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Entries for April, 2006

April 1st, 2006

quiz thing no one cares about

But the some of the pics were kinda pretty and some of the question's choices made me laugh.





What type of Fae are you?

rurounibug ; 01:22 AM|2 replies

April 2nd, 2006

making stuff . . . or not

Occasionally, I open up ms word and stare at the blank page for a while.

I never write anything anymore, and I'm finding it really hard to even care. I don't know if this is because all my creative energy is being taken up by animation2 and the obcene amount of thought and effort that gone into making a 3d cartoon chicken dance and talk, or what.

I don't even draw for fun these days, barring pathetic attempts half-heartedly carried out on the couch, in front of the TV.

I'd love to give a shit, but I just don't.

rurounibug ; 02:08 AM|1 replies

April 2nd, 2006

mood: *annoyed*

So a stupid forum member declared that anyone using a yaoi avatar shouldn't be allowed to post in non-yaoi threads because it disgusts him, apparently forgetting that a certain, not-to-be-trifled-with portion of the forum members are yaoi fans, freinds of yaoi fans, gay, freinds of gay people, or just plain ol' intolerant of idiocy.

Apparently also forgetting that he isn't admin.

And that changing avatars changes the avatar in every instance of posting. Meaning that even if you stayed in the yaoi forums after switching to a yaoi avatar, any post in other threads would display the avatar anyway.

And that he can turn off the avatar display option if it really bugs him.

Out of peeve, I make and switch to this (crappy) avatar;



effectively "love is love"-ing the board 1600 times.

And then I put on my mod hat helmet, and rail the fucker out.

I am now waiting for the flood of sexuality-questioning pms that always come on the tail of modding this sort of crap. Because calling someone out on gay-bashing automatically makes one a homo.

edit: The yaoi-yuri forum follows suit, switching their avatars to yaoi-themed ones, and thereby flooding the board with pics of guys kissing.

rurounibug ; 11:35 PM|2 replies

April 3rd, 2006

Hate Mail!!!

And the fool sends me a pm-ed flame, probably not realizing that I'm going to forward it to admin and supermods.

The idiot speakethed thus:

"BTW aq si keberatannya ama Kissnya

tapi kamu kan modnya jadi ya sudahalah terserah yg berkuasa.

hmhmhmhm

kalian komplotan ya, untungnya aq ga sering liat kalian di thread2 yg sering aq masukin CU, semoga sehat. dan penyakitmu sembut, kamu ga pengen punya suami yaoi kan."

And I translate it for you as:

"BTW, my problem is with the kissing

but since you're the mod, whatever, its up to the one with power.

hmhmhmhm

you guys are in cahoots, huh? (I assume this is in refference to the sudden flood of yaoi avatars) Luckily I don't see you people in any of the threads I go to often CU take care. and i hope your dissease gets cured, you don't want to have a yaoi husband, right."

First of all, his punctuation sucks. Even for netspeak. And this coming from me, the absolute King of Typo.

I've always wanted hate mail. Too bad it had to come from such a dolt. I'd have loved for it to be argueable, but you can't argue with idiocy (or, coincedentally, with insanity).

I love the part about the "yaoi husband" thrown it at the end, though. Wasn't that original and completely unexpected? /sarcasm

Its possible that the whole thing is now completely out of proportion, and on a western website, we'd wish him a merry STFU, and proceed to ignore him. Being an Indonesian website, where his kind of attitude shows up often, and is not nly rarely ever spoken against, but assumed right, . . . well, I couldn't just let it slide.

The fucker seems kind of surprised to receive an official smack-down instead of support. And one of They Who Out-Rank Me has just issued him his very own Warning Point. Maybe his pm will win him another.

rurounibug ; 11:29 PM|6 replies

April 5th, 2006

well, now it's just boring

And more hatemail.

I've officialy lost interest in this idiot, due to the lack of back-and-forth. He doesn't seem to understand even the most spelled-out explanations as to why his homophobia doesn't mean other members should have to change their avatars (just as my discomfort with loli doesn't mean cutesy cartoon girl avas should be forbidden). He also can't seem to understand that the yayu forum's irritation doesn't equal giving a shit about his opinions, and yet refuses to shut the fuck up. The moron actually asked me whether he made yaoi-yuri forum members cry.

It's like he's five and he think the world is kindergarten.

I'm this close to calling troll, because no one can be this stupid by accident.

Well, I've called troll, but I'm this close to whining and making a stink about it in the Supa Sekrit Mod Forum.

I swear to god he's getting some sort of perverse pleasure out of making himself look like a fuckwit.


Thats not all I do with my time, by the way. Today I cooked fish for dinner . . . I don't think I like fish. The kitchen smells like seafood. I opened the window, and if it lets the cold in, at least it lets the aroma of the briny depths out.

(Alright, it wasn't that bad. I exagerate for pity and comiseration. It was actually mostly okay.)

rurounibug ; 12:41 AM|fine, ignore me

April 5th, 2006

JKR rants about weight issues; I rant about JKR

JKR's rant here.

Fans debate whether she's a hypocrite here and elsewhere. Read the i_wank for more links.

(edit: Cut tag? Whats that?)

rurounibug ; 10:51 PM|fine, ignore me

April 7th, 2006

because, obviously, everything is about hot boys

I must have missed something, because at some point 'hang out' started to mean, 'watch me ogle cute dudes and listen to me talk about them all through lunch and all damn day.'

It's like living in frikkin' "hot or not" (dot com).

I also don't quite understand why pointing out a guy one thinks is good looking must be followed by interminable speculation as to his sexuality. You don't know him, you're probably not going to meet him, so really, why talk about it for hours?

No, really. Someone tell me. 'Cause I'm not following.

Or maybe it's just me, because I also can't formulate an answer as to the "tipe" of person I like. How about, able to talk about a topic not related to romance/dating/sex/relationships. That seems like a start.

I mean, geez, if I was interested in unending romantic theory I'd watch more Oprah.

And anyway, isn't that, like, private? I can't small talk about this. Leave me the hell alone.

"Usually," he says, "when I tell someone I'm bi they ask all kinds of things."

"You should tell them to google," I say, completely missing the point. But then, I only admit to things when cornered, and even then, I am the master of hedging. I would find random questioning rude, and intrusive. And what are you supposed to ask anyway?

I can't small talk about this. Leave me the hell alone.

When did everything become relationships, and am I the only one who missed the memo?

rurounibug ; 01:21 AM|3 replies

April 8th, 2006

spender

I finally finished the picture I owe Anhi. It took me forever and many pms from him saying, "Where the hell is it?"

Well, I've said I was lazy before. Its not like I didn't give fair warning. XP

I made a lot mistakes, so I'm not really happy with how it turned out. The longer I look at it, the more things I see that I should have done differently. Or at least not so wrongly.

Argh.

Anhi: The larger version isn't uploaded to the intarwebz, so contact me for it if you still feel like coloring this thing. It's three times larger than this, and probably easier to color.



Looking for Garcy




It's here for those of you on IE who are getting this page in transparent and don't like seeing my shitty background through my shitty pic.

rurounibug ; 11:04 PM|5 replies

April 10th, 2006

*vows*

I will fix that damn pic, if you want to wait for it, Anhi. I'll fix it anyway, because the messed-uppedness is irritating the hell out of me, so like I said, wait if you want.

I won't be fixing it tonight, though. Too much homework, plus I don't feel well, and theres another sketch waiting to be messed up before I fix already messed up things.

My recent creative process--when there is any--seems to involve taking promising (oh, alright, passable) roughs and then just mangling the shit out of them.

But I will be fixing this one.

Eventually.

Can't forget that "eventually". It's a key word with me, really.

rurounibug ; 07:47 PM|fine, ignore me

April 11th, 2006

a bit of color

I don't often color things. The reason is that every progressive step away from pencil roughs gets more and more stressful.

Pencil roughs: fun
Clean pencils: careful . . . careful . . .
Inks: Don't . . . breathe . . . keep hand . . . steady . . .
Colors: *whimper*
Color shadows: ARGH!!! *wail*

Theres only small spots of color in this.

Forgive the mistakes. Any comments are welcome.


reply hazy, try again




It is, of course, here for those of you visiting via IE and getting the transparent tables. I personally think the less you see of my work, the better it looks, but if seeing my background through it is detracting from the fuck-ups, there ya go.

rurounibug ; 07:05 PM|4 replies

April 13th, 2006

LotR isn't my fandom,

but it works better for this pic than my dork-tastic comic book dependency.

Damn you, DC!

Where was I?

This one was just for shits and giggles, but I re-inked it an ungodly number of times and it still looks pretty bad. Finally I just gave up, and slapped it on the intarwebz anyway.

It's just a gag panel, after all, and goofing around isn't supposed to be this much work.



Are you a fan or not?



As always, there's a link for those of you seeing the transparent tables.

Somehow, I think the sketch is a lot cuter, and not just because I'm partial to raw pencils. Not sure what went wrong.







Here to see it without the background showing through.

I should really get a new layout. ^^;

rurounibug ; 11:48 PM|3 replies

April 14th, 2006

I just want shoes, okay?

Today I finally found a pair of running shoes that 1, fit, and 2, weren't freakin' ugly. And oh yes, 3, are actual running shoes.

Used to be you could go to any sports store and find shoes. But apparently no longer. Apparently these days "sports", when followed by "store" refers not to physical endevors, but to trucker-style hats, huge-size jerseys and casual shoes of the decidedly-not-for-running-or-any-sport-for-that-matter variety.

And obnoxious music.

Can't forget the obnoxious music.

Both the sports store and the Adidas store downtown featured a bare minimum of sports shoes and a decided overflow of obnoxious music. In fact, I don't think the Adidas store had any sports shoes at all. Or sports equiptment of any sort, actually. Not so much as a ball. Not even on a poster. Bags and hats and shirts, though? Check. Too-loud "background" music featuring a girl 'singing' about various ways she can debase herself, or guys 'singing' about various ways they can debase various girls? Double check.

rurounibug ; 09:32 PM|2 replies

April 16th, 2006

Are you annoyed yet?

I know I just whined about how I was unmotivated to draw anything at all, like, last week. But my friend V is a decidedly awesome artist, even when armed only with a ballpoint pen.

I was joking about how I was going to burn his sketchbook out of envious peeve, and it reminded me of a friend I once had. Bayu probably wasn't as talented as we all thought at the time, but the boy worked damn hard. I joked that I was going to burn his sketchbook and maybe him along with it out of envious peeve and he said, "Know what I hate? I hate people who don't work, then whine about how they suck."

Hahaha.

Touche'.

Bayu: I worked on this all week!
Bart: I did this on the bus on the way over.
Angga: Wow, that sucks. 'Ntar kata dosennya "U pinter bcanda."
Bart: I'm gonna hand it in, then run before he can tell me to re-do it. hauhauhau~
Bayu: I wish someone would take this school seriously.

Anyway, looking at V's cool drawings I figured it was high time I stopped being such a slack-ass whiny disgrace and if e-tention is what it takes to motivate me, than so be it.

Don't expect this creative kick to last. Lazy is my default setting. Your friends pages wont suffer my half-ass attempts at 'effort' for long.


Just messing with some gray markers (and one brown one):



All comments welcome. Non-see-through version.

rurounibug ; 07:19 PM|4 replies

April 18th, 2006

Well, it's not like I sleep or anything.

Midnight--and I haven't even started the work I was meant to do today.

I kinda suck like that.

Not that it really matters, at least not sleep-wise. It's been . . . hell, I don't even know how long its been since I've fallen asleep without first spending hours lying wide-awake, though I always fall asleep eventually. I know this because I have such a hell of a time waking up and dragging my ass out of bed in the morning. Or early afternoon. Whichever works for that particular day.

I actually go to bed and think, "Well, I'll fall asleep sooner or later." It's inevitably later.

And no, NyQuil-as-sleeping-aid doesn't work. Someone's suggested that, but I think I've mentioned before that NyQuil has in the past made me hyper and slightly . . . off.

NyQuil scares me.

rurounibug ; 12:17 AM|1 replies

April 19th, 2006

Apparently, I do sleep . . .

all the damn day long.

I wasted my day off catching the Zs, and not on purpose, either. My actual plan was to get up around ten-ish, clean up the apartment some, and be in the city and working at my animation by around one or one-thirty, and at least finish the overdue modeling before wrapping it up at around six, which would give me time to return dvds, cook dinner, and be happily plonked on the couch, in front of LOST with time to spare.

Ha.

Woke up with decidedly afternoon-looking light filling the apartment; checked watch, and . . . four-thirty?! And that's PM. I did say afternoon looking light, right?

Damn. I slept the day-time away.

Day off gone. Wasted with no cleaning, work, or cooking done. I made coffee, played online, ran out to return my dvd, came home and heated up leftovers, switched on the TV at nine to discover . . . no LOST? What is this Alias crap?

Bleagh.

So now the PBS is telling me about Saladin and Jerusalem while I play with the intarweb and mope.

I suppose that if I could be dead to the world for 14-plus hours (This was no lolling-about-in-bed sleep-in. It was a 14/15 hour long zonk!) then I probably needed the sleep.

But still . . . wah.

On the other hand, I discovered the magic of tabulas. A secret ability, if you will: whine about lack of motivation, and spend the next week all actively doodling-like. Whine about insomnia, and sleep like a log for more than a day.

I've whined about being broke before, but I'm still waiting for the tabulas effect to manifest on that one.

rurounibug ; 10:01 PM|fine, ignore me

April 20th, 2006

lazy, lazy, shame on me

Theres a craptastic Rude sketch I cropped and smalled into an avatar. I use it embarassingly often. Almost like its good or something. No, I'm not looking for a pat on the back. This is just for intro purposes; I actually find it's badness endearing.

Some folks asked , 'Eh, where Reno?'

Apparently, you can't have on without the other, and so, leafing through marker sketches doodles, I found a Reno that was mostly cropable, and, well:



Big it looks like that. I think it's simple enough to be see-able, even see-through, yes?

I didn't want to color his hair red, since rude was all black and white, and sort of looked like this:



and I'd found some online tone, which was sort of a pain to actually get into pshop, but once I did . . . it was sort of a pain to use it and to find a tone pattern that worked. None of the ones I have get terribly fine without moire-ing like mad, and even this one does, even so smalled down that its almost a flat color.



I guess my point isn't "grade my ability" because, c'mon: haha. (Endearingly haha, though, remember?) It's more: Do they look like they go together, or is the the Reno too . . . big, un-cartoony, un-black-and-white-only, or whatever?


edit: yes, I'm completely aware that Reno's got some pretty serious head size/shape issues. Think endearing badness . . . endearing badness . . . .

rurounibug ; 12:19 AM|1 replies

April 20th, 2006

skin of my teeth

Today I almost got run over.

Again.

This time it was so not my fault.

Mostly.

I realize I shouldn't have been racing through the crosswalk, and that I probably came from nowhere if you look at it from the driver's perspective, but in my defense, the light was on 'walk'. I had right of way, and even if you can right-hand turn on red, you should slow down, right? At least a bit?

I had this weird moment, where I saw the car coming and made a split-second calculation as to whether to run, stop, or try to jump back, and realized I could just avoid getting smacked if I ran like all get out

More pedestrians, by the way, get killed crossing the road in San Frasisco than in any other city. Most of them even look both ways and refrain from darting out in front of right-hand-turning jack-asses who don't even pause for the crosswalk.

rurounibug ; 03:52 PM|fine, ignore me

April 22nd, 2006

killing time

I'm in the comp lab, waiting for my mp3 to charge off the campus electricity, so I'll have music on the train.

I've still got lots of work to do, but I'm just not feeling it today, y'know? I might upload you my 3D chicken who's gonna dance or try to cross a road, or something. He was going to cross a road, but I don't want to have to build cars. -___-;;

Did I mention about the lazy?

I think I did.

rurounibug ; 06:30 PM|fine, ignore me

April 23rd, 2006

I agree that Asian hip-hop is t3h suck,

but then I think hip-hop is pretty lame overall. Theres just so much posturing that it just comes off kind of sad.

But thats all beside the point.

My question is, how come Chinese and Japanese rappers get so much scorn when no one has anything bad to say about that little Black boy from Oakland (I think its Oakland) who sings Chinese opera? And I have yet to hear a mean comment about Alicia Keys wearing a Chinese dress in her video, and having Asian themes in her background to boot.

She probably doesn't know any of the symbolism of the patterns on her dress or chosen hairstyle or whatever, but no one gives a shit. Why make comments that Japanese kids more often than not don't know the cultural origin of "foo-shizzle".

I mean, really.

Why is cultural apropriation, emulation, and/or cross-participation only ok in one direction?

And yes, Jakarta kids flashing american gang hand signs and saying things like "Wess Coss" at random moments makes me want to put my own eye out, but again, totally beside the point.

Btw, heres a hand sign for you self-important morons (with apropriated Japanese kana . . . onoz!!):

rurounibug ; 09:15 PM|fine, ignore me

April 24th, 2006

Embarassing personal revelations . . . FTW!!

So in class Friday--yeah, Friday, I've been agonising ever since--we had a Native American ordained shaman (or priest, or medicine man, or whatever it's called) do a ceremonial demonstration.

It involved smoke and turning the lights out and drumming.

And a share-share bit where each person was supposed to tell their feelings. Right. Cringe along with me, folks.

I hate share-share bits. I even hate share-shareing names of favorite songs, celebs I think look cool, shows I watch . . . anything really. It's just not what I do, and given the choice I'd have called pass and happily skipped my turn.

Had I had time, I would have thought up a clever lie or cover like "I'm hungry and I could stand some pizza right about now", but I was second after the proff, rushed for a response, and while my brain was racking itself for a good answer, my mouth went ahead and told the truth.

Without any fucking clearance from higher up, by the way. The little voice in the back of my mind that usually runs the show was yelling "Shut up, goddamnit! Nooooo~", but it was really too late by then.

Far, far too late.

So now my whole class knows that I'm secretly super-emo. I've been trying since to convince myself that the sharing of the feelings was just out of respect for the ritual. And I'm a pretty crappy liar anyway, so why not just spill? And I was caught off-guard by the exercise, and--. I've decided to go for "I was high on the smoke." That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.

I totally can't look anyone from that class in the eye now, excuses or not. In fact a girl from it stepped into the elevator with me today and my little head-voice went ballistic, but there was no where to duck and run to, which is what I'd been doing all the rest of Friday's class.

I don't know what happened. It really must have been the smoke. And respect for the ritual, and . . . and . . . .

The prospect of class on Friday is giving me ulcers.

rurounibug ; 05:12 PM|5 replies

April 25th, 2006

Update on mortifycation:

Still mortified.

It is now Tuesday.

Why, god, why?

Head-voice keeps going, "What am I gonna doooo~?" but I just laugh at that damn bitch. Thats what you get for slacking off and letting Mouth make decisions.

That said; what the hell am I gonna do?

rurounibug ; 09:41 PM|1 replies

April 27th, 2006

you know you're an addict when

This morning I found myself out of coffee filters.

Necessity being the mother of invention, I could see no necessity greater than the need for coffee, and I totally utilized a paper towel.

I am t3h shame, but coffee, it is my drug of choice. Be careful how you reply to this lest the caffeine gods take offense and . . . something. I dunno. It's way to early to be clever.

Thing is, I was going to do today's assigment this morning, but realizing I didn't have time to do a decent job, I made a command decision to blow it off and take the grade drop.

I do not do this lightly.

Somewhere between being the kid building card towers in the back of biology class and today I became a total grade whore. "You got a B? I got a B+!! Suck on iiiiiitttt!!!" (Victory dance may or may not be included.)

Failing the possibility of grade whoreage, I have at least enough pride to prefer a C for decent, late work, than a C for crappy, on-time work.

In the meantime, I console myself with paper-towel filtered coffee.

Which isn't half bad, by the way.


edit: I'm not really a grade whore. I just like to win at things. Honestly, I'm happy with Cs so long as everyone else is scoring Ds. I'm sure this says something unsavory about me, but if you say what I'll chalk it up to your being a sore loser.

rurounibug ; 07:04 AM|4 replies

April 29th, 2006

edit reply

A function I sorely need, but do not have on this journal.

You, my visitors who I reply to, will likely need some form of codex to decypher my responses*.

This is not done out of secrecy or a love of puzzle games, but rather a product of dyslexic typo goodness.

I assure you, I can, on some occasions, spell things correctly.





*codex not included

rurounibug ; 02:04 PM|fine, ignore me

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