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Entries for July, 2008

June 30th, 2008

Whats is sleep? If you cannot eat it, then I am not interested.

Someone in the building next door is rocking the BBQ. I know this because the smell of their lighter fluid blows into my building. It is gross. Baskbask is unpleased.


Today in ILL we started guoache painting. Guoache, for those you that don't know, is the hellpaint. I'm pretty sure it's packaged at a hellmouth.

Because hellpaint is toxic as well as obnoxious to use, we can't wash it down the sinks, because those lead to the bay. And so--rinse stations that wash into toxic waste canisters. The instructor went out into the hall to get the pump on it started, and in two minutes had smoked out the floor.

I dunno guys, I'm pretty sure it's a bad sign when your toxic waste canister is smouldering.


Theme of the day? Guess it!

rurounibug ; 08:33 PM|2 replies

July 1st, 2008

gokudera (?)

Doodled in my notes. Turn it sideways and you can read about what we did with gouache today.

rurounibug ; 12:18 AM|fine, ignore me

July 2nd, 2008

I see you are not fans of the khr. Maybe some monkeys?

I might or might not post these to eL. My lack of useful posts (not spam) keeps admin from realizing I actually have a lot free time to fulfill my mod duties. You know, the ones that don't involve swearing at members and calling them morons. Which I enjoy doing a lot more than boring stuff like making sure everyone's stories gets at least one C&C.

*innocent whistling*


PS: Varly said I always draw too tiny-mini. This piece doesn't even fit on my scanner, so I had to use the digicam. Forgive poor light quality, k pls?


(herein: monkeys)

The assigment was to make a partial-bleed something or other about a negative or positive emotion. My negative emotions are apparently simbolized by monkeys and baby-trees. I don't know guys, I just draw what feels (to me) like how I feel, and not "this element means that, and that one is from X event" like how most people handled the assigment. I feel like angry monkeys and creepy trees. Surely I can't be the only one?

(Also, it effectively means that my "story reveal" didn't actually make it necessary for me to reveal a damn thing about anything. Except possibly that I'm kind of strange. And that I think "monkeys" is an emotion.)

rurounibug ; 12:59 AM|4 replies

July 3rd, 2008

And bring your pika-pika ears.

This eL thread about people's playlists cracks me up:

http://everlucid.net/showthread.php?t=1205

Because every post lists Caramell Dansen followed by some form of "(fuck you, bask)"

CLEARLY MY WORK HERE IS DONE!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA~


Come on, you guys, you know you love it. *pika-pika ears dance*

I want this song as my ring-tone, you don't even know how much.

rurounibug ; 05:32 PM|fine, ignore me

July 4th, 2008

Is this fanart?

rurounibug ; 12:23 AM|4 replies

July 4th, 2008

DA

I got a deviant art. Don't tell Reppi. He's still cut up about that art theft scandal from a couple of years ago.

I'M SORRY I'M AN ATTENTION WHORE, ALL THE ART SQUEE IS ON DA!!! DX

I had no choice, really.

baskerv.deviantart.com

I'm still working on putting up some updates.


ETA: Man. Their TOS is still skeevy-skeevy. *lirik*

rurounibug ; 04:17 PM|fine, ignore me

July 6th, 2008

I figure Hayato probably burns his fingers a lot.

And he also probably wouldn't ask for help sticking on the band-aids.


I haven't drawn manga in a while, so sorry if this Gokudera looks weird. Also, I was going to ink it, but then I was lazy. You know how it is. Also, I think my paper no longer has the structural intergrity for wet media. *peers at much-erased patches*

rurounibug ; 01:08 AM|fine, ignore me

July 6th, 2008

DA help

Does anyone know if theres a way to replace art on DA? I know I can delete and re-upload, but is there a way to do that without breaking other people's links, such as favs, etc?

I just want to switch out with corrected/updated versions.


Fireworks on the 4th were a bit of a bust. We froze nearly to death while staking out spots near the rail, and then the fog rolled in, thick and low, and most of the fireworks were hidden in it. Some rockets went up and were never seen again, not even that diffused flash of light thing.

And then the rest of the weekend was boring, with me going, "I have tons of work that was due last week, I think I do other stuff." Right now, I am contempalting going out to buy a vacuum. Mine has been bust for a while, and never worked that great, so I haven't bothered futzing with it for a while. And then the last time I tried, a piece of the dust cup just went flying off, and I thought 'fuck it'.

Anyway, the apartment is a dissaster area. I need to clear work space, which means stirring up dust, which means--

Or this is a complex excuse for more procrastination. I wish there was an olympic event in putting shit off. I could be a contender.

And then maybe I could get some kind of shoe deal and never have to bother with study again.

rurounibug ; 02:39 PM|fine, ignore me

July 7th, 2008

I should google si manis. {--Even typing that is scary, OMG I LIVE ALONE O___O

And who is that lady under the sea who kidnaps people who swin in red clothing? I LIVE ALOOONEEEEEEE~


Out next ILL assignment is to illustrate a scene from a folktale. After meeting with utter failure in googling for a Batak folktale, I have decided to settle on a general si kancil story.

BUT THEY ARE VERY HARD TO FIND! D:

And the ones I CAN find are all in research papers by westerners. ^__^a
*feel shame*

Another problem is that we have to bring an "official translation" of the story, which makes it even more difficult. Otherwise I'd just bring in my Pocong2 DVD insert.


(Damn it! I just found a whole thread of Asian folktales, but it's forum posts, and not "official" RAKRAKRAKRAK!!!)


Oh, god. My Dad OWNS one of these. Human brain, huh? That's not so bad. He told me it got its powers from kidnapped, mashed-up baby. (ETA: No, he didn't kill anyone. It's old.)

Brother: Imagine if it showed up in your window. Like that scene from Jalangkung. *knock knock knock* Hiiiiiiieew~
Me: D: ~~~~



*turn on every light* O___O;;;;

rurounibug ; 03:01 AM|4 replies

July 8th, 2008

JOY!

Theres a regular pen Sharpie now! My life is complete!

Yesterday I bought this book at Barnes&Noble, even though it was pretty expensive, because it came with a CD-Rom of textures and brushes. So today, I finally got rid of the worm that was hiding all my folders (GAR!) so I could copy up the brushes, and--

"Brushes could not be loaded because the file is incompatible with this version of Photoshop."

;____; !!!!!

rurounibug ; 01:01 AM|3 replies

July 9th, 2008

I have tons of work, so I drew a tentacle pic instead.

What? I thought some of the khr_meme stories needed illustrations. Then, halfway through inking, I started wondering if I should post it to eL, because you know how Rave loves the ideas that I have. *snicker*

Yesterday, he IMed me to yell about some mod thing I guess I was supposed to do, or whatever, then got distracted bitching about VGI and people who want to write, but hate reading:

(3:17:44 AM) Rave Rave: i'd love to see some of the sex scenes those mouthbreathers think up

(3:18:07 AM) baskerville: sex scenes and mouthbreather do not belong in the same sentance o__o
(3:18:19 AM) baskerville: it reminds me of creepey old guys on the bus
(3:18:39 AM) baskerville: WHO WANTS TO RIDE THE BUSWAY WE CAN FREELY GO ANYWHERE NAO

(3:18:57 AM) Rave Rave: what reminds you of creepy old guys?

(3:19:19 AM) baskerville: the word "mouthbreather"
(3:19:49 AM) baskerville: "*Heeeu Heeeuu Heeeeeu* Adek mau kemana? *Heeeeeuu Heeeuu*"
(3:19:51 AM) baskerville: D:

(3:20:23 AM) Rave Rave: followed by a dry, back-of-the-throat, laugh

(3:20:49 AM) baskerville: No. They don't laugh. They lean too much towards you and look too intently expectant.
(3:21:43 AM) baskerville: They are serious people, on serious mission


And then he suddenly changed topic to make fun of my internet connection. Why do you IM me, if you don't want to hear my stories? D:

So then I linked him to that reading by moonlight site, so he could read a review of awful sex scenes.

Or maybe I did that before. My log is all messed up.


(3:14:17 AM) Rave Rave: any Laurel Hamilton book is sure to be a winner

(3:14:29 AM) baskerville: *fap fap fap fap*
(3:14:35 AM) baskerville: sorry, what were you saying?

(3:14:44 AM) Rave Rave: nothing

(3:14:50 AM) baskerville: except its not even hot
(3:14:57 AM) baskerville: it's more like "ew. eeewwww."
(3:16:10 AM) baskerville: its like the in-text hetero version of that world's most boring gay porn I accidentally showed you
(3:16:34 AM) baskerville: where its all graphic, but you dont' even care


Funny story: Rave wanted a file, and even though I have neatly arranged folders for everything, I still save kind of haphazardly. So I sort of mis-clicked--WHAT, IT HAPPENS!--and Rave was like, "Thanks, but I don't think thats the file you were supposed to send me," and I was like, "OF COURSE IT IS, HOW DARE YOU QUESTION MY RELIABILITY," and he was all, "No, buddy, I'm pretty sure it's not, because it opens with *XXXsensorXXX* " and then I saw the icon that was highlighted, and I was like, "You should watch that. It's really boring."

And then there was the time I accidentally sent him ridiculously nasty Xmen fan porn that I was going to make into icons for eL *heheh*, instead of the puppy icon I'd meant to.

Me: SORRY, IT WAS IN MY ICON FOLDER
Rave: WHY? OMG, YOU BETTER NOT HAVE BEEN GOING TO MAKE ICONS TO USE ON EL!!
Me: OF COURSE NOT!!! I WOULD NEVER DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT!!!


WHAT? REPPI IS VERY GLAD TO KNOW ME. He even posts praise for my artistic genius.


(3:38:39 AM) Rave Rave: reply to the writing topics later,

(3:38:44 AM) baskerville: post praise for my artistic genius
(3:38:46 AM) baskerville: YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO

rurounibug ; 02:54 AM|fine, ignore me

July 9th, 2008

I love what I do, but man, do I hate working.

Gouache makes me want to bash things, so here is a picture of my floor, including the shiny precious machine of much joy and happiness, value roughs for the dinosaur illustration I'm supposed to be painting RIGHT NOW, my blinding!daylight lamp, gouache of hell, the toshiba, texture book of the useless cd-rom, and some random junk.

rurounibug ; 10:54 PM|2 replies

July 11th, 2008

Help feed homeless dogs?

Everyday that you answer the quiz on http://www.freekibble.com , a dog food company donates twenty pieces of kibble to animal shelters.

That's not a lot per click, so visit often.

rurounibug ; 06:15 PM|fine, ignore me

July 20th, 2008

"But there were no smores. Just bento."

This weekend was kendo summer camp, which involves lots of kendo, but no camping. I was afraid it would be awful!bad!torture like the seminar a few weeks back, where everyone had torn open blisters even before the first break, but it was tons of fun. Or at least, it was after lunch because by about ten o'clock I was starving to death. To the point where H kept asking if I was okay. She also kept asking if I knew what was going on, so I either I looked really out of it, or she thinks I'm pretty dumb.

Come to think of it, I do get a lot of text messages containing pretty obvious information. Huh. Maybe I should wear my glasses more often. They might make me look smarter.

After lunch the lower ranks did shiai so the higher ranks could practice shimpan (judging/refferee-ing), and I lost a men point within three seconds, in front of half the senseis, including Scary-sensei. Noooooo ansdla snd flshf sdhfh

There was no resistance, either. He basicly stepped up and whopped me over the head while I stood there like a moron. Maybe there's a reason I get those text messages. (But later, I got the point back hitting kote at the same time he hit my men. But the shimpan called it kote, and when the watching sensei were asked "Who saw kote?" about half of them did, including Scary-sensei. Yuss!--Although he did later seem to be saying 'well, that would be a bad call, then, because that kote sucked' but it was in Japanese, so maybe that's just my paranoia--And then I lost half my point by going out of bounds, go me.)

I know you guys are all, "boooring stoooryy~", but I never score, ever, so I felt pretty decent about it, even if it was just refferee practice.

Especially because the last time I was practicing near where senseis were standing was the time I went to hit men, caught my foot in my hakama, and fell on my face.

rurounibug ; 07:49 PM|fine, ignore me

July 21st, 2008

international culture is bad for your health

MalayBoy, who is in my ILL class and self concious about his age (LOL) has realized that I'm actually a year older than him.

MB: I don't want to say my age.
Me: 23?
MB: No.
Me: 24? AM I to high or too low?
MB: I'm 25.
Me: Thats not so bad, dude. I'm 26.
MB: ....
MB: KAKAK!

D: !!! Oh, thats just not on! Because actually I am kind of not embracing my oldness, either. Oh, to be young again.

MB: Kak! Kak! Can I borrow your ruler, Kakak?
Me: If you call me Kak, then you have to do what I say.
Me: And if you don't, I get to beat you up in the alley.
Me: And ambush you in the bathroom and cut off all your hair if you like the same boy I like.

And this girl sitting next to him was all, "What? What's going on? What?"

HEY I DON'T MAKE THE RULES, OK. THATS JUST THE WAY IT BE.


Yeah, yeah, I'm just horrible. Just so you know, he hit me with a ruler, so he totally deserves the pengencetan. See, we were comparing whether Indonesian or Malaysian teachers hit meaner, and I was like, " A lot of ours make you hold out your hand to get whacked."

MB: But they use two metal rulers.
Me: Our use a wooden meter rule.

I doubted that two metal rulers would hurt as much, because I sort of thought they would just hit against each other and absorb some of the force. You know, like a slapstick. Loud, but harmless.

MB: And they make you hold your hand out.
Me: Yeah. Like this right? *demonstrate*
MB: Yeah. And then they are like . . . *WHACK*
Me: MOTHERFUCKER
MB: Taste of Malaysia.
MB: Selamat menikmati. hahaha

Selamat menikmati? O____O;


But then at starbucks, he was way ahead of me in line, and I got him to order my coffee for me. Unfortunately, our instructor was in line, too.

Inst: No line jumping! I see you there! One letter grade! Down! ONE LETTER!
Me: D:

And then, hilariously:

Inst: In France, when I was a girl, they made us hold our hand out like this . . .

rurounibug ; 11:34 PM|2 replies

July 23rd, 2008

I tell you these things because I think they are really funny.

Today I finally put a folded tenugui in the chin cup of my men because my eyes are perpetually looking out the wrong gap of the mengane (When they aren't behind a bar. I am talent. What?). It seems to be doing the trick--it was a lot more comfortable, less loose, and the big mengane gap was finally where it should be.

But a lot of men hits kind of hurt this practice, so I don't know if I messed something else up by making the men fit higher. ARGH. One hit hurt so bad I lost vision for a second. I told S about it later, and she went OMG, but it wasn't like a concussion lack of vision. I see black when someone hits my kote too hard, too, and that's to the wrist, so maybe I just blink really hard or something and then forget that I did.

Actually, it was *exactly* like one of those kote hits where it goes right through the kote, and it feels like you don't even have one on, except this was to the head. ;___;

Man, do I ever have a headache now. Lucky for me, there's nothing in there to damage.

rurounibug ; 01:00 AM|2 replies

July 23rd, 2008

;___;

Blows to the head were funny last night, but almost twenty four hours later, I still have a headache. It's starting to get kind of annoying.

I wish someone would do my work for me. ;_____; Deadline is tomorrow at eight thirty. How 'bout it?

rurounibug ; 07:46 PM|fine, ignore me

July 25th, 2008

Indonesia, kiss my mongrel ass.

So the week of depressing threads at everLucid (all right, there was only maybe two or three of them, but it's a small board) has been pushed over the edge with the "gay serial killer" post.

Which is pretty much about what it says: Police dug up the grave of a man murdered by his lover (ex-lover?) only to find multiple victims in the grave. Turns out lover-boy is a gay serial-killer.

Conclusion drawn by the media and supported by academics: "same sex attraction is psychologically unhealthy."

Adrius Meeliala, criminologist, you are a fucking idiot. Please get with the twenty-first century. Or at least out of the nineteenth.

I mean, for god's sake.

(And also, any love involving sex isn't "platonis" wtf, you moron, wtf.)


(The rest of depressing post week involves Indonesian hatred for things Indonesian, supporting the psycho social hierarchy, and things a good wife/daughter must do, including accepting being hit by husbands--you know, in order to know you've done wrong so you can better yourself.

This isn't a complaint about the people posting in those topics--because as Indo sites go, eL is reasonably low on the scale of crazy and wtf--but just that these things come up at all. And that we feel they require serious discussion and consideration: "Cons of wife beating: One more time, people. Let's take it from the top."

I mean, these are the sane people.)

rurounibug ; 09:28 PM|2 replies

July 27th, 2008

And then I was like, *fiddle fiddle fiddle* and then it was 2AM.

People are always like, "Jesus, do you ever *work*?", so then I'm all "I AM working."

"On the stuff you're supposed to be working on?"

Well, that's like some kind of trick question or something.

(image big(ish))

If that doesn't work in your layout, because of the text column not having amorphous width or whatever, you can look at it here or on my deviantart..

rurounibug ; 01:51 AM|6 replies

July 27th, 2008

khr meme illustration

Remember a few days ago when I mentioned drawing tentacles? I bet you lot all thought I was kidding, didn't you?

I drew this for khrmeme, but then no one cared ;____; LOVE ME, INTARNETS I WILL APPARENTLY DRAW ANYTHING FOR YOUR ATTENTION!!

(The embed is DevArt. I know. I know. It pains me, too.)

I know the devart embed is ugly and obnoxious, but I figure pbucket would just delete it. But hey, you can sort of click it and get the full-size version. It looks a little less photoshoppy when it's bigger, since the textures/line/shades don't get mushed together as much.

rurounibug ; 04:16 PM|5 replies

July 28th, 2008

but after I thought about it, I'd rather be the talented underachiever

One more week of hell semester. I can't wait to sleep. I barely remember what thats like anymore. I bet it tastes like chocolate.

Because the rest of life tastes like coffee, and I reckon those two flavors would go together.

For Ill class we have to work in hell paint unless we make average a B for all steps of the previous project. And I always barely make it because my thumbnails are always crap, or nonexistant (And then my final version saves me). Who the hell grades down for thumbnails?

Inst: I can't give you a full A because you are late. And because of those thumbnails *shudder*
Me: *there is only one way to handle this*
Me: *tampang memelas mode: ON*
Inst: Well . . . uh . . . okay, B+. You can use free media.
Me: *hahaha*

rurounibug ; 11:02 PM|4 replies

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