jamesriot

Yeah...

So Image shot me down like George Bush and Education spending. What can ya do, right? Solution? I'll just go back to plugging away at the webcomic. I guess I'll start the updates friday or something.

In other news, BR was awesome...as always. Always good times seeing my favorite band in their hometown. Everyone gave me crap about flying 3000 miles for one concert,...
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I just sent a bunch of stuff to Image comics. If any of you have any pull over there, I'd greatly appreciate any help!

Sorry...long time, no update. Been crazy around here with work and whatnot. Then there was that whole no computer thing. All that has been solved...but the BEST part is that I got my COPMIC back up! If any of you fine folks that grace me with your internety presence care to give it a read, Antisocial: The Adventures of James Riot there it is. I'd...
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Well, it's God....he found me.

I figured that eventually, he would. So, really, I'm not all that suprised.

1. My computer cannot be fixed. Not ANYMORE, anyways. The guy who was working on it managed to deep fry my hard drive and I lost EVERYTHING. Including several hundred pieces of artwork, tons of comics I'd just finished for the relaunch of the site, the pictures...
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Myfucking computer's dead. I'm on the one at work real quick to shoot this out. My comp will (hopefully) be back in a few days. This friggin sucks because I have a bunch of artwork I owe some of you lovely ladies that needs to be scanned in so I cans end it to ya.

*grumble grumble* damned computers...

This song's been in my head for a week now. It's by my second most favorite band, The Jam.

"Going Underground"

Some people might say my life is in a rut,
But I'm quite happy with what I got
People might say that I should strive for more,
But I'm so happy I can't see the point.
Somethings happening here today
A show of strength...
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I made Brett Gurewitz' day. He told me so.




Quite frankly, that's the best thing I've ever been told. Life is good.

LOOK! IT's 1:08 am! I'm drunk. Obviously.


Is it bad that I've been compensating for lack of female companionship with more guitar playing than usual?

So I told her to fuck off. The girl from my previous journal entry, that is. She went on some angry tirade about how I'm ugly and that no one else would want me and all that crap. I just smiled and said, "Yeah? Well at least I'm not a bitch." and went home. So, end of that. Thanks for listening, ladies.

In other news,...
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Well, here's a fucking kick in the teeth:


Pretty girls don't normally talk to me (unless they're a few hundred miles away and on-line). Around here, all the pretty girls go for the club-going guidos who act like they're on "Growing Up Gotti" and can't form an intelligent sentence unless zapped with a cattle prod...and even then, the best you can get is "Cat's drink...
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