ABOUT DAMN TIME.

As you may have guessed from the total lack of actual content to grace my page, I've been rather inactive lately. That's not to say I've been lazy, I have been doing work (=HAL2008's been cracking the whip lately, I'm his graphics bitch now it seems) now and then, but I feel like I've been letting my ideas float into the ether. My [covers tory] excuse is pressure from school and work stopping me from being creative, and sometimes I feel like I've hit a dry patch creatively, truth is, it's the opposite. I'm in a creative flood. Art at school is overwhelming me, fulfilling my art lust and still leaving enough delicious art slushie to give me a brain freeze. The last thing you want to do when you get home after spending several hours drawing a stuffed penguin and a coffee maker is to try and squeeze some more art out of your tortured brain. "WHY NOT POST YOUR SCHOOLWORK?" I hear no one cry! The answer is: it's all shit. I ain't no traditional artist. While my friends were drawing GI Joe knifing crocodiles in their margins I was writing my headings in Baskerville Old Face (A surprisingly good study technique actually, they tell you to use pictures to remember the information, I use the lettering). As a consequence my drawing is... well... we shan't go there. So yes, you probably will have to put up with long periods where all I post is screenshots - AND YOU WILL SUCK IT DOWN.

You will also notice that I don't blog much. This is not entirely true - I'm quite the whore for Web 2.0, just not when it requires effort. You should check out my Tumblr however, as that is regularly updated. It's more a clearinghouse for the cool things I find that you might miss otherwise, rather than tedious pages of wank and self absorbed ramblings as some others are tempted to vomit out. You can also follow me on Twitter if you want to be updated with my bowel movements in real time.

Now. The giant fucking [stolen] borrowed image at the top of this journal. Yes, I gave in to the macfag inside and bought myself a shiny, delicious new aluminum macbook, made all the more affordable by Kevin Rudd and His Fantastic Labor Gubmint giving me half back. Yep, that's right. Half. Chew on that America with your bastardised public education system. So here I am, at my desk typing this on Writeroom listening to iTunes and wishing I was drinking a cappuccino like the stereotypical wanker you imagine. Having said that, I liked coffee before I got a mac, and they don't even have a Starbucks in Perth. For the technically inclined of you, I'd like to take a second to squeal like a little girl and tell you how awesome OSX is. However, since that is seriously fucking asking for a beating I'll refrain. Like any OS, it has it's foibles, however the defining feature is it has waaaaaaay less than vista. The ratio of "That's awesome! Why doesn't windows do that" moments to "WTF, even windows does that" is roughly 20:1. I'm impressed. Having said that, the file sharing is sub par (Having to samba into my windows box to mount it in finder is a bit piss poor). The software has it's issues, but the hardware, now THAT is something to squeal about.

Everything is so damn... purdy.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and cry myself to sleep after realizing what a shameless Apple shill I've become. See you in 6 months when I can next be bothered to update this blog.

Edit: Oh yeah, APPARENTLY dA disallows the <s> tag. So you'll just have to get used to square brackets instead. Cockshiners.
EDIT EDIT: CSS REFRESH BROKE MY JOURNAL. OH GOD SOMEONE FIX IT I AM NOT GOOD WITH COMPUTER

I bought a bike. Well, I wouldn't know really, as before I actually got to "ride" it (I rode it around the street of course), I managed to break it. Well, I say I, but actually it was my brother. Somehow the back derailer support snapped and now it's at the bike shop till Wednesday waiting for the part to come in. So basically I paid a large sum of cash (Second hand, mind you) for a bike that I've seen for about 15 minutes total.



The irony of course is that my brother's bike looks like what Snoop Dog would ride if he could manage to set off with out getting his fur coat and various hookers caught in the chain guide.

Hurgh, it may have been an unavoidable accident, but still, I am suitably annoyed. Should be fucking fantastic when I ride it though, I've been using this laughable K-Mart excuse for a bicycle for 3 years now. It certainly feels good to have gears that actually change when you move the shifters.

It's that time again (precisely what time is unbeknown to me at this point), and I have a new CSS, originally made by ¢mindfuckx and butchered by me.

Not much has been happening, life is just grinding on by. I'm busily working on a design for my CoD4 clan, which should be interesting. Aceflora never went anywhere, which was a shame, but I think my uncle had more important priority, so after about 3 months of not hearing anything, I bailed.



Biggie was right after all.

In other news, I'm still cranking out stuff for Napalm Riot, which is nice, the community seems to appreciate it (even though I don't see them around much). I suppose it's more a tool for motivating me than anything else.

Oh well, I guess that's it for this particular journal, and as always, check out the link to my virb page under my ID to find all the other sites I'm active on.

Metaphorically speaking of course. You may have noticed I've change my avatar, and as much as I love explosions I thought it was about time (I've only had the thing 2 years).

Something a bit simpler this time, I'm trying to bring it in line with the designs for the rest of my blogs and profiles. You may also have noticed my new ID, also created to bring it in line, rather than my hodge-podge of collected crap.

The especially sharp in the crowd may have noticed the "TRUNCATED DESIGNS/CHALKLEY3" (Shortened to TRNCTD, hur hur, it's a pun. Also, the domain for "truncated" was taken ) in the tag line, and that, my friends will be the name of my portfolio/design site that I'll be making some time in the near future.