Well, hello blog. Yes, I am still alive.
Remember that I said I still have to acknowledge all of the people who are far too good to me and decided to honour me with awards? No? Well, it has been far too long ago. Anyway, whether you remembered and anticipated or not, this is that post. Yes, just like that.
First up, the Versatile Blogger Award. (Which I keep referring to as the Awesome Blogger Award and then embarrassing myself.) After Freshly Pressed, three people decided to
overwhelm honour me with this award. However, as I’ve said before, I received this award once before and it feels too odd to do the whole acceptance post-thingie all over again (also, I’m lazy), so you can just go and read my gushing post of last year. However, I am very grateful to those three people, Char, Yoongz and Showard76, for thinking of me and I thank you all humbly.
Secondly, and last for this post, at least… The Kreativ Blogger Award, awarded to me by Justin Kirby. Thank you so very much!
So now, the rules:
1) Thank the blogger who presented you with the award.
Oh! I like that wallpaper! It looks almost like fleur-de-lis. Or some heavily stylised plant anyway!
3) Share ten things about yourself readers don’t know.
Darn it. Right. Okay.
Char helped me out again a little here, by giving me some questions to answer in my last post. (I tell you, she’s far too good to me!) Thanks, it helped a lot!
1–What are you majoring in?
Pure languages. My personal focus is on English editing, because that is what I want to be when I grow up (Why do I keep on using that expression? I’m 20, for cat’s sake!) – an editor. Well, actually I want to be a writer, but I need a day job as well!
2–What food disgusts you?
Ugh… my mother would tell you in detail what a picky eater I am. I don’t think I’m that bad, but there are still some things that I refuse to eat. Tomatoes are one of them. But the chief thing that I cannot believe how people can eat it is offal. Oh goodness no, the smell alone is enough to send me running for the hills. Blergh!
3–What’ the scariest thing that’s ever happened to you?
Fie, fi, fo, fum, fo, I don’t know. When I was 14, my father had a heart attack. That scared me badly and I had to grow up fast, but it could not beat what would happen later. In the subsequent years he had several illnesses. When I was 18 and writing my final exams at the end of high school he was in hospital again. He had a bad reaction to the intravenous antibiotics and spent a very bad night. The next morning, when I had to leave for school to write History, it was still too early to call the ward to hear how he was. So I had to go without news until the afternoon. Actually, I was pretty convinced that he was dead, that’s how bad he’d looked the previous evening. I’ve never been so scared before.
(He’s fine now, by the way.)
*puts on thinking cap*
4. I’m a teetotaller and have been one since I was about 16. No, I did not have a drinking problem before.
5. I had braces when I was 13-14. Some of my teeth are still crooked, but at least it’s better than it was before!
7. I’m counting the days until the release of the Hobbit-movie. Ack, it’s still over 200 days. So far! Such torture!
8. I own 16 of the Discworld-series stories by Sir Terry Pratchett. (16/39 – yay!) Well, actually it’s 15 books, because my first two stories are in the omnibus edition.
9. I still have some of my soft toys that date from my childhood on my bed. I’m not getting rid of them, whatever anyone says – they’re way too much a part of me.
10. Measured from the top of my head, my hair is about 12 inches (30 cm) long.
Bleiighdsfo, why was that so hard?! I’d rather talk about books than about myself.
4) Choose six people to present this award to.
Let’s pretend I cannot count…
- http://joyinthemoments.com/ – I’d like to pass this on to Charissa to say thank you for all the comments and also great blog!
- http://mcolmo.wordpress.com/ – I really enjoyed their latest post about inner nerds. I could so identify with it, and also the rest of this “kreativ” blog.
- http://dearoptimists.com – I think it is pretty obvious why I would like this blog. If this is not creativity…
- http://eccentricowl.wordpress.com – This is because I can. And also because I admire Mara’s ability to reinvent her blog in new and creative ways.
- http://teenagetaste.com – There is something about Erika’s blog that simply draws me. Talk about being creative about food, exercise and teenage life!
Well… I did better than last time! See? Come comment and I’m going to consider your blog for merit. Now you know how to get your blog nominated for awards!
5) Let the six bloggers know they have won!
Check! Now I’m officially going to be outed as a stalker!
And that wraps this humongous rambling post up! I’ll try to be back soon with some drawings, but until then: keep safe everyone and be creative!
PS. This was my table in the library today. Thought you’d enjoy the amount of thick books that just suddenly materialised on it.
Now I’m going to go break my head over some more Middle English. (Not really. I’m probably going to go to sleep.)
Hello everyone! I just wanted to quickly post a random aside to say,
Happy Leap Day!
That is, before I get back to work…
You can’t let this extra (literally…) special day go by you without a little celebration. Go on, do something extraordinary today. Because you can. And you’re worth it. But you can leave the L’oreal out of it if you want.
Enjoy your day!
Hello to all readers – the old and the new!
Two days ago I was still a blogger who had just announced 10,000 hits on her blog and was very happy about this achievement. Seriously, was it a coincidence that one week after I made that announcement my blog would get Freshly Pressed? I remember making a joke with my best friend, who commented on the 10,000 post and said she hoped that there would soon be 20,000 hits. I made a joke of it and said that I hoped to be able to make that announcement before the end of the year. Well, friend. I can now make that announcement 10 days later. Can you now understand why I feel completely overwhelmed by all this attention? 3 days ago I was a blogger with something like 50 followers and one or two comments per post. I’m not used to this kind of deluge. I actually had to switch off my email alerts because I was getting a WordPress announcement literally every minute.
Right. Now that I have got that out of my system…
Hi. My name is Elana. I’m 20. I go to university where I study languages. I really like languages, their makeup and grammar. I’m studying to become a language professional. Yes, that person who checks up your writing and then points out all the mistakes. On top of that, I really want to become a published writer – I won NaNoWriMo last year and I am working on refining that novel. I draw all the illustrations (unless otherwise noted) on my blog myself.
Now that is probably enough for now! Welcome to everyone who newly subscribed. I really hope you will enjoy reading my blog!
I still have an announcement about how I want to change up the posts that I do this year, but being Freshly Pressed threw off everything that I planned. I also still have a huge backlog of comments to pay attention to.
Hey guys! Great news!
Cartoons and Creative Writing just hit 10,000 hits today! (No pun intended.) This is something that I have dreamed of for a long time, but I had no idea how soon it would happen. Fact: my previous blog is still only at 1,300 views, even though it is a year and a half old. I stopped posting on it a year ago now. This blog is… 226 days old. That is, if the site that did the math for me is correct. That is 7 and 1/2 months. There are 33 posts (this is the 34th). The average per day is 44 views. The current average is quite a bit higher, of course. Close to double in fact. But the starts of this blog had a lot of bumps and hiccups in the works!
Right. Enough with the statistics. We all know I know how to read my blogging dashboard. (Really, Google Chrome, you are allowed to grow up now and stop underlining “blog” and “blogging” in red for me. Those are accepted words, you know.)
The French have a saying that they use when “Thank you very much” just doesn’t seem to cut it. They then say “mille merci”, which, obviously, means: “A thousand thank you’s.” Today, I would like to modify this a little and extend 10,000 thank you’s. One for every view of my blog. Like I said in my last post, all the statistics mean nothing without the readers. So here is my big
from my least misanthropic persona, which does sometimes win the battle and come to the front.
I feel so grateful for everything right now.
I’ll be back soon with more making fun of the idiocy of the English language!
Well, hello everyone and welcome to 2012 with Cartoons and Creative Writing! Is this going to be the best year yet? Well, certainly, but it still would not be possible without you – the readers. So, this is a very appropriate time, I think, for a Thank You For Reading!
Further, on the topic of thank yous, I’d also like to thank those of you who downloaded my 2012 Discworld calendar. If you are a procrastinator like me and you haven’t downloaded it yet, but would still like to do so, you still have time! I’ll leave it up for download a while longer – probably until the end of January, at which point, I suspect, it will become a bit obsolete. To download, check for the widget in the sidebar, with the name “Cartoondramas downloads” and click the .PDF icon of the calendar.
I received my annual report for this blog this week. Actually, I’d like to ask, is this a new feature? I’ve been blogging with WordPress for longer than this blog is old, but I have never received an annual report before. Anyway, according to this report, by leaps-and-bounds-far the most popular search term that people have reached my blog in 2011 was “library cartoon”. Which was, incidentally, how I tagged the very first post that I ever posted on here. Well, well, well. That the first little post would turn out one of the most popular…
Fun fact: I got the idea and started this blog while procrastinating on studying for a test. That was at the end of May; thus, just over 7 months ago. And it is, probably, also the reason why procrastination is such a popular topic on this blog!
Aside fun fact: I failed that test mentioned in the previous fact. Semantics and I are just not friends.
Now… my dilemma is whether I should just continue on with this reminiscencing post on how this blog developed and so on, or whether I should show you a cartoon. On second thoughts, a bloggyversary would probably be a more appropriate place for the reminiscences and this-time-last-years. Bring on the cartoon!
Right. There has been a very specific reason for my silence as of late. There were very few cartoons and no creative writing. The fault lies, you see, with the Well of Creative Writing.
I once heard (I think it was on the NaNoWriMo forums) someone say that creative writing comes out of a well, and that this well needs to be constantly refilled, or it could run out, just like a regular well containing water.
That set me thinking… never mind all the other analogies and connections with wells that I could come up with… I thought of this story that I read as a kid. It was, amongst other things, an explanation of where snow came from. It made a fascinating story for someone like me who has never seen a snowfall and thus it stuck with me. It went something like this:
At the very bottom of a deep well in the ground lived an old woman. She employed a young girl as maid. This girl had at some stage fallen down the well, but this is besides the point, at the moment. The girl had to shake out all the mattresses and pillows in the house every day, until the feathers flew about her head. Obviously she didn’t like the job and thought it unnecessary to do it everyday. Then she refused to do it. After a while, the old woman showed her how the people of the earth were complaining, because no snow was falling and they wanted snow. Thus, the snow was made at the bottom of this well, by shaking out feather mattresses. I don’t know how the story explained how snow came from up in the air, but was made at the bottom of a well…
The point is, if snow was made at the bottom of a well, designed to go upwards, then what would it look like if inspiration was also manufactured at the bottom of a well that had to be refilled all the time? Well, I have no idea, but I do know what it must look like at the bottom of my well:
Definitely a strike. That is why my well is not getting filled up!
The NaNoWriMo pipe definitely drained it during November and sucked it dry beyond the reach of other writings, but it is now January and I am still so uninspired… I actually have two ideas at the moment, but I am mostly just looking at them. I have so many half-drawn cartoons, but I don’t know how to make them funny so that I can finish them. Someone help me tell those inspiration workers to get up and go back to work, please!
Bingo! I am uninspired to make a post, so I just made one about being uninspired to make one! And now I’m just rambling… I’ve been doing a lot of that lately. When I did my 750 words’ journaling today, I started off about Angry Birds, ended up on a rant about Disney princesses, and had an afterthought about when did I become so cynical. So that is rather wide apart.
Now, I’m breaking my own New Year’s Resolutions (or as I refer to them: New Year’s Revolutions) already, which is no surprise, by staying up half the night again. I really don’t want to go through another year like I went through 2011. The most sleep I got a night was 5 hours… Only now in the holidays when I am getting rested, I am realising that I went through life with a permanent haze of tiredness behind my eyes and that I got so used to it that I didn’t notice it anymore. I really want to try a healthier sleeping, exercising and eating lifestyle this year. I can’t live so haphazardly.
Speaking of which? Have you made your New Year’s Revolutions yet?
Tell me in the comments!
Hoping to become more inspired and less rambling,
I had a post all planned out for today, complete with a summary of things that happened during the year, achievements and low points. That was so that I could close off the year neatly and… and yeah. But… then I got sick and spent most of the day on the couch watching TV. That is not something that I have done in years – I hardly ever watch TV.
So, that post will just have to wait, or I’ll just leave it and do a post for the future instead.
Here is a picture of some fireworks:
And a quote…
Now, I cannot believe that there is less than 2 and a half hours left of this year. Welcome 2012! 2011 was a nasty year in many respects – let’s hope you will be a better one. Although it does not look like it at the moment – it looks as though it will be a hard year financially and politically in many parts of the world – we can never know what the future may hold. Much of how you experience the year will be brought about by your manner of looking at things and how you choose to make it. So – choose to make it a great year. Choose to give it your all. Choose to not be brought down by your circumstances. That is my New Year’s resolution and my wish to everybody reading this right now.
Right. Signing off till next year ~
Hi everyone! So, remember that I promised to release a Christmas gift that will be free for download to everyone that reads my blog? Right. So, that will be available shortly, only Adobe is being ridiculous right now, and I will update as soon as it is available.
UPDATED! See below! 😀
In the mean time, Merry Christmas from my new book and I!
Yes, that is the one that I spoke about in my last post. Also, check out my festive nail polish!
I decided on the calm colour scheme, because that is supposed to mirror the peace of the day.
Right, I’ll be back soon!
The gift is available for download!
All you need to do is go to my sidebar, —>
to the Box widget, directly underneath the About C&C-thing. And then you can download it right there by clicking on the icon labelled “Discworld”.
Now you are asking what is it, right? Well, it is a calendar, made by yours truly. Not much to see of my usual cartoons, but instead it is my compilation of the wit and wisdom of the Discworld-series of books by Sir Terry Pratchett. As you should know by now, Pratchett is one of my absolute favourite authors and I just love collecting quotes from his series. It is characterised by being witty and humorous, but also by having a sting in the tail – a little social consciousness. So, if you love his work, like me, or if you just want to check it out for yourself, go and collect this calendar for yourself, just in time for the new year!
And before you ask again, yes, this is completely free. Why? Well, obviously I could have asked money for it, and maybe I would even have made a little something from a project like this. Firstly, I don’t have access to receiving, or paying, money online. So that kind of handicaps me. And secondly, I love a free download just as much as anyone else, especially at Christmas time. Enjoy it – it is obligation free, though I would love it if you left me a comment if you do download it. I’d love to hear what you think!
Okay… the details…
Here’s a little preview of what you will find inside:
It consist of 13 pages: one for each month, plus the cover. Each page is slightly smaller than A4 landscape size – I thought a little white-space could be handy if you wanted to hole-punch it or something. It comes as a single PDF-format download of about 5MB. Each page has, on average, two Discworld quotes, and also two drawings of Discworld paraphernalia. Like the Luggage, there above. What would the Discworld be without the Luggage? Oh yes, and it comes on a background of distressed paper. All the wit must have upset it… 😛
I hope you enjoy this, oh, and tell your friends, if you like! 🙂 Happy Christmas (what’s left of it, in certain parts of the world)!
I just remembered that I still had a blog…
I’m not much good at excitement anyway, and there is nothing about the “Christmas spirit” that makes me really excited. Too old, I guess… Ha! 😉 The actual reason is that my family doesn’t go in for Christmas that much. The younger generation obviously yes, but the rest of us just tend to get on with it. Our Christmas generally consists of avoiding the shops, getting annoyed at all the Christmas commercials and complaining about consumerism and materialism… and going to church on Christmas Day. Which already makes us odd. I don’t know many people who attends the service that day. Most stay in. It kind of makes me sad.
I never believed in Santa Claus either. Or in the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny. (I always type “Eater Bunny” and then I giggle!) Oh, my parents participated in these make-believe games, but I knew it was them. For instance, my mother is fond of recalling the story of when I lost my first tooth (I was in 2nd grade! Freak of the school!) and she sneaked in to put the money in my slipper, I told her that she must walk more quietly next time because I heard her.
However, even if I never believed, my cousins did. They believed in Santa Claus until they were quite big actually. This left me with a problem during holidays with the family, because I would forever be having slips of the tongue.
A further part of my awkward Christmases around family was the presents. In the last years I have always known what I was going to get. And it was normally only one present. Heck, of course I know what I am getting this year – a book that I picked myself in the bookshop, which my mother then paid for and immediately confiscated. That was months ago. The same went for last year’s Christmas with the family. The awkward part, however, is to feign surprise when I open the present around the little cousins, because they’re not supposed to know that I knew beforehand. And everyone who knows me knows that I am such a good actress. I can get stage fright on a balcony and there doesn’t even have to be an audience.
I probably ruined my little cousins’ childhoods…
Anyway, enough about my boring and awkward Christmases. What about you? How do you feel about Christmas and Santa Claus? Are you excited for it? Tell me in the comments! 😀
To end off this pointless post… at least my presents are all done and wrapped. And now I have to show off! 😉 My advantage is that I have very few friends. *cue evil laugh* And I made our origami Christmas decorations. We have a paper tree, paper baubles and other miscellaneous things lying about.
Yes, I did just use a collage to make my friends’ prezzies look more than they actually are. Ah Pinterest… where would I have been this Christmas without you? Just about everything on, in and with those prezzies I found through Pinterest one way or another. The tags, the origami boxes, the contents…
Oh, and that is indeed Bill, my origami pigeon photobombing that last picture. Typical. Remember him?
And another thing, speaking of origami, I am working on the new site and hope to launch along with the new year. I’m excited!
Well, well, that is all for now in this miserably exciting season. I hope you all have a good build-up to Christmas!
(The Versatile Blogger, that is, not my birthday. I know when my birthday is, thank’ee ver’much!)
Anyhow, I’m 20 today! I’m so glad. I’ve been ready to be out of my teens for so long!
Obligatory (slightly blurry, mostly horrible) birthday pic:
Look! I’m wearing my origami earrings! I made and designed them myself and then wrote a how-to on wikiHow to share it with others. You can read it, and see them more clearly here: How to Make Origami Earrings. Oh, and that’s my Eine Kleine Nachtmusik printed T-shirt. I bought it a long while ago in Saltzburg, in Mozart’s birthplace house. Then for years I never wore it, but recently, I wear it just about every week. And I twisted up my très Coco Chanel outfit with flowers. Much less boring, hein?
The other news is that the Idiotphotographer has passed on the Versatile Blogger award to me. Thank you very much! It came as a huge surprise, because at first I thought “But I’m not versatile! I just go along!” But then I though that I do post on lots of different topics and styles, so perhaps I am eligible. You can just look at my tag cloud to see the random, diverse stuff I ramble about! Okay… thank you, I accept and I appreciate it very much!
So, now I am apparently supposed to share 7 random things about myself. (Why is it always so hard to think of anything to say when someone says… “So… tell me about yourself.”?)
1.) I’m the only child of parents who had me when they were already middle-aged. No, I’m not spoiled. Well, I don’t think so anyway. My parents did not do nearly as spoiling as many people I knew did to their kids. Being this long-awaited only baby is just more pressure on you to perform. Well… I did get loads more attention and time that most kids who had to share got… Wow, this fact turned into a long preach!
2.) My best friend and I share a birthday. I know. It’s weird. Happy birthday, friend! *big hug*
3.) I can and do write with both hands. I’ve never tried at the same time before, though. I mostly write left these days (it just feels more “right” [no pun intended]), but then today was one of my odd days and I wrote my entire three-essay exam right-handed.
4.) I don’t Facebook, and I stubbornly refuse to succumb to it!
5.) I have a huge fear of dogs. It’s almost like a phobia. People are constantly telling me it is silly, but I simply can’t help it. I know it is silly myself, but if I see a dog I go ice-cold all over and I just want to run and hide. The dog doesn’t even need to bark and look aggressive, I go bonkers anyway. Ha! I’m a cat person!
6.) I play RuneScape. Yeah, I’m a girl nerd.
7.) I once had to kick a soccer (football to those of you who use weird terms…) ball for PE in school. Well, I aimed and kicked at it, but then tripped over the ball and fell. That was entertaining my class for the rest of the day I can tell you! That’s how clumsy I am. I fall up stairs and down stairs and also over my own feet while standing still…
Now, the passing on of the baton…
Why is this so difficult? Apparently I am supposed to nominate up to 15 people. But I only read about 15 blogs, and… not all of those qualify as versatile in my book. Or they have had this award like several times before… Hmm…
Well, I’ll know what I can do. I’ve seen other people send out a call for nominations, because they simply have not enough people to nominate. So that’s what I’ll do. I’ll nominate those that I want to now, and then if anyone wants to nominate someone else as well, leave it in the comments down below and I’ll consider adding them!
Bethie, over at Hear a Snippet Here. She writes about anything from letters to fiction, and then she still manages to add ramblings on hairstyles and strange quirks. Check her stuff out – one day she’ll be a famous author and then you’ll be glad you knew her in her blog days!
The Stressed Out Student over at Stressing Out College. I can always laugh at this blog – probably because all of it sounds so familiar to me. Yep, it’s versatile, ‘cause college is versatile.
Hmm… was that all? I could swear I thought of a third person that I wanted to include here… Well, I’ll update that in as well when I remember… if…
I thought it would be faster to do a vlog than to type everything that I wanted to say. FYI: wrong! It took just as long, because I had to edit out all the bloopers. But anyway, here it is. I think it is the most boring video ever, as I’m super tired (dark circles *cough cough*) and basically don’t have energy to breathe, much less be an exciting presenter! And I’m a boring speaker under any circumstances!
I hope my voice/accent does not scare people off!
PS. Please tell me if the video is playing double. I thought I caught that and fixed it (stupid YouTube), but let me know if it is still happening!
Also, check out my new page, linked up there under the header: “My Bucket List”.
I am actually blogging! Yay! Even though this is a silly post. But I’ve been wanting to share this, and now I have an excuse. I’ve been so busy that I didn’t have a chance to draw much. But firstly, I did do an illustration of what I looked like this long, crazy week:
“Oh hai! I’m Nick the Headless Chicken!”
“Nearly Headless Nick? What?”
“No, Headless Nick, the Chicken…”
Story of my life. Week. Whatever.
A Story I Wrote in the Tub
Thomas Bergersen and I stood staring at the transparent stalker that had taken residence in the corner of my bedroom.
“Curse your intolerable good looks,” I said angrily.
It replied with, “Shut up and kiss me, fool!”
Upon hearing this, I was so brave, that I took up my collection of Broadway programs, and stroked the intruder’s face with the object(s) clasped in my hand. Pink and white rose petals issued forth from its fingers as a result of my action.
Wounded, but not mortally, it opened it’s mouth and said, “I know you did not mean to harm me, so I forgive you. Here is the Dark Gift as a token of my true feelings for you. It is a symbol of the deepest kinds of regret.”
“Thank you,” I said. “I will treasure it until I find something better.”
And then the world exploded.
The Creature Who Stole My Heart.
Now I’m off to catch some lost sleep! Sleep! Come here…
I do not know anyone who was affected by the 9/11 terrorist attacks personally. I am not even American. But this does not mean I cannot cry about what happened that day. I’m sorry, but there is nothing funny about this post. If you were expecting humour, or wit, or a degrading of those who planned and executed the attack, I’m afraid you will be disappointed. What ever my tagline says, I can be serious and melancholic as well.
All I can remember about that day is…
I was 9 years old and in Grade 4. It was afternoon here already and I was home from school, unaware of what Fate was planned for that day. I almost think my mother and I were in the kitchen, preparing food, when my dad frantically called from work and told us to put the TV on. He had seen what had happened on the internet. I think it was about 3 o’ clock in the afternoon and this was in the days before we had cell phones or internet at home. We switched the TV on and we were just in time to see the plane crash into one of the Twin Towers. This was the news, replaying the event and interrupting the daily cartoons. 9/11 was no day to watch cartoons. We were nailed in front of the TV, watching that same footage replay again and again. Then about an hour or two later, Dad came home, and we heard all the details he had already read. I could not understand. I could not understand how someone could purposefully crash a plane and knowingly cause so many people to die. “How could they not care about all those innocent people?” I asked myself again and again. It took me years, but today I think I understand.
I remember how the tragedy was all over the papers next day, and in school and on the news. Yes, again and again the news. I remember how I got chills every time we heard that they had found another person alive under the rubble, every time we heard of another incredible survival story, every time we heard of an individual’s tragic decease. I remember wanting to cry every time I saw family members cry at Ground Zero, family members holding bouquets and photographs. I also wanted to cry every time I saw someone’s grief drive them to fury, every time I saw someone shout exhortations at those guilty for this attack. “This is not the way it should be,” I remember thinking.
Tonight I watched the memorial service on the television, and again I wanted to cry with those affected by the attack. Everywhere the message “Never forget” is plastered. I wish I could forget. I wish I did not remember everything so vividly. But I cannot. And everyone who can remember owes those who cannot and those who died this: do not forget. This is about more than you. This is not about whether you want to hide from the pain, but it is about the well-being of the world. We must not forget, because we must help the world remember so that this will never happen again. As long as we can remember the mistakes from the past, we can try to prevent them happening again in the future. And this may never happen again.
That is all. I don’t have anything heroic to say about freedom and rebirth. All I can do is offer up a tribute to 9/11. To the victims, the survivors and the perpetrators – God Bless. All I have is this poem by Kelly Strong, called “Freedom Is Not Free”, which I decorated in the American colours.
It’s a decade later. All we have is memories. And a responsibility.
That is all. I just wanted to put that out there.
Hi guys, it’s Bill here…
Don’t go splittin on me now, will ya? Don tell Elana but I stole her password so that I can come post tis pic for ya.
I learned a lot of stuff last week, you know. I also learned to activate te webcam when she dont think it’s watchin her. And I sit right next t her keyboard, so she only have to enter her password a few times before i know wat it is.
So… here is Elana looking how she would never dream of showin to ye. I told ye Im gonna embarrass her.!
I know ye all will look forward to when I come back. I’ve still got more gossip to share wif ye!
Bill. You little
bast— blighter. You little back-stabbing, double-crossing — yeah. This is a family-friendly environment, so… I’d better stop right here. At least that pic was when I had make-up on… Oh wait, I should probably not have said that…
Oh, and William my dear? Couldn’t you at least have tried not to make spelling mistakes? You sit next to me everyday, jeez dude! Have you still not learned proper spelling?! By the way, I’m changing my password and moving my seat.
Anyway, readers, you lot had just better keep your mouths shut today, because now I’m asking you not to tell Bill that he actually saved me because I don’t have anything to say today. All I have to say is a few random things. So, coming up…
1.) You may have noticed I changed my tagline. How do you like it? I am rather chuffed with it, even if I have to say it myself. I like the alliteration, and the previous one was just me being too lazy to think up something catchy. All in all, it’s a win!
2.) I made a hat. No, I have no millinery training. I just jumped right in, as is my usual method for my crafts. I might write a how-to on how to make one of these. But it’ll have to wait until I have more time, or am in a particularly bad procrastinating mood.
Right, I think that is more or less it for now. Oh yes, some shameless advertising: the new article I started on wikiHow: How to Avoid Distractions Online. Now, if only I could follow my own advice…
To finish off (rather than start, as normal – thanks Bill! ):
Status update: I forgot what I was going to say. It’s a pity, because all that I can remember of it is that it was witty.
Eating: Pizza! Yum!
Listening: “Ode to Our Fallen” – Kerry Muzzey
Reading: “A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man”. Another prescribed one. Yay.
Status update: I’ve been procrastinating all day. But what I’ve really been doing, I don’t even know. I did bake cupcakes today, however. And I still have to read 400 pages of a very confusing book before Monday. Great?
Eating: Still nothing! Foooood?
Listening: “A Magnificent Journey” – Denny Schneidemesser (This man has a name you can strangle someone with. And it’s a nightmare to type. I just went and checked and I managed to spell it right first time, for once. Yee-hay!)
Reading: “Nostromo”. (I have to, okay?! It’s a prescribed work, and we’re writing test on it. Please don’t judge me!)
This is a rather strange post. It is somewhere between a teaser-post of things to come and a making-up-space-post. Ah well. Read it and decide for yourself whether I should rather just stop blogging right now, or if I am onto something here.
Now. I said there was someone I’d like you to meet. Here he is:
He is an origami pigeon. But he looks more like a chicken to me. The poor thing has a bit of an identity crisis. And yes, I did make him. That means I am his creator, and he should worship me. Mwhahaha!
Ahem. He lives on my desk. And he may play some part in my future blog posts, which is why I am introducing him to you now. I used to have a Pacman-type origami character which I also made. He was dubbed Vincent, but seeing that Vincent has now gone to the great big recycling bin in the sky, Bill has now become my companion.
Now, about the things to come. I am working on a blog post about… my failed driving license test. Just to tease you:
I cannot promise next week, but I’ll try and get it done as soon as possible! So check back to see it!
Finally, Bill wants to say something. Over to you, buddy!
Hi guys. It is nice to meet y’all! My, my… you all look heaps interestin!
But nevermind that… I just wanna tell you guys that I’ll be writing ye sometin every now and then. Elana just don’t know it yet, but what I actually wanna do is tell you guys stuff about her that ye would never’ve guessed. Don’t tell her, but I’m gonna embarrass her!
Did I tell you I made cupcakes today? Hmm, well yes, I did. Anyway, yummy! Here’s one for you as well: Oh no, wait, that’s a birthday cake. Well, just pretend it was a cupcake, okay?
Status update: I did say I would be back on Saturday, didn’t I? That is, if you understand French! Or used Google Translate. That works too!
Drinking: Nuffin’! *gaps*
Listening: Thomas J. Bergersen’s “Illusions” album. Seriously, I am obsessive about this thing!
Reading: Some Modernist text. Meh.
Yet again, this is not a real proper post. (What are real proper posts, actually? I haven’t quite figured that out.) I still have far too much work (and will probably continue to do so for a while now) to make headway with drawing new cartoons. Nothing changes, eh? So what this post is going to be instead is a collection of quotes and poetry that I have collected and then decorated in Inkscape. Alright, maybe one cartoon!
I was thinking of naming this post “Poetry Through the Ages”, but that sounds too much like an introductory lecture to Poetry 101. So, what happened was that I couldn’t think of something interesting at all to name this post. Perhaps because it is so discombobulated…? There is no one title to give this thing! I always try to give my posts attention-snapping titles, but this one is not being helpful, so it will have to do without. Punishment…
However, first off, the obligatory cartoon:
That’s how I feel most of the time! And it’s my own fault. Mindless surfing, playing endless games of Angry Birds Online and Online Scrabble, and reading and writing blogs are far more interesting than studying literary theory, right?
Right, now I’m done! As for the quotes…
As you will be able to deduct, I like quotes by Doug Larson.
This one is SO me. My computer is an extreme homework-eater. And also a procrastination-inducer!
This is one of my personal favourites:
And this one describes so well why I hate writing a traditional ending so much. Isn’t that so predictable?
This one was written in the late eighteenth century by Coleridge. It comes from an extremely long poem (it fills books!) called “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner”.
This is a limerick, written in the nineteenth century by Edward Lear. If you don’t know limericks, you can read more about it here, but what they basically are is a nonsense verse. They lean heavily on their rhyme to support themselves and usually they are rather frivolous and meaningless, but also funny!
This is another of my favourites, apparently dating as far back as the sixteenth century, when it was penned by an anonymous author.
The last one! This one IS my favourite! I think it is a very significant quote, for, although it pertains directly to the Christian world-view and way of life, I think it can be an important motto for anyone, even if you are not religious, or belong to another religion with different views.
This quote also took me the longest of all these things to decorate. Usually they are very fast – a few minutes at a time – but this one took hours and heaps of layers and gradients.
Ah well, then, I hope you enjoyed reading and looking at it, and I’ll be back sometime with some new post.
How do they say?
Expect me when you see me!