My wife is probably going to divorce me. . . I'm buying a camera that costs more than my computer, and I'm not telling her until after it gets here. (Just like I did with the computer) Shit maybe this year I'll (OFFICIALLY) start my consulting gig I keep talking about and just write it off. What the fuck does that mean? Write it off. The mechanics of real life are so foreign to me. I'm a fuckin teenage thirtysomething who married the smart girl in class who could do math and understands the language of mortages.
My daughter had an entire conversation with our cat today. It was the sweetest thing I've ever heard. She strolls into the bedroom where our Kai (the white one) was sleeping and this is what I heard.
"Hi Kai.
What are you doing?
Get Up.
Wets go dis way.
Come on, wets go."
She's almost 2 and she's dishing out salutations, questions and commands like a pro.
I caught her running around with the toilet plunger, so I take it away and tell her that we don't play with that because it's for the potty. . . Being the genius she is, she looks at it and says "Poop Stick" FUCKING GENIUS!
I think I just took enough caffeine to kill me. 600mg. Not that I have any reason to stay up late like homework or anything like that. Just felt like wasting a night in front of a screen (like 8 hours a day aren't enough) Maybe I'll fuck with Photoshop for a bit. Gonna try and build some sites for trade. My daddy has a neon sign he wants fixed and I know a guy who does neon but his site looks like crap.
I go in on Tuesday to see my sleeve design. If it's a go I'll probably start this week. (Haven't told my wife about the tattoo either) The whole thing is to be based on the book Atlas Shrugged and designed in an Art Deco style. I'll put shots up once I get it started.
My daughter had an entire conversation with our cat today. It was the sweetest thing I've ever heard. She strolls into the bedroom where our Kai (the white one) was sleeping and this is what I heard.
"Hi Kai.
What are you doing?
Get Up.
Wets go dis way.
Come on, wets go."
She's almost 2 and she's dishing out salutations, questions and commands like a pro.
I caught her running around with the toilet plunger, so I take it away and tell her that we don't play with that because it's for the potty. . . Being the genius she is, she looks at it and says "Poop Stick" FUCKING GENIUS!
I think I just took enough caffeine to kill me. 600mg. Not that I have any reason to stay up late like homework or anything like that. Just felt like wasting a night in front of a screen (like 8 hours a day aren't enough) Maybe I'll fuck with Photoshop for a bit. Gonna try and build some sites for trade. My daddy has a neon sign he wants fixed and I know a guy who does neon but his site looks like crap.
I go in on Tuesday to see my sleeve design. If it's a go I'll probably start this week. (Haven't told my wife about the tattoo either) The whole thing is to be based on the book Atlas Shrugged and designed in an Art Deco style. I'll put shots up once I get it started.
ladythistle:
Eek! I was at the ER at the same time as you. Funny. I didn't die. Hope you didn't. GL with the new (old now) camera.
sureality:
So I noticed you dug the last bailey set! If you are interested you can read about behind the scenes info in my Oct. 31st journal entry. So did you notice the burning car? Most people mised it. Its our fun little "plant".