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Well.. yeah... plus some TMI.. kinda [Jan. 24th, 2010|04:52 pm]
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Frankenputer is dead. We didn't know each other long and you proved to be every bit like your namesake, so farewell Frankenputer, hope where ever it is computers go after death will be good for you.

Eh, it's weird not having a computer. It's not like we didn't try to prolong Frankenputer's artificial existence, but at this point, replacing parts that "might" be broken isn't worth the cost anymore. Maybe if I stuck a lightning rod in it.... nah, don't have the knobs and switches and bubbly thingamajics. Or a medieval castle somewhere in the countryside with simple yet superstitious village folk herding their sheep and children in the valley for that matter.
So we part all too soon, dear Frankenputer. You were an interresting piece of machinery.
Next on the list; finding a new computer.

Like I said, it's bizarre not having a computer. Since I don't have a TV either, I'm pretty much stuck. I can listen to the bare essentials of the news on the radio, but brain has utterly refused to listen to it any more than that. They do on ocasion play songs from the 80s and 90s which is kinda fun and charming, but by god do those songs sound different. Which one changed, you think? Were they always as deep as a puddle and I just though they had hidden depths or has my ego swelled too much to appreciate them?
So it's pretty much just me, my books and the odd CD. Thing is that what with the shitty acoustics, the radio/CD-player can only be heard in the livingroom and even then some stuff just garbles so badly that I have to go stand in front of the radio to actually hear the melody. Linkin Park and Tool are out of the question. Porcupine Tree is only barely audible. Haven't dared to try Outkast.
Hell, I'll probably just end up on another Type O Negative binge since everything else comes out sounding like one armed chimps eating porrige while humping a kettle.
Doing illustration work or trying to market myself is pretty much out of the question before I can get a new computer, so I'm kinda stuck with stuff to amuse myself with. Draw diary, read, cook, enjoy the -17 degree weather, go to bed early and sleep soundly since there really is absolutely nothing else I can do. I guess this counts as a forced vacation. And forced bonding with dad and the GF. Have to keep on good terms to be able to borrow their computer for paying bills.
Funny thing though; I read a few new graphic novels (Never really had the chance to read American Splendor before.... I'm sure it's groundbreaking in its subject matter and story telling, but I don't think it's quite my cup of tea. There's mundane and there's mundane and I don't think this is my kind of mundane.) and caught up on the Sookie Stackhouse novels. Still can't quite figure the direction of those out, but they sure as hell beat the TV show. Bill the vampire shouting after Sookie is just hilariously indecent. I feel like giving him 50bucks every time he does it. :P
Also read the Preacher series again from beginning to end. Starting to run out of stuff to read soon.
Lack of computer leads to reading. It's a vicious cycle.

However, the lack of computer and ditching sugar from my diet has kinda sorta made my libido reappear. Which is just a bit disturbing. I did wonder if I'd actually get hard up for anyone or anything again, it'd been such a long time, but hey, there you go. It hadn't died or atrophied, it was just sufficiently coated with sugar. Good thing it still functions, I guess.. not such a good thing that A) I still feel like the least sexiest rodent on the face of this planet and B) I get funny tingling feelings when seeing certain young mens I work with.... *groan*
Eh... I guess the masochist side of me hadn't died either.

Yeah, so it's back to looking for bargains on computers for me. I'll be back in 2 to 30 days.
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Late recap (with added migraine) [Jan. 3rd, 2010|04:00 pm]
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Year 2009? Was pissed off at work, got laid off, was unemployed, slept a lot, got together with a lovely lad (though online only for now), started taking some pics again, set up shop, learned taking care of yourself doesn't mean the same as sleeping and eating chocolate, got a new job, met some lovely people, totally spazzed out on loads of things, had major computer issues, got a wee bit hooked on coffee again and experienced the return on migraines. Serves me right with the coffee really. One of these days I might have to completely give up caffeine.

2010 so far: sitting in front of the computer to live chat with the lovely bloke, while his friend has apparently taken over the computer and is looking over storm drain maps because they're going to go hide body parts, and the lovely bloke sits on the bed in the background munching on something. So I'm basically just watching a reality show of Two Guys On A Computer without sound. Men. Srsly.
Migrane.
Oh and we've established reasons for my computer getting so messed up all the time: it's part the Win7 being set up over a creaky XP (the XP was set up sing the busted up CD player that couldn't read half the files), part Dom having the shittiest virus protection of all time on his computer (it's sending me trojans as we speak) and still insisting on downloading pirated stuff online and hanging out at 4chan AND part the computer running kind of hot. So I fixed the running hot part by moving the computer to a different place. Seems to have helped a little. Though sitting anywhere near the table has become a challenge now.
New computer on the list this year.
Started the online comic on Tumblr. The comics are downloaded on Flickr, but I figured putting them on Tumblr would maybe possibly get some more views for them. Maybe. Different audience. It's worth a try, no?
This sort of thing:
30.12.2009 

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2010 is looking very interresting.
That's not sarcasm. It is looking very interresting. The hardest bits are pretty much done now and the really fascinating bits are coming up. Amma gonna keep doing the blogs (or start again) to have the consistency and get used to deadline work. Obviously I work better with structure since I'm not used to structuring myself.
Eh, sounds all so thrilling doesn it? What I'm really looking forward to is seeing people this year. For once, I'm sure I can manage going to places. It's been way too long since I had the chance to go abroad in any capacity. High time to fix that.

Oh yeah, here's some pics of how cold and dark it is over here (3pm in the afternoon):
Western sky 2

Snowflake still life

And the rainbow muffins I made for Christmas:
Rainbow muffins

I'm sure there was more, but frankly, my head's kinda killing me and I still need to return these DVDs, so whatever it is that I'm not remembering right now (which is probably more than plenty), I'll get to it once the head stops feeling like the Atlantic.

Eh.. the head.. yeah.. that might have been the thing I didn't want to think about. Bugger.
 

Edit about an hour later: It seems that fashion thinks the 80s are back. Lemme tell you, you better hope they're not. 80s weren't cool. In the 80s everyone looked like they were in their mid fourties. 80s made everyone look like they had a steroid abuse issues. 80s is the one decade of dressing everyone's ashamed of (with the possible exception of Madonna, but who knows what goes on in her head).
Do not repeat the mistakes of previous denegerations!
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My prediction for 2010 [Jan. 1st, 2010|06:24 am]
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Brb, working on something here. ^_^
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Return of the indescribable computer [Dec. 27th, 2009|10:31 pm]
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Computer troubles are back. Sort of. I give up. Well no, I'm not giving up, but I gotta say this is really getting to me. I was at dad's yesterday for dinner with the combined bunch of our neo family unit (dad, dad's gf, her son and the son's bride + meh) recounting the Troubles I've Had With The Computer. Unsurprisingly the GF's son, Stefan, has never had issues like that with his Win7 even though most things on his computer are pirated from one place or another. Pretty sure his Win7 is a "borrowed" version too.
And me with my stripped down to bare basics computer with absolutely no extra programming and absolutely all of it legal, have teh issues. Gah.
This time the entire computer seems to be running in XP mode.. or earlier than that. All windows seem strangely antiquated: blocky design with harsh gray and dark blue. No fizzy rounded buttons or green loading signs.
The screen flicks black all on its own, then back on again. FF keeps crashing so it's pretty much impossible to use at the moment. Antivirus  gives everything the All Clear.. but then again, it sometimes just turns itself off for no particular reason.
I.. bleh.. yeah..
It's wearing on me. I've pretty much lost all momentum for creating anything on the computer. It feels too unreliable right now to invest hours into working on something only to have the computer spazz out or infect the file or some such thing.

Can you tell I'm not very computer literate?

Think I'm going to go back to taking tyrosine for as long as the pills last. That might help. Worth a try, no? The computer issues are one thing, but worrying about income, bills, and not getting any sunlight just heaps stuff on you. I've been sleeping pretty much all of today. Can't really decide which of those things bummed me out the most.

On the plus side, the new vacuum cleaner is the most awesome thing to happen to me, evah. Tru faxx. I'm completely and utterly in love with having clean floors.
And my winter shoes are most wonderfull. And warm. And don't hurt my feet. Bliss. ^_^
New shoes!

Now just need to have something to put my stuff in order in, so the rest of the house would look clean as well. Like a filing cabinet. Or a bonfire. Which sorta reminds me, the social services told me that my appartment is unacceptable for a person living on their own. Right. A single bedroom apartment is just WAY too much room for one person. We wouldn't want people getting used to being comfortable, right? What they'd want is for me to move into a cheaper place. Hell, I'd love to move to a cheaper place! But the reality just is that cheaper apartments only exist in places that have no public transport (so what I'd save would go into owning and maintaining a car.. way to save the planet, guys!) or are about 26square meters in size. Social services<--------------------------------------> real life.
Got sidetracket. There was another good thing, my giant poinsettia looks like it might survive the holidays after all. It's not much, but it does actually make me really happy. :)
Tea and a tiny flower

And I got some pretty nice wintery pics of a sunset before the holidays started. Haven't loaded those on the computer though... for the aforementioned reasons... *grumps*
Maybe if I turn the computer on and off a few times? Shake it a little and drown it in a bucket?
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It's late and Christmas is over [Dec. 25th, 2009|01:40 am]
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Just a tiny bit tiddly anymore.. walking home kinda clears the head. And besides, I'm in the mood for some vintage CSI so I might watch that after this and fall asleep to the sound of OTT CG bodily functions.
I got an allergic reaction to the Christmas tree (some imported doomahickey with pestisides that were probably outlawed here in the 60s,  but are perfectly legal in Norway or Denmark or similar due to them being the only thing that works on Scandinavian Mega Tree Bityinsectoids) so I had to outsource the decorating to dad while I decorated the muffins. Turned out ridiculous, the muffins not the tree, but yum.
Got a brand new hoover as a gift, once again proving that I'm a wee bit crap as an offspring, not to mention as a friend since I've utterly let down most of my friends this year by not managing to keep in touch with them and then spazzing out on Xmas cards. Yeah.. they're all still on the kitchen table. I also realised there's at least three cards I can't send out because the people on the receiving end moved last year and I haven't managed to ask them the new forwarding address. Go me.
Told you I suck.
Then dad's GF got upset because we didn't watch some Finnish Christmas movie (apparently good, but I have a thing where I mostly hate Finnish movies, and we don't exactly agree on what movies actually have the holiday spirit. I like Scrooged and The Muppet Christmas Carol. She likes Polar Express. I think it's just freaking creepy beyond all reason.) and stopped talking to us. And then dad was upset and I hate seeing him upset because he just worries about everyone and goes to any lenghts to try and make people happy.
And honestly, I'd just want to see him happy and not having to worry about everyone else's wellbeing.
Mind you, by the time we'd all settled down after eating and presents, people were practically falling asleep where they stood. And the only things coming from the telly were home renovation shows, Ninja Warrior, a murderously depressing holiday concert with our own local celebs belting out manic depressive holiday tunes where everyone dies at the end, and B&W movies about people killing their relatives because of status and religion.
I'm told they're classics.
Still... faith murders and rape for Christmas? Eh.... yeah.

I should try something different for next Christmas. I'm told absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Though the bottom line is that I'm just not a very good person.

Honestly.. I don't know. I enjoyed most of the holiday with them. So I got a crazy rash from the tree. Who cares. It's a fun memory. First time I got a rash from decorating a tree.
I very nearly forgot all about Christmas anyway, since my internal clock seems to be permanently stuck somewhere last Summer. I still can't believe it's Winter! Or that the whole bleeding year is over. It's just not computing for whatever reason.
It's just that most evenings we spend together seem to end up with dad's GF getting upset about something and getting sort of wound up. And most of the time I feel like I've done something wrong. And I know dad's jokes are pretty lame (hey, they're dad-jokes, I think those are allowed to be lame), but I don't like it when she gives him that huff and The Look. As little as I like it when dad acts like he's a house servant. Not that he minds, I just don't like him assuming that he has to do everything and jumping when anyone says so.

Eh, probably rambling. Should get on with the CSI and then with photos and the drawings and the rest of everything. Just felt like a little tipsy vent. Cuz I like to take down people's cheer. Yeah. Holidays are all about the issues.

Really, I need to stop.
Hope everyone had an awesome holiday. And loads of liqour. And good movies. And no fights about the remote control.
Will be back with some actual art soon.
In the mean time, here's some family heirlooms I got from grandma for Christmas:

Spoons 2,5
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I did not know that [Dec. 19th, 2009|10:29 am]
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They're remaking Clash Of The Titans. Eh.. I'm not sure what to make of the trailer. There's glowing praise under it on the YT page, but really... compared to the original? I know you shouldn't compare and just let the work stand on it's own feet and be judged on it's own merits, but damn this looks twee. Are they making a computer game out of at the same time? It sure looks like it.



Edit to ad: the new Iron Man and the Yet Another Shrek Movie trailers are looking really interresting though. :)
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D'oh! and a week in movies, part 2 [Dec. 15th, 2009|06:37 pm]
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They finally updated all the grounding mats on the tables, all the equipment and organized the loose cables and wires snaking around the floors in our department. And I do mean all of it. Somehow this had to be done while were working even though the repair department comes to work around 9am, so they'd have at least a good 2 hours after our shift has ended to freely tool around the place. Lovely chaps, but jeesh. I'm also still trying to figure out why this was done now, on ALL the equipment, when they've had 6 months to get the equipment updated and the grounding sorted and half of the stuff they set up today is going to be torn down and carried into storage (or shipped to Malaysia) in about 6 days. Not that it's actually my problem. Just thought I'd mention it. Like.. that we could've used all that a wee bit sooner and if any of the products we've made and shipped out explode on human contact it's definitely not our fault. Right Hand, have you met Left Hand?

Remember that time way back when, when I said to myself while no one was around, that most times when a work contract has ended all too quickly it's turned out to be a blessing in disguise?

I handed in the First Official Graphics Gig Evah That Wasn't For A Friend Or A Family Member And I got Paid For on Monday. When I got home, the computer started reminding me that there were files waiting to be copied on CD.
I'm so hoping it's just the computer being a tard. Really. Isn't it enough that I am? I really would need the computer to be the frigidly logical one in this relationship. Both of us spazzing out at the same time will only end... something annoying and not enough sleep.
Still.. besides worrying about whether or not the client liked the job I did and that there really IS something on that CD, I'm just gonna worry a little extra about whether or not they liked the job I did. I kinda did... it turned out passable for something that was totally unprofessional on every level. Eh.. have to start somewhere, right?

And then on to spoiling perfectly good movies for everyone. Plz avert the ocular devices if you wish to enjoy things. Like anything.
That sounded so much funnier inside my head.
Wolverine: I watched the leaked version with unfinished special effects some months ago. Now I watched the official version. Oh how to put this... I hated it less when it was unfinished and you could imagine some of the special effects inside your head and how when something just seemed crap you could think it would definitely be fixed by the official release. And then it was officially released and you noticed that they didn't really fix the crap parts.
Note that it's probably maybe an ok movie if you happen to like the current type of X-Men comics and action movies. If you think both of those could be done infinitely better, then you're not going to like this movie. The CG is sort of plasticy (it's not horribly horrid, burn your eyes out of their sockets with a blunt spoon, horrid. Just sort of Phantom Menace horrid.), Wolvie's claws make a ridiculously loud KA-CHING sound whenever they come in the general vicinity of each other (with sparkles), the dialogue is pure telenovella ("His brain might heal, but his memories wont".. rly? Srsly?!), the logic is creaky at best, Gambit is still so greasy you wonder if he didn't just slip between the prison bars with his natural oils, the wire work makes you believe flight trajectories don't exist (and that's besides the fact that you apparently don't have to push with your feet to jump. Just trust in the power of your mighty flying pelvis) and the less said about the entire ending complete with "Deadpool" the better. You will hate him. You will hate him so very much. After seeing this you will wish Ryan Reynolds would play Deadpool in another movie that has absolutely nothing to do with this one.
And I'm not even a Deadpool fan.

City of Ember
: This is actually a pretty decent movie. I wish it would've been better though. There's loads of potential there and you can clearly see that for whatever reason the movie was hacked down to fit some kiddie-friendly hour and a half format. Items appear and almost immediately make sense in the next scene, though everyone was baffeled by them just 5 minutes ago. Giant insects and moles are gawked at but not explained. Character motivations are slightly conflicting if not downright silly sometimes. But it's still a better movie than The Half-Blood Prince. I suspect the book might be a good read.

Coraline: Tim Burton when he's being good and not predictable.
Can you imagine what would happen if Tim Burton and Neil Gaiman made a movie together? The universe would end. It would be just that awesome.
Or then it would all come crashing down in one big black goth flan.
The only critiscims I could make is that 1. the GC doesn't blend well. There's at least one scene that you wish they'd though through more and opted for something other than cheap New Age computery bling. And 2. if you know Neil Gaiman's work, you know it's going to be one big "it's not the end yet". There's endings on top of endings on top of endings on top of stupid CG on top of more blood and less cutesy wutesy nicey people eating!
Oh, and the Evil Witch keeps looking more and more like Teri Hatcher the more she devolves into her insect self. Oh you silly film makers... ^_^

Oh, and I smell like fish.
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WILL FOR FOER PENUTS! OR BNANANAS! [Dec. 12th, 2009|08:42 am]
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Right the good, the bad and the "eh, there's a silver lining here somewhere...":
We're all getting laid off before the 24th. So that would be the evening of the 22nd. Merry Christmas, have a cookie! And don't bother to come back after holidays. Or tomorrow. I have conflicting feelings about this. On one hand I'm getting very used to the fact that if you work on the production end of everything, you are as expendable - or more expendable - as any of the littel plastic knick knacks you use for creating all that high techy thingamastuff they sell for millions and millions... is just a fact. The more employers I go through the clearer it's made that your(my) input at work is worth exactly nill and void.
But then again, when I get a regular pay check from a work that requires no brain fucntions for 8,5 hours a day, I kinda lose track of any of my artistic goals.
But then again, I do need to pay my bills and can't get employed for other types of jobs since I don't have official degrees or (much)previous experience in them. Which is just a system that's all kinds of messed up and I really don't want to get started on that rant right now.. maybe later in the other blog. Because really, it's so fucked up that sometimes you wonder how anyone does anything in this country without being married to fabulously wealthy people....
Right, back on track.
But then again, it's good not to be employed in a factory since it's going to mess up my fragile physicque *cough*.
And by "fragile" I of course mean "already a little messed up from working in factories and please Sir, I really don't want to lose my hands or legs, please".
But then again, I do need to pay my bills.
But then again, the employer was a big fat liar and couldn't keep their heads together and make smart decisions even if their company's life depended on it. Just like all multinational companies.
But then again I do need to pay my bills.
But then again, haven't you always said (quietly inside your own head) that it you'd rather work on something where the amount of work you put in directly affects how much you get out of it as opposed to working on something where your effort makes little to no difference, you gain no knowledge or skills, you break your body and will absolutely not ever get anywhere you want to be in life.

Me, you have a point there.
But you do need a wee bit more income than 60dollars a month.

Rewind back a few months. When I was hired to the current place, I was told that it would be temporary and there would be work until at least the end of January. Or until the employer sees fit to call the deal off. So of course, since out of the 11 people in the team 2 are transfers from inside the company, from a different department, us rentals were all asking questions about January and beyond since last month. And first they told us that there'd be work in January. Sure, come on in on the first week. We still need to make a few thousand radiosondes. Then in December it turned into "Well, we'll probably have work until the end of the year"... and then it turned into "Nope, wont have work for you guys on the 23th, so don't bother coming in after the 22nd".
Which I'd sorta get if they were making some seasonal products that sometimes sold like hot cakes and sometimes not, but I do believe there's weather around the world pretty regularly. And since the sondes are disposable after one use (well, duh), you'd kinda think there'd be a steady market for them. You'd think. Though of course, mortals are not created for thinking.
The problem with the company was that in their infinite greed they transferred their production to a third world country where they could get more bang for their buck. An endless supply of unskilled workforce you don't have to pay and you can sorta physically discipline when they take a break from making your product. There's no joke there. Problem with this set up? Oh, there's plenty. First of all there's the unskilled part. Then there's the pay part. Yeah, you get exactly the sort of product you pay for. Add to that the fact that the sondes are 99% hard electronics and the third world country is hot and humid all year round. None of those things go well together. And the clients didn't like paying for crap that didn't work like it should. So the company had some returns and complaints about the production country and all that jazz.. Which made them set up some production back at Finland. So really, I have very little sympathy for their whole situation.

Oh yeah, and they interviewed me for another position in the same company last Monday. They were happy with my skill set and experience and the fact that I got along with the new team members already. I was supposed to get notified about that position on Wednesday. People from said other team were telling me that the position was mine. Only Wednesday came and went without a word. Then on Friday I was offhandedly told that they decided to transfer some other person to the position from inside the house. Right. Well, it's not like I expected you to actually inform me when you said you would.
Then our immediate boss tells us rentals that someone "might" "possibly" "maybe" come and interview us for an upcoming update project on another department. Maybe. Frankly, there's just too many words there indicating that this is yet another invisible carrot that's designed to keep us working steadily up until the due date. And that's besides the fact that 1. it's a "project" meaning employment for anywhere from 2 days to 2 years (though usually leaning more towards 2 days) and 2. it would start in February. Eh. Whatabout that 1,5 months in between? I'll just hang around by your door step, shall I? So you wont forget me. It's not like I have stuff to do or a life...
Yeah, not having much faith in this set up. Also, if I'm ever in a position to buy radiosondes, I'll be sure to look elsewhere, kthxbai.

On a brighter note: I got a small graphics gig. 20 euros max for some uncreative work, but it's an official giggy thing by someone other than a friend or a family member.
Also, I got an email from mum praising the shoes. She said the world lost a great choreographer in me. I think she meant graphic designer. But hey, it's a compliment (from mum?!), so I take it with all the backhandedness and all. ^_^
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Grumpy old fartings [Dec. 5th, 2009|02:54 pm]
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I rented some movies last night. It's been a while and when it's been a while you notice that all those movies you really wanted to seeat the cinema are now up for rent (yes, I RENT movies. I realise people may balk at my ridiculously old fashioned sensibilities, but I do believe in paying for someone's creation.. and yes, I do know that most of these films are made by multinational behemonts with wads of cash sticking out from every orifice including the toilet bowl, but if you believe in creative rights, then you do need to respect those no matter how filthy rich the person with the rights is. Dems the breaks), which means you want to rent everything and everything's shiny and interresting.
Up for viewing last night; The Half-Blood Prince and Futurama: The Beast With A Billion Backs.
I was tempted to rent Coraline... and after seeing these two, I think I might have to rent that one today.
Neither movie was terribly good. :(
So far I've been at least entertained by all Harry Potter movies. And if you haven't seen this one, I'm warning you, I'm probably totally going to spoil the entire movie right now.
It's not like the previous movies haven't been a wee bit scattered. There's a lot of book to cram into a few hours of celluloid (or so I'm told. I still haven't read any of the books and don't plan on it for a while to come), so I can see why some elements would seem superflous, but the previous films did a very good job of keeping up the suspence all the way, having interresting little details that didn't contribute much or at all, but were a delight to see. And the central storyline so far has been kept reigned in. There's the set up, some filling, some events that move the plot along and possibly (though mostly not) will feature somewhere in the story's future more prominently, some filling and a climax. And it's all been rather pretty to look at. So even for a non fan (person who wont read the books) it's all been very entertaining in different ways.

However, this one... eh.. yeah, now I'm going to spoil it and bring upon myself the wrath of Potter fandom.... this one is not good at all. I was merely slightly bored when watching it (I had to try and watch it three times since I kept falling asleep. Not usually a good sign) but the more I think about it, the more it bothers me that there were such a huge number of missed opportunities with the plot points and a huge amount of utter gibberish. I could kind of believe that it's because this is all a set up for the next book, it needs to be a giant piece of padding, but since the last book will be split into TWO movies, I think it's safe to assume that one of those will also be a giant piece of padding. There are so many elements that would've given terrific depth to it all, and none of it's used.
Though to be fair, this could all be different in the actual book, so don't hate me for hating the movie, since none of these feelings are directed at the original work.
Oh where to start.... the "bad guys" destroy a bridge in the "human" world for no particular reason other than because they're all nasty and stuff. Point of this? Who knows. They don't do suchmean things to us humans later on in the movie. They drag along a kid with a hood on.. for whatever reason. Again, not mentioned later on in the movie (though I suppose this is one of those things I might have slept through or that is mentioned in the book). The bad guys harrass the Weasleys (because they're that evul and have time to spare?) and Harry The Outofcharacterthicko chases after them out in the fields where nothing really happens except that the baddies surround the good guys, then fly off to torch the Weasley's house. Right. So the point of all this was.... to torch their house? Not to kill or maim your enemies, but to.. torch their house? Ok, so you effectively made them homeless which would be a good plot point if it wasn't immediately forgotten in the very next scene where Ron's not really bothered about anything except his hyperclingy bunnyboiler one-night-stand. Way to handle a huge issue, movie. Lack of home is never mentioned again.
A girl is "cursed" with an evil necklace that's meant for Dumbledore. Again.. because he likes to dress fancy? A poisoned piece of alcohol that's tried later on seems like a much more effective way to off someone, but I can't quite wrap my head around the necklace thing. What's the thought process behind trying to get Dumbledore cursed with an evil necklace. Obviously the characters know more about his passtime hobbies than I do. It also strikes me as a particularly ineffective way to kill someone since all that appears to happen is a very nice floating effect. Curses make you float. Is a fact.
Hermione is stalked by a handsome yet obnoxious twerp. This is somehow handled somewhere offscreen.
Ron for whatever reason develops a bad case of performance anxiety with playing quidditch. Harry pretends to give him a good luck potion that supposedly makes him play really awesomely, when in reality he didn't give Ron anything and it's was all just a ruse to get him to trust himself. And here we go with a missed opportunity again. In the movie Harry never tells Ron he didn't give him drugs (not really going to go any deeper with the hidden meanings and such), so as far as we know, Ron thinks his performance was all due to the potion. A good opportunity for exploring chemical addiction and self worth issues. But no. Ron brings home the medal and bangs the bunnyboiler and we're done. That's it. Nothing's mentioned of the game or anxiety or such things again. *sigh*

Then there's the book of potions previously owned by The Half-Blood Prince. There's some initial ruckus about trying to find out who this prince person was, but that's quickly forgotten too. Harry merely finds the book terribly helpfull with all it's precise and amended information on potions. Then when he gets into a fairly fiery confrontation with Draco Malfoy at a restroom (a confrontation where Draco starts throwing some nasty spells around), Harry manages to be just a fraction quicker and hit Draco.
And because of this it's decided that the potion book is evil and Harry needs to get rid of it.... wait, what? Wha.. how?! Harry hasn't been acting a particularly violent way, he hasn't had huge personality changes (beyond being just a slighty weaker and thicker version of himself), he hasn't gone on a random killing spree or been unreasonable.. and even if he had, it's be a rather huge leap in logic to assume that's all because of a book he uses for that one class. Recycled books make you evil! Is a fact too.
It's explained that if you kill someone you break your soul in two (if you kill two people, the soul is in three peices, three people = four pieces and so on and so forth), and you can hide a piece (or pieces) and effectively be immortal since a piece always remains in this world even after your body is detroyed. Cool. So does this apply to everyone? Do you need to do something special to make it work? It's probably not spoiling anything from anyone at this point to say Dumbledore gets killed at the end. Since Snape did it, does this mean his soul is in two now and he can be immortal if he hides the other part?
And at the risk of sounding like a cold hearted harpy, the whole death scene left me unmoved. And that's coming from someone who usually sobs uncontrollably at any old piece of cheese just as long as there's any implication that this event was significant. Snape offhandedly mentions that he's the Half-Blood Prince ("Oh. Well, cheers. I can still call you Snape, right?") and Hagrid's house is burned. Was hagrid inside? Is he dead? Why did they burn the house? Because they're evul and pyromania can't be cured with anything but death? Not mentioned. And that pretty much ends the movie.
I'm.. just... blah.
The special effects are nice. That's good, right? And I got a naughty dream or two about Daniel Radcliffe. Not sure how good that is. Made me feel a wee bit dirty.
It's just such a lackluster movie. It doesn't gain any momentum until the last third and even that's mostly a build up to the unspectacular death of Dumbledore. It's made clear that all the kids are all high on hormones and everyone's preoccupied with snogging as opposed to the looming End Of The World As We Know It. You (and by you, I mean I) get the feeling that the world is ending and bad and horrible and with murder and stuff.. but that's all someone else's business. We're all happy here in Hogwarts with all the hot totty running around. We'll wait out the Armageddon and try and repopulate the world while we're waiting. And bob's your uncle!

As for the Futurama movie... It wasn't horrible, but all the other Futurama movies have been better. Though getting ghonorrea from the heavenly supreme being did make me chuckle.
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(no subject) [Dec. 3rd, 2009|04:52 am]
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It's 4.25am. 4.25 in the bloody morning and I've been up tonight at least twice. I go to bed and have nightmares/dreams (yeah, not really sure about my perspective at this hour) about running around my old home town with just a shirt and panties, because I'm totally positive that the panties are are more than enough to pass for shorts.. that is until people start mentioning it that I have no pants on.
And that wasn't the bit that bothered me. I was actually quite happy about not having pants on.
Then I get cooping up in a cave with old school friends and my dad (?!), ducking a red and blue spider that keeps dropping on my face from the ceiling, swatting it with newspapers while trying to gather up all my shopping (???!) and put on my socks and pants (?? srsly, what the hell is it with being semi naked all the time?) and finally noticing after having killed the spider for a good dozen times that the cave is in fact filled with them.
Oh and then getting home and getting overwhelmed by the amount of freakishly coloured cows wandering on my farm in Farmville.

Really, really, REALLY shouldn't eat cheesy products before bed. Issa proven fact now. As much as I do like the goat cheese and tomato flavoured cooking cream.

Also, after losing inches from my waist and thighs and arms, my scale has decided I weight a quarter of a ton.
This might sound like I'm totally in Denial, but I'm thinking the scale might be broken.
Cant remember where I put the receipt, but the warranty might be up.

I'm supposedly trying to keep a schedule for drawing and exercise, but my lazy ass keeps plonking itself on the bed as soon as I'm done with dinner. Dear self, stop being a lazy bum! I mean, it's good and all to get enough sleep, even if the quality of the dreams is a bit suspect (I saw that same bloody ice cream parlour in it again! What is this, like the fourth time I've seen it?) but getting up sometime in the middle of the night to do drawing and posting isn't really.. eh.. healty?... Normal? Gah, I don't know a word thaty would make it sound less "average" to sleep at night and be all refreshed in the morning.
I'll have to think about that for a while.

And to the person who I'm supposedly friends with on Facebook, for reasons that escape me now; misogyny still isn't funny. But then again, you would think it is. How did you get that "Dislike" button on it again?

Oh, this weeks project so far has been the Creepy Elf. I was hoping I would've gotten the white version up today/yesterday, but apparently having cows on my imaginary Farmville was more important. So apologies if the red hurst anyone's eyes.

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Bok bok bok booooooook!! [Nov. 26th, 2009|10:38 pm]
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Singing chicken. Genius. Oh hell, it's the Muppets. There's nothing about this that isn't genius.
Though with the HD.. it does look like Animal might be getting on in the years a bit. I suppose that's something you're going to be seeing a lot with HD, though.



So I have an infected mucus sack. It sounds so much more.. uhm.. fancy(?) than it really is. What it is is me being an old rickety lady and having hip issues. Like I needed to feel more like a swamp hag than I already did. For whatever reason (possibly due to work having ridiculous broken chairs that dump you on the ground and slide away if you so much as turn your head fast) my left leg feels and acts like it's two inches longer than the right one, hurts like hell when I try to put on shoes and makes me walk like a duck. Or a rickety old lady. Though if those are my choices, I'd almost go for the duck option. But since I work sitting down, I'm apparently perfectly alright to work throughout the healing process.
Bottom half of your body; not something doctors are familiar with.
Oh well, it only hurts when I'm sitting down.. or walking.. or trying to get out of bed.... *sigh*
Apparently there's mucus sacks around your joints that are there to cushion them. Kinda like air bags, only with mucus. Hurrah. And the one(s) around my left thigh bone - hip joint is infected. Meaning a course of really weird looking high intensity pain meds for a week. Fortunately I don't have to use muscle relaxants since the sack is not a muscle and those pills would do absolutely nothing except knock me out cold. So that's good, right?

Sorry about being cranky. Us old ladies are like that sometimes. :)

I've been doing some staggeringly expensive gift tags for the shop. I don't suppose many people get their gift tags online, but in case someone does, I thought I'd make them look as high end as possible. Smartz, that's meh.
Ouchy.

Oh ha ha, it's a play on words!
Crap, I'm annoying myself again.
Why isn't there a smiley for "In pain"?
Good things? Social security people came through for me and I can even get a haircut this week! No more looking like the Crypt Keeper with my blond roots! Well, not for few weeks anyway. :)

Is all poshy, no?
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Best review of New Moon evah [Nov. 22nd, 2009|05:55 pm]
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Spoony, I <3 you.


It's also worth it to go to The Spoony Experiment website to read his additional notes on Bella. XD
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Doodle sketch [Nov. 21st, 2009|09:16 am]
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I have a few angry rants (mostly about how this motherf*#!ing internet is full of motherf*#!ing viruses) but since I haven't poseted anything even close to art in a while, I though I'd put this Sunday Doodle sketch (you know.. for The Other MySPace Profile? No? Yeah.. I know it's been a year since I updated that one) on here along with the video that goes with it.

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....aaaaand the vid:


See? Is funny because like.. um.. cats are scary. Ha ha ha. Ha. Laugh you fools!

*sigh*

I might as well do a little bitter rant here: I'm for now unable to read anyone else's LJ entries, since there's a pesky trojan attached to my friends page, selling fake antivirus software. It's an improved version of the one that just resized your window and prevented you from visiting a site in peace. This one resizes the window, prevents you from reading the site AND prevent me from closing the window lest I download the bloody useless money grabbing pest program on my computer. So nothing really works on it beyond booting the computer and staying away from the site/page that has this attached. I can tell you that booting the computer several times a day is sort of annoying.
So that's kind of me apologizing if I'm missing stuff from other people's lives. LJ has been notified since my own caché clearings didn't help, but when they'll look into it is anyone's guess. And it might just go away on it's own too.

Right, going to need a morning cuppa, methinks. :)
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Aaaaaand.. then what happened? [Nov. 16th, 2009|09:59 pm]
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Well, my new Franken-puter got a virus that proceeded to chomp to bits my hard drive and made sure there was no way on god's green earth that it could be formated. We got a new one after a few days searching (though I really can't complain that Sunday's trek would've been a complete bust, with or without a HD; I got to spend some quality time with dad and the GF sitting in a cafe with a delishus coffee-chocolate drink and look at all the Christmas decorations at the mall. Believe me that's a very rare treat.). And after dad hunted down a new HD at his favourite geek shop (they sell actual inner bits of computers as opposed to the bits us computer illiterates recognise, like mousepads and speakers), and we tried unsuccesfully installing the old XP to a freshly opened clean HD, it turned out that the CD-player was fucked. Well, you would be if you'd been dropped face down from the back of a car. It's amazing that it hadn't broken down years ago.

Sidenote: the Franken-puter is built up from bits and bobs by dad, with his very own hands, from the motherboard up. The only thing missing from it to make it the ultimate geek appliance is a pimped up case. If dad was a full on nerd, the computer would probably be built into a sofa or a Star Wars figurine.

Good thing we hadn't thrown out the old computer yet, so we could salvage a perfectly functioning CD-player from that one.
I actually got a wee bit nostalgic that the Franken-puter now has a piece of my old compy in it too.

Should I be worried that it makes me kinda mushy? O.o

Eh, anyhoo... the computer is now (after 6 hours of taking things apart and putting them back together again) at an elementary stage, nothing else on it but virus protection and FF.
So yeah, that's kinda my excuse for missing two whole weeks of updating anything much in the store. Oh wait, I did manage to get the dark apparel versions of Uncle Vlad stuff up. Go me. Yes, that's sarcasm.
Ok, so I'm kinda happy how those few things came out:


On the bright side, I got a lot of time with dad and the GF, some passing connection to the human world at the mall, a fresh HD and a clean toilet. I might not be house proud enough to keep it pristine when it's just for me, but I do make sure that it'll shine like the morning sun when there are computery installing people visiting it. :)

So yeah... Hello, World. How have you been? :)
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Not entirely unexpected computery ekploshun [Nov. 5th, 2009|07:14 pm]
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The computer finally fried. And you can imagine the sort of fit I got into too. A few good cries later, dad instructed me over the phone as to how to recover most everything of worth in the safe mode. Almost nothing lost. That is until it got to the point of setting up the new(ish) computer - dad's old Frankenstein machine of different coloured bits and bobs that hum like the drunken Devil when they're on; it appears that my flawless filing system of putting everything in neat piles on top of each other and then forgetting I already had a pile for whatever sort of thing and starting a new pile for it somewhere else, didn't quite work. Somehow managed to lose track of scanner set up CD, pocket cam set up CD, latest AVG and probably a host of other CDs that are not immediately missed. I did find an outdated Norman Antivirus set up though.
Yes, Norman, not Norton.

Because the people who create cheap anti virus programs for Microsoft wouldn't want to be accused of plagiarism....

Anyhoo.... most set ups can fortunately be dug up from online. So my unorganized ass might be safe this time. As far as the computer goes, my biggest hurdle is now trying to find absolutely anything in Windows 7 in Finnish. Not only is the OS in Finnish, both IE and FF are too (though once I've located things like "My Computer", FF might get reinstalled). It's sort of sad and a lot ridiculous that as computer illiterate as I am, I could still navigate to some extent on the English XP. On the Finnish 7.. I can't even begin to fathom what most of these words might symbolise. Yes, symbolise. If you're looking for accurate translations, you're just on this side of Babel Fish for luck.

Also slightly worried of the amount of work waiting for me now that I missed a week. Gah.
And we got snow. Like, by the buckets.

Eh, I love my recycled Frankenmonster machine. It's too short and extra wide, just like me and makes way too much noise. We're SO meant to be together! ^_^
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Muppets = win [Oct. 30th, 2009|12:23 am]
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Like anyone needed further proof that anything related to Muppets or Sesame Street is full of win and awesome.



All updates on all sites ridiculously late. Strike that, all updates on all sites PLUS all communication to friends has suffered a sort of a breakdown. No excuses. Trying to get everything up to speed by Sunday. Wish me luck. :)
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Slightly exhausted [Oct. 26th, 2009|05:23 pm]
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It's not really that I've worked so hard, more like not having slept enough. The Halloween designs are coming along very very veeeery slowly. I'm just not as fast with the drawing tablet as I'd like to think. Bah! So it took the better part of last night to finish up the two most obvious holiday designs (there's two more, but those can be applied to general witchyness so I prioritized them to later. As in today. After I'm done labelling all the other stuff.... and possibly eaten something.. and walked around a bit so the circulation doesn't completely cut off from my legs.
And after all those night hours I put into the designs.. I'm not entirely happy with them.

Figures.

Anyhoooo, it possibly wasn't the smartest idea in the world to keep on drawing during the night when I knew I had a job interview in the morning. Not enough sleep = gas. The place would be close though, so that's always a plus. But it's 8 hours of sitting, so that's not such a good thing.
My ass is going to be the size of north pole by the end of the year.

Oh, and I hear back from mum with some additional info on the assitant job. Brace yourselves. Instead of living with mum and the new hubby and being awkward about depending on them and uncomfortable about living with mum, I'd be living somewhere far off in the coutryside, in a "modest" little village. Those are her words. Minus the quotation marks. On my own far away from anything, not speaking the language, surrounded by people who don't speak mine. Or any common one. Apparently the employer would foot the bill for the flights (oh gee, here I was thinking that that was pretty much a given.. since I have no money for any sort of tickets, little less flights to Mexico!), and arrange for modest accomodation (I'd hate to even think what that might mean in local terms remembering what mum's first place there was like and that no "modest" was used to describe that), but on the plus side there's a "shower" (I kid you not, she did use quotations with that) and loads of tortillas sold locally, so I'd have something to eat.. what with my intolerances and all.
I'm being urged to take the job because of the near vicinity of fame it would put me in. Yeah... I would get to paint the top parts of a town hall.. but thinking about it, it's not my work and go forward two mayors and the walls will be covered with something else.

Ok, possibly not, these people do appreciate art, but I think I'm allowed to be a bit cynical here.

Sounds like a sweet deal, hu? Ammarite or ammarite?



Yeah, I'm not going. Not for all the tortillas in the world.

On the plus side, I did make a slightly inappropriate baby shirt today.. pumpkins smoking, extorting candy and threatening people with a knife. And he will cut a bitch up. Kinda glad now I left out the tommy gun I originally had in there:

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So here's the deal [Oct. 24th, 2009|01:12 am]
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I got a pretty awesome job offer. Working as an assistant to an established artist who suffers from acrophobia to paint those hard to reach places he's unable to go to because of said you know..  ze fear of heights. This would be a particular gig specific job that would last at least until this particular project (the walls of some government building... and the ceiling? I forget the details now) would be done. I'd be working with another assistant who has an actual degree in the painting stuff, so they might be kind enough to show me just how they want things done. Cuz ye know, never really studied oil painting,  just splattered some stuff on canvas on my own, so I really have no clue as to how you're "supposed to" do it.

But there's a catch. Of course there is. All faustian deals have catches.
The job's in Mexico. Meaning I'd get it through my mum. Well, her hubby, really. Meaning living close to her and having to have close contact with her just because of the language and cultural issues if nothing else. Oh yeah, and there's the language thing. Like spanish and stuff. Which I don't speak beyond asking for a bill and saying thanks and yes. I could see myself getting into serious legal trouble shouting out those in public places.
It also means trying to pack up and sell everything I own on a really tight schedule, moving 9 more hours away from Dom (the time difference would then be 16 hours all in all, or 8 hours depeding on how you want to count it.. when it's Saturday 8am there, it's Friday 4pm in Mexico) and throwing the schedule for seeing Dom in real life completely up in the air. At least up until I've gotten settled in Mexico.
And of course I'd have to renew all my computer hardware stuff  within a month. With no money.
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Art wank [Oct. 23rd, 2009|02:26 pm]
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What's the point of art that has no content, doesn't invoke thought or feeling, doesn't make you laugh or cry, doesn't convey a point of view, but exists solely to show just how well the artists can copy a photograph in their chosen medium? A complete faximile of a photo up to a point where you can't tell the difference between the two? Good for you, but what exactly was the reason for recreating an existing image exactly the same way right down to the last blemish?

When you are given the tools and the talent to show something (everything) that normally can't be seen with the naked eye, why limit yourself.

K, done with blowing off steam. :)
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O.o [Oct. 22nd, 2009|07:05 pm]
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Watching a crime show and an entire scene was completely stolen by a fabulous door. A door. Srsly. You know the series is lacking in content if a bloody door upstages everyone and everything in it (but boy was that door fabulous... are all doors in L.A. navy crime scenes that fabulous?).
Also if someone could explain to me how The Big Bang Theory is funny, I'd appreciate it. Or the appeal in True Blood. I completely lost interrest after the first episode in this new season. Just... can't... take... the.... clichés..... for... 55... minutes... at... a.... time..... Captain.

Or maybe I'm just going nuts and all of this is in my head. Not having a job can't be good for you in long term. Much like listening to some people's opinions, it makes you quietly resentful.


Day #somehugenumber of Slapping My Forehead Repeatedly For Having Dated Some People. How the stupid oozing out of them seems to escape some perfectly intelligent and lovely women, is completely beyond me.
Then again, there are confessed eco geeks who don't recognice zuccinis or the fact there's a reason why moldy walls are not acceptable. So really, anything's possible.
And I really shouldn't be complaining here when there's so much work to do.

Or should I make some dinner first? Decisions, decisions....
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