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A Couple Vignettes

Well, it's finally here. The temperature has begun to drop, the snow has begun to fall, and a thin layer of frost is beginning to spread across the surface of the earth like cold mayonnaise on cold bread. The chill has finally arrived in Ohio, and it's set upon me in its usual manner. For some reason, everything seems to be moving slower. Even I'm moving slower.

School went better than I'd hoped. Even though my writing skills are thoroughly mediocre, I managed to squeak out my usual "two-A's-and-a-B" for the quarter. This makes my starting GPA at Wright State a 3.6, which is certainly nothing to sneer at.

Speaking of which, I have my winter schedule finalized as well; a delightful mixture of history, philosophy, and statistics. Oddly enough, this would be my first collegiate history class. Being a fan of the historical studies, this promises to be a real hoot.

Yet, in spite of how well things seem to be going, I can't escape this feeling of dread. For some horrid reason, I keep feeling as though a monumental disaster is waiting just around the corner. Is it just my pessimistic nature to feel this way, or do I have some uncanny knack for foreboding premonition?

Something tells me that this isn't the right way to feel. Something tells me that I need to find a better answer, perhaps a better way of thinking.

Oh, well. I guess I don't really know.

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I usually don't have time to respond to everything in my DeviantArt message box, but, to all of those who look at my work and fave it or add me to their Watch list, I thank you wholeheartedly for appreciating my work.

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A Toast to New Beginnings!

Just after my 22nd birthday, I finally bit the bullet and applied to Wright State University as a transfer student. After weeks of torturous waiting, a fat letter arrived in my mailbox, complete with several pamphlets including the declaration that I'd been accepted!

Let me tell you that I'm more than ready to leave Sinclair in the dust like a fossil of old. Sure, it provided me with some general collegiate knowledge, but it also fostered within me a deep-seated hatred of the graphic design world and a creative block so frustratingly unbreakable that it could crack a diamond in half.

Then again, this new life may just be more of the same frustration. Oh, well. Such is life.

A Few Other Highlights of Summer 2009

• Finally catching up on my sleep (and, yet, I'm still tired).
• Discovering the unbridled joy that is Gurren Lagann.
• Purchasing lots of music at amazing discount prices.
• Rediscovering myself as the artist I want to be (which was great, except for that part where it totally didn't happen).
• Had a period where I couldn't stop thinking about bongo drums (they'd probably be very therapeutic in spite of my lack of musical aptitude).
• Everything else that I can't really remember off the top of my head.

Well, I guess that's it. Unless something amazing and memorable happens in the next week, the Summer of 2009 will probably just go down in history as another humdrum chapter in the drab mystery novel that is life.

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I usually don't have time to respond to everything in my DeviantArt message box, but, to all of those who look at my work and fave it or add me to their Watch list, I thank you wholeheartedly for appreciating my work.

TFJ out.

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Why Not

I figured that previous journal entry was getting outdated, so I figured I should post a short update. I'll keep it brief, a mere summary.

• Feeling okay, but still not entirely safe from anxiety and sadness. Such is life.
• Still searching for some kind of meaning for my meaningless existence. Looking for something at least slightly related with having a satisfying job.
• Trying not to be such a downer, but it can be difficult sometimes.
• Drawing a little more, so maybe more updates! Check out the one I posted tonight.
• Going to apply to Wright State and realize what I want out of my life.
• Birthday's in a couple days, so I'm fairly excited about that.

That's it, I guess.

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I usually don't have time to respond to everything in my DeviantArt message box, but, to all of those who look at my work and fave it or add me to their Watch list, I thank you wholeheartedly for appreciating my work.

TFJ out.

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The It

I happen to be extremely busy right now. Many projects and demands. Not enough time to complete them. Also seem to be coming down with a summer cold and am losing my voice. Headache as well.

Stayed up late writing a nine-page paper. One of many to come. Fell asleep at 5 AM. Woke up at 6 AM because of full nostrils. Could not breathe. Spent two hours blowing nose, to little avail. Fell asleep at 9 AM. Woke up at noon, feeling poor. Continued onward against wind.

Am noticing how much this sounds sort of like Rorschach journal. Am not sure what to feel.

Will not be updating for a while. Not much of change from ordinary. Hope you understand.

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I usually don't have time to respond to everything in my DeviantArt message box, but, to all of those who look at my work and fave it or add me to their Watch list, I thank you wholeheartedly for appreciating my work.

TFJ out.

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Like I said before, I've got a need to make an update but not much to say. Really, I'm busy with a whole lot of projects at the moment. I thought I'd post some interesting song lyrics from Chumbawamba's newest album, The Boy Bands Have Won, which I'm loving.

Enjoy!

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Chumbawamba - Add Me

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I'm a loner, alone with neuroses and hate,
Anger as a permanent character trait.
My letter bombs are primed,
And they're ready to send;
Would you like to add me as a friend?

I'm a wound-up whiner with a fetish for guns,
I'm almost fifty and I live with my mum.
I hope my nude picture doesn't offend;
Would you like to add me as a friend?

Add me, add me,
Me mother says she wish she'd never 'ad me,
Add me, add me,
Would you like to add me as a friend?
Would you like to add me as a friend?

I'm a recovering alcoholic, I rarely leave my room,
Peeping through the curtains in my dog costume.
The voices in my head, oh, they'll get me in the end;
Would you like to add me as a friend?

I'd really like to mail you the picture that I drew,
It's Kylie's body, but the head is you.
I've asked you fifty times before,
I'm asking you again;
Would you like to add me as a friend?

Add me, add me,
Me mother says she wish she'd never 'ad me,
Add me, add me,
Would you like to add me as a friend?
Would you like to add me as a friend?

Add me, add me,
Me mother says she wish she'd never 'ad me,
Add me, add me,
Would you like to add me as a friend?
Would you like to add me as a friend?

Here's a picture of me in my Nazi uniform
Doing a trick with an egg that I like to perform
At a monster truck rally that my mom and me attend,
Would you like to add me as a friend?

I've added Britney and Paris and you and Tom,
I'm going to find your address so I can visit you at home.
I don't like people, but I like to pretend;
Would you like to add me as a friend?

Add me, add me,
Me mother says she wish she'd never 'ad me,
Add me, add me,
Would you like to add me as a friend?
Would you like to add me as a friend?

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I usually don't have time to respond to everything in my DeviantArt message box, but, to all of those who look at my work and fave it or add me to their Watch list, I thank you wholeheartedly for appreciating my work.

TFJ out.