YAY FREDDIE DAY

TOMORROW IS NANOWRIMO, AND TODAY IS HALLOWEEN. AND THIS IS MY FACE.
Yeah, wish I could be freddie every day. It's pretty awesome.

And David Bowie's up to his old tricks again. I think by the time he actually goes on tour, he'll be a figure of legend. Regarded as a myth. He's releasing four new songs, and there's a new music video. OH YEAH.
He's still got the weird in him, hasn't burnt out. And hasn't gotten too weird in a bad way like Yoko Ono XD

IS IT AN ASTEROID OR A METEOR SHOWER???

Well, I have outlines up to chapter 30, and I'll call it good- I want to see the character development when I write it. DAY AFTER TOMORROW IS NANOWRIMO! =D
OH AND I'VE GOT A KITTEN =D IT MAKES CHUBBER LOOK EVEN MORE BULKY

PICTURE OF SEXY. I'm sure he's quite proud of that outfit. 

YEAH- I GOT CHAPTERS.

My fat friend is on a cushion. The world just got beautiful
again.
YEAH.
it's my bestie.
NANOWRIMO IN TWO DAYS.
OH YEAH. OUTLINE TIME.

Take a long ride on my motor bike, 'till I'm ready- Ready Freddie- Crazy little thing called love

I've gotten 1825 words today- But not of Starman. It was for school, and the first half was grueling XD I like it now though, wrote most of it today, a bit before. Short story, done. Probably should of put more detail in the middle, but it's only a first draft. Most of it was procrastination XD But there you go- And I already studied my spanish. SHAZAM. Now I get to pet a fat cat.

YEAH PLOT OUTLINES

So, I've gotten 8 chapter outlines now, feeling pretty good. Easier than I thought it would be, that's for sure- And the plot is probably 10x better than it would of been! I don't know why I haven't done this sooner. I think I have enough for at least a week, more or less. And vegan chicken cup of noodle is really weird. Not salty. I'm thinking of just getting rid of some excessive characters- Never referenced to Greene until he died XD FAILURE. I'll make him sound extra human though, in his chapter of life and death. And I still have my original protagonist, antagonist and sidekick as when I first imagined a story like this! Donatello, Darrell and Clinton. Not in that order, though.
I still havn't had Darrell explain her name. And Donatello was supposed to say something too, but I don't even know what that was. He's not going to reveal the secret of his neck until way further. THE SECRET OF THE NECK XD Not sure what he did to get past the physicals as a Martian. Lots of stage makeup, made his neck fatter XD I wonder if he'd start to go numb in his neck area, though. Sadly there are no humanoid martians with large feathery plumage to ask in my area. Chapter 19: Donatello feels awful and guilty. I hope I remember tomorrow that that's not the whole summary for the chapter XD Well, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE, AND I AM 5300 DAYS OLD IN MARTIAN DAYS!!! =D (That would be about 8 martian years)

PSHYEAH

I have a something. I forgot why I started that sentence, so I had then ended it. So tired. I took out my contacts before doing this, SO IT'S HARD TO READ. Have to put my face against it.
That was odd.
Well, goodnight, and eat your broccoli.

READY FREDDIE

I was Freddie today, and it was FANTASTIC.

Looked way better in person XD Didn't get anywhere near my word count today, but I wasn't really trying. Will do more over the weekend- AND I'M HUNGRY XD
AND I AM NOW 5457 DAYS OLD

THE LETTER OF THE WORD

Well, today I didn't do much... And have nothing to say XD That's how it goes...
I FORGOT TO POST THIS AN HOUR AGO XD

Let's got to their wedding and throw MASHED POTATOES at them

I'm trying to get faster at writing again. I can write fast, just not in a story. It's hard XD maybe I need more action, then I could edit it. YESH INDEED. Then I need to add blog. I'll just put some on here.

“That wasn’t so bad. Admit it. I did a pretty fine job.” With folded arms I gave Darrel a smug look, as she stared at a display screen. She turned around nodding.

“Not half bad. Now you’ve just got to do a fine job in replacing the air filters.”

“Me again? I thought I just did it.”

“And it needs to be done again, you’re pretty good at it.”

“Dosn’t mean I like it.” I pushed off the handle, looking on the display screen. “Which ones?”

“Filter five, six, nine, fifteen and twenty.” She read, the reflection of the map sitting on the surface of her glasses.

“Ah. Looks like Hari’s in one of those rooms. Got some company then.”

“He’s been doing better now, hasn’t he- since Himura…”

“Yeah, yeah he has been. Doing better than what I would- and I’m guessing you’ve got something better to do than to help me out?”

“Got some work to do. Going to have to bear it without me.”

“That’s a shame.” I opened the next door. “I’ll be leaving, then.” I waved with two fingers, then pulled myself through. There wern’t any windows in this room, which was a releif. It was kidn of like being in the middle of a long boat ride, and all you can see is the sea and a grey sky. Sure, it was the cosmos, but it was the same view every day except for the Earth slowly shrinking, just to remind you that you wern’t going back.

I wasn’t going back. Was I? I could be a professional at going between the two plannets, like no one should at all. Defying logic, though I wasn’t entirely sure I’d make it through this flight. I did miss home. That’s where I was from, and I had people there. Lots of people- years worth of people. Haddn’t seen them for twelve Earth years, though I was technically in my late thirties, not early twenties. I looked the part, didn’t I? After the thinking and wandering, I mindlessly opened the next door. Hari was still in there, messing with the hook that was teathering him to the machine.

“Taylor- replacing the air filter?”

“Yeah, I’m playing maitnence man today.”

“Good, I was starting to almost smell those filters. Would of replaced them myself, but I’m pretty busy at the moment.” Hari jestured to his current situation: a computer with various graphs on it. It looked a bit grueling, but to him it must of been satisfying.

“Well, I’ll just be replacing these filters in here. Don’t blame me if we get a bunch of dust in here.”

“Wouldn’t do that. Those filters can be unpredictable. I tried replacing them once- Ended up with a face full of the debris, eyes all red… Didn’t let me do it again after that!” He chuckled, as the room filled with the sound of his keystrokes. “Ahh… I was getting a bit lonely in here. I’ve been in here for about… Oh,  four hours now, no fun talking to myself.”

“Well, that’s why I’m here, living entertainment.” Who ever had replaced the cap to the filter before me had screwed it on tight, causing me to have to strain to make it budge.

IT'S KIND OF COLD IN HERE.

I have been getting to sleep to late XD THAT'S ALL THE BLOG FOR ME.
BUT I HAD AN ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC DREAM LAST NIGHT!
Okay, so there were these five astronauts in this GIGANTIC spaceship all decorated quite luxuriously, all going somewhere quite far off. They wandered around in the spaceship- Seeing tons of people that certainly wern't there before. They found out that they nearly died but were saved by a larger ship from the future that collects intelligent organisms from various times and places to preserve them. All kinds of people were there- And if you went away from a person, next time you saw them it might of been from a different time. One might go backwards, or forwards two hundred years. Quite fantastic. Then they found out that one of them was actually the same person as one of the people already there, and it hinted that two others that were really old were the same, but future generations of the same person. THAT IS ALL, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE, AND YEAH. GOOD DAY.

SHOE TIME =D

SON OF A REBELLIOUS WOMAN XD Best insult I've heard all day.

OH YEAH. AWKWARD HALF FACE AND SHOE TIME. I'm starting, painting it white to layer on top of. They're gonna look quite fantastic. The red white and blue could possibly be misconstrued as patriotism (though I guess it could be a bit patriotic to the U.K.), but with the arrows and mod symbols, I think it'll still look quite nice.
I'll be trying NaNoWriMo seriously, and for real. It will be scary and fun AT THE SAME TIME. 

I ate some spinach today =D

So, I cleaned up my desk today, AND HAVE A LOT MORE ROOM. Enough to set all my paints on it, my shoes, and this laptop and still have room. I also got rid of my 3 year old jellybeans.
CARE FOR A JELLYBABY?
Yeah, so there you go. HIGHLIGHT OF MY DAY XD And I watched some more stevie riks videos. Those are always good XD ENOUGH ABOUT MY DAY, HOW ABOUT YOURS?

There are words on this blog that I've never put, I realise. Things I've never said, that I probably would of a long time ago in a heartbeat, but people read it.

Well, today I took my PSAT test, really wasn't worth all the hype- I'm pretty good when it comes to test taking. Then I smeared some burnt umber-like paint on a canvas-like paper.
I miss my cat friend, and I think it's in the back of the closet again.

I don't know.
I have it now.
And there it goes, but I'm sure I'll be seeing the lingering melancholia of the waking hours soon. I don't know, actually.
I don't know, I can be rude when I'm excited.
And the world really gets bigger when you see it, gets smaller the more you try to wrap your ignorant mind around it, to be honest.
I get stomach aches when talking to some people, then nearly fall over because of it.
You really beat yourself up about things you really like, and it dosn't make sence.
I don't like some songs, and some can just bring up images.
Good ones, so good that you want to shut yourself in a dark room.
There are two words I'd like to put here, but I'd probably end up vomiting up my intestines. Why do simple sounds and strings of phonetics implicate tragedy and difficulty, yet we hope they can free- anything?
I'm really no different from you, if you take away the words. There would be nothing here- We'd both write none of it.
Someday, I'd like to be somewhere, do something. That's how it goes.
Maybe I don't know what kind of house I'd want, and what kind of car to drive my future offspring and the future male parent of said offspring around in. Except, well, guess he'd have to be driving. I'd have to work the kitchen- I'd go to colledge of coarse, but only to meet him- He'd be a football player, and I'd fall deeply inlove with him and get married at age 18, and have seven kids. That would be my life, then I'd die of cancer or something, and everybody would of loved me- My future heteronormative friends who also had multiple children and were cheerleaders back in the day.

Well, maybe I'll grow sideburns some day, become this fantastic avant-garde artist/persona, write a novel, and discover what dark matter is. First, I'd have to figure out what dark matter is, but I could just do that tommorrow. And maybe I'd have a spouse and a couple of cats.
I wouldn't mind having grey hair, as long as I wasn't too close minded.
I would be a freak weirdo. And I would have loved everyone.

YEAH I have stuff.

I have the PSAT tomorrow, and it'll be kind of a drag XD But I'll do it.
And some day I can go to colledge and acheive my goal of being Spongebob when I grow up. Yeah, I don't know. 

I have a fat bucket in my arms

Yeah. This is my chubber friend. She put her hands up on the desk herself XD Needed a picture. Cuddly kitty.
I'm sketching on things that need painting today. Did so on shoes, then moved on to acrylic canvas paper. And I am hungry. And I had a dream where Tilda Swinton traveled with the Doctor- only way to make that better is add David Bowie or Freddie Mercury in the mix XD
It was quite lovely.
If they do make the 13th doctor female, or any doctor, they better pick an actor like Tilda Swinton. Well, maybe I'm biased XD
It would be quite nice, though. I can dream XD In fact I already have. It would be too fantastic for television, anyways. 

I THOUGHT I DELETED SOMETHING BUT I DIDN'T.

Yeah, I had an interesting dream last night, but I forgot it yet again.
I didn't do too much today, and that's about it XD
And I'm fairly tired.
YAY I want pie.

Well I'm not the world's most masculine man, but I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man, and so is Lola

Well, today I worked on stuff and things. I realised that I'd need something smooth instead of foil for my polymer clay's removable core- and I split the clay open and I got flashbacks to the rat I disected in biology last year. Not plesant XD The foil gave it a skin texture on the inside and the clay is skin tone... EW. At least I don't have any wet wipes to replicate the smell XD
Now it looks like I have slabs of skin on my desk.
"Yeah, just pass me the cup on the coffee table, darling."
"With a bit of honey?"
"Undoubtably." Florence leaned back in the recliner. "Can you take a few notes for me- I've got something to go to later, I'm sure."
"And you don't remember?"
"Of coarse I don't, I've got about half a brain here."
"How am I supposed to know what it is, then?"
"You're a cleaver lass, you'll think of something." Florence put her pipe to her lips. 

ARM AND A HEAD

Yeah. That's an arm. Kind of. You see, I'm going on with my plan- I'm sculpting. I'll sculpt it all. The head is very rough, looks better in person yet still very rough. I think I'll make a few of them. I have all the cores except for the forearms and the balljoints, It'll be quite interesting. Then I can cast it in hundreds of dollars resin. YEAH.

I just played blackbird, and I think I took up about an hour of my sleep XD Well, THAT IS ALL. 

I killed my first character in starman today. That's always empowering XD

It might be just too good to put on here. Yeah, you'll have TO BUY IT. Or not. I don't know XD

And I only wrote it in 682 words. I've got to get in shape- I'm going to need to write twice-maybe three times- that much a day! Probably took me an hour, maybe even less. Well, I've got to get to sleep. I attempted to start on a doctor bjd head- he's looking more like the silence XD He really needs a nose.

And now John Himura's dead. Just the first casualty of this war staring- the plot is just starting to get thick, my friend.

And their all trapped, sitting in a tin can, far above the world...

Planet Earth is blue, and there's nothing I can do...

OR SHOULD I SAY PLANET ULENII? XD

Araii can be so much cooler, though. They're my people, that's why.

THE RETURN OF THE THIN WHITE DUKE, THROWING DARTS IN LOVERS EYES...

My cat is being a chub, and the silicone I want costs $150 for 20 pounds. YEAH. Well, considdering I have nothing but a sketch on a 12 by 9 piece of paper, I won't be doing much casting for a while XD I was going to do the doctor- then I got this idea that I could cast multiple bodies, and just make different heads- doing whoever I wanted. That could be nice- The difference between polymer clay and resin is astonishing- Same thing, different materials. Though it costs quite a bit more XD
I think it's worth it, for the time being spent, though.
My cat is so happy. And fat. 

Y

SO, I just upgraded to mountain lion. It is INTERESTING.... Also had to update gimp- it HAS CHANGED ETHNICITY. I kind of like it- more like photoshop. Makes me feel important, special. YUS. The pale grey was kind of boring, now it's DARK.
I FEEL LIKE BEING RORY WILLIAMS TODAY. I DON'T KNOW WHY- Just seems like being a plastic roman would be fun. I'm tired. I had a dream last night. It was a nice dream. There was this comedian guy, and this other guy who gave him the jokes. Then I got transported back to the 60s, the early 60s, and was in a dark parking lot in front of a grocery store and met a teacher who taught first grade. She asked me all kinds of questions, but I was prepared- For some reason, I had to take off my hat and tie and turn it into a skirt. I don't know why. It was a good disguise for some reason. I met some cool people after that. Then it went to when I was living in a small house made from cardboard, and two food packets were delivered to me. It was supposedly before I was a vegetarian- one was duck, and the other was monkey. Someone encouraged me to try the monkey and I promptly vomited. It was kind of very disgusting. BUT ANYWAYS, I think I'll make a 1/4 scale figure, somehow. At least the head, then I can figure out the rest. 

I WANNA BE SPONGEBOB WHEN I GROW UP.

ME GUSTA COMER LE FRUTA. Yeah, I don't know. TUBBY CATS TUBBY TUBBY CATS.
dON'T EAT ALL THE
Okay, I finished EVERYTHING. I SHOULD BE ENTITLED TO AN EASY GOOD POST, BUT NO. THAT'S ALL, PEACE AND LOVE, THERE YOU GO XD

HAPPYFAT.

My computer is now being slowed because I finished my project, and it is now saving. This is why you need more RAM, children. 8 GB to be specific, in two Macbook modules. Along with a Dalek plush toy, itunes gift cards, a Queen T-shirt (prefferably with them on it, I'd like Freddie's mustache (or mullet) and Brian's hair to be visible) and a wireless card for my tablet. WINK WINK, NUDGE NUDGE XD
A scottish fold cat would be nice as a friend for Chubber, too.
And suspenders. Suspenders are cool. And a paisley shirt, BUT THIS IS OFF TOPIC.
BASK IN IT'S GLORY. IT'S RUSHED, SKETCHY, CRAPPISH GLORY.

That one panel with the guy walking up the hill is fantastic though. I almost want to submit that to something. And the layout isn't too bad, either. Basically everything without the lines and the coloring. The background is nice XD And the cow is deformed beyond all else. 

I AIN'T THAT INSANELY WEALTHY.

Well, today I was waiting for something, but I forgot what it was... OH WELL. I'm playing the over acheiver yet again, making a full quality comic for a school assignment. In two days. I'M SPECIAL XD I might just have to do basics for the last few panels.
This is what I have SO FAR (Plus about half that in blank panels)

Two are finished. The pretty ones. YEAH. The rest have sketches, linearts, or backrounds. Or othing, but none of those are on here. It's the 11th chapter of The Odyssey. Sumarized in a comic. And, after I'm done with this, starting on the tenth I will be doing a mini NaNoWriMo, to prepare for the real thing. I'll attempt to write 25000 words until the end of the month- And I've also got a new story brewing in the back of my head, would make a perfect novella for november's novel. YESH INDEED. MM'DAYYYOH!
ROGAH? ROGAH DAHLING! 

HOLY MOTHER OF DAVROS

This is blasphemy.
Eyebrows, though excelent on the likes of George Harrison and Keith Moon, should not be existent on the face of Matt Smith. Not even photoshopped on, like this.
He looks WEIRD. And not as distinguished. Either have the eyebrows or the chin- Sure, I want both thick eyebrows and a nice thick chin, but that is beside the point. I don't have to look at myself as the eleventh doctor. He's already 5'11, I'm nearly at 5'3". I could do with a thick chin and thick eyebrows. And sideburns, but again, besides the point.

Anyways, I'm considdering making the eyebrowless doctor into a 18" figure. Oh man, time to run away in fear- invasion of the 1/4 scale Doctor. And a 1/4 scale dalek, which should be insanely easier. This time, with the knowledge that Donatello (who, unfortunatly, is still stuck wearing paper patterns) has given me, I can make a time efficient time lord. It will be beutiful. I went through the bjds, and had to force myself to stop. I will not be spending dosens of dollars on this XD With my current supplies, all I have to do is buy the hair, and probably some stronger wire. I will not do an open mouth this time, either. I'll make my own eyes, half wire armature, this time with some reinforcements. Oh yeah.
And since his chest won't be partially exposed like the lovely Donatello, he will be INSANELY EASIER to figure out how to move his head. That means his head gets to be attatched to his neck =D And the Dalek- That will be fun. Posable Dalek, too. That should be easy XD Just need some convincing metalic paint. Well, that is all, need to sleep off this cold. GOOD DAY.

When you think you've got it bad, think of the dozens of spiders that have died due to being swallowed by you in your sleep, or the millions of maggots you've unknowingly eaten, or all those dust mites living a meaningless existence wandering around your body right now.

Well, today I fell ill. Well, I got up, then I fell, but I was ill for the entire time. Lots of doctor who and vitamin c. And a headache.
AND KITTIES! =D
I don't want to go to sleep XD

GUESS WHAT?

Do you eat your bacon friends?

Because I think it just ate you.

FRIEDAYS

Well, I made paneer, but for some reason, it got melty. I don't know how it happened- but it's like mozzerella. But it's still excellent.
And my chubby cat friend is licking her arm.
Not much else has happened. But that's alright XD

YEAH.

Well, last night I had a dream where there were these large nations, and a queen took over all but one. The ruler of that one, a peaceful guy who really didn't care, decided he would restore the other nations. He got a machine that would shoot out bombs and used it to suck them up. LOGIC. And places were restored. Except I woke up before the magic vampire butterflies stopped dancing, so I didn't get to see the rest of it. And a suggestion- Put spinach on top of your macaroni and cheese, so you have to eat the spinach to get to the macaroni and cheese.
I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY want to read The Fifth Beatle. Except it comes out in 47 days. I HAVE WAITED LONG ENOUGH. And I'm 5435 days old, TIME HAS PASSED. It tends to do so when you don't count it.

My fingers hurt. That's a bad sign XD

Tomorrow is october third. Tres de Octubre. I get to learn some Chemistry (Which is awesome, I got to see sulfur in plasma state last time, IT WAS PURPLE =D) Language arts (I usually get hungry by then) and then SPAINISH. I will never forget the spanish word for January again, Enero. I forgot it on my test. I knew it was short, ended with an o, and thought it started with a J, and the only thing that came to mind was Jello. So I wrote that down. I also said that snowing was twenty. Yeah, I'm studying next time XD At least I got all the capitals down EXCELENTLY, if I got one of those wrong I promise you, I will attempt to eat a sock. Not my hat though, it is far to wonderful. And nothing that was once a sentient being, unlike the 90-95 percent of you out there. 

AND YAY PAINTING.

This computer has no words to say. No things to type, and i just hear it's hollow sounds as I pour forth those things it lacks. Why? Because I am human, I do things for no logical reason. It gives me a drive to bear with such logic, because logic does not give assistance, care, or any happiness to others. Logic is cold, and hard, yet the world insists to dwell upon it. Why? We forget this question, because we are slowly fed to it every day. Or the other way around. I don't like logic, it's the gravity that pulls me down. But gravity can also do great things. So, that's how the world works. 

I said it in my dream, I say it now- I am human. No labels except that, can't really deny it. Though I can deny things easilly, like any other, things that are the truest in the world. The things that we forget with birth, and have to work our way towards for death. We don't always realise this, falling for this gravitational "logic". In fact, it's hard, cold, throws you down and makes you want to cry. I'd rather the love found in the opposite of logic. It doesn't make sense. I don't make sence. I'm a real weirdo, actually.