them, depending on my mood.
GENIUS!

I dedicate these pics to the first season ending theme for FullMetal Alchemist!
This style of coloring was directly insipired from that.












Hm.
While I'm on the subject...
Anybody else watch Family Guy?
American Dad?
Futurama?

I have a problem about drawing.
I can't really draw unless I feel...inspired. Inspired meaning, I have to either be in either a really good mood or a really bad one.
If I try drawing while in an in-between mood,
I get really frustrated because my pictures look horrible.

Luckily, I've gotten into a weird mood.
Don't know what that is,
but you'll understand once I finish this picture.
It's a picture I've wanted to draw for a long time, since maybe...
a year ago?
Well, that's okay! It at least gives me hope for all the other projects I've abandoned.

Meh.
I needed to post something.

Yes, I am alive.
And, in case you didn't know, my name is Faben and I am ink2's daughter.
I'm sure you've heard a lot about me (if not, check out imk2's journal) because she sure has brought me up quite a few times. I've just finished scouring all of her entries...and all I have to say is...

Wow, my mother writes like a sixth grader.

Like, really? Does she talks to all of her adult friends like that?
I'm honestly asking!

Truthfully, I think the infinite wisdom of adulthood is quite a disappointment.
Maybe it's just the fact that most adults (usually the younger ones) seem to think they are superior to children. The same goes for children themselves. It's like...grade-school rivalry!

I don't think that adults have forgotten what it is like to be a kid, so I'm not sure what's causing it.
( I mean, really, I've made one of my teachers cry and another one of my teachers humiliated in front of our principal...twice...each.)

I am not only using my mother as an example to create a stereotypical assumption.
Many times, when I was very young, I sat and listened to adult conversations. Things like religion, how the earth was created, etcetera... I always listened in on them, and I thought that they were so amazing and smart.
But now, I understand "the big words" and I really know what adults talk about...
Somehow, it reminds me of "Flower's for Algernon."
Do you know that book? It's about a retarded man who undergoes an operation that ups his intelligence.
Once he is able to understand the world around him, he realizes just how disappointing everyone is.
They're not as smart as they were when he was stupid.

But I'm sitting here, listening...
listening to all the things that spew from my mom's mouth when she is not directly speaking to me.

I don't even talk about half the things my mother talks about.
I mean...who cares about hair styles?! Who cares about who's dating who?! Who cares about worthless celebrities?! Who cares about that certain person who can't stand to be around but you hang out with anyway?!
Didn't you ever leave high school???

Yeah,
maybe I'm just a little kid talking out of my butt.


ps. This entry does not apply to all adults.
pps. I've just realized everyone on this site is an adult.
ppps. Oh no...