| Mothers Day |
[11 May 2008|08:20am] |
Happy Mothers Day to all the mums out there.
Mine started on a sad note at just after 3 am at work were one of our long time residents died, expectantly, aftergoing into cadiac failure. We had her husband , children and some grand children through paying their respects. So terrible that it happened to occur on mothers day.
After i got off shift this morning I headed down to the florist for a posey to put beneigth my Mum's memorial rose (which had a lovely big peach coloured bloom on it.) So I had a little cry there in private 'cause i miss her and theres so much i'd love to tell her about. I like to put the flowers down there first so that when my sisters come to pay respects theres already flowers sitting behind the plaque so it doesn't look stark.
Anyway I'm off to bed now. Kyra was dissapointed about not being able to do the morning thing but she understands I'm just too zonked after a shift, plus nobody gets up on a Sunday before nine (except for Chayton who gets up to play the computer in peace) and I'm not waiting up that long.
Wayne and the kids have hatched a plan to make up for it by doing something special for dinner tonight... fortunately i have no reason to be afraid as Wayne is an excellent cook and Ryan's not far behind (you should taste his apple crumble!)
Anyway i'm rambling so Goodnight or whatever. Wishing the best to all the Mothers out there, hope you have a good one and somebody else remembers to clean up after it all.
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| (Crossposted from my khestral41 account.) |
[10 May 2008|12:51am] |
So after going to the Doc about one painful problem that will remain unmentioned and being told that I have a temp of 38.5 (read fever) and gee that explains why all I've wanted to do all week is fall into a coma AND getting through a course of AB's that have rendered me once again human internally as well as externally.... pff pufff puffff...
I have gone back to walking again, this time around the section of the Barwon River within walking distance... beautiful scenic walk by the way if any of you are ever across here I'll take you on a tour. The dogs are enjoying the new course and our council have thoughtfully posted doggy bags and bins along the pathway which deals with the unmentionable inevitables of having dogs.
My little pedometre, which I remembered about and unearthed last week from it's dark little hidy hole in the bottom of my important bits of junk that I can't throw away box, is doing a tour of duty snapped to my waste band keeping count of the number of steps I take, the kilometres I cover and the amount of calories I'm burning based on my weight. Heres the nutty maths I was playing with on my walk this am: each walk is over 6 km long and I burn up about 420 cals. Rounding it down to 400 cals and taking into account that each kilo of fat equals a little under 8000 calories I've calculated that doing this walk 4 times a week over the course of a year burns well over 10 kilo's of fat!
I spent a good chunk of hours today going over the last two chapters of this current season of terinu. I'm finally happy with it. A few scenes need some decent dialogue nutted out but basically the flow and the timing and the logic behind it all seems to work fine now. I'm now confident to go ahead with the story boards. In fact I've already finished some of the scenes already. For anyone thinking that the ending of this arc will bring some resolution for the characters.... BWAAA HAAAA HAAAA!!!!
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| Definition of my daughter.... |
[29 Feb 2008|09:32am] |
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Cute as a button labeled 'Danger: Do Not Press.'
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| Merry Yuletide Everyone. |
[26 Dec 2007|10:10am] |
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As I write this it has just gone 10:00am boxing day and I'm in recovery mode. Hanging for a strong cup of tea actually, just waiting for the kettle to boil.
I worked a shift on Christmas Eve which made Christmas Day a bit of a challenge to tackle. I managed it by taking naps throughout the day. Wayne was an absolute dear. He'd volunteered several weeks ago to cook Christmas lunch, and though I had some evil fun letting him know that I was working and so he'd be at it on his own he still pulled through marvelously on the day.
The house looks like a brothel this morning. But I'm waiting until everyone is up before coordinating the assault on the kitchen and family room. Followed closely by trying to fit all the new belongings into the kids bedrooms with some sembalance of neatness. Not so hard with the boys room as we worked together to clean it out a few weeks ago. rather more problematical with Kyra's room. I still can't figure out how she can be the youngest and the one who has a bedroom to herself and yet seems to have twice as much stuff as her brothers put together?
Santa has been nice to me this year. :) My inlaws got me a voucher to buy some decent sun glasses, (I usually wear 10$ service station sunnies.) My kids presented me with a bottle of Elizabeth Arden's Mediterranaen which apparently they had great fun picking out at the perfume counter at Myers. The one I'm going to have the most fun with is the one Wayne and I picked for each other and that is a ASUS Eee PC 701. I've been wanting something i can write on ever since my pocket PC decided to go on strike. Truth to tell I wanted something different before then. The PPC is handy to carry around but with a small screen and teenie virtual keyboard made it a bit clumsy to use. Laptops are too big and heavy to cart around (I write on the go like everything else i do :) .) But nothing in the market seemed to fit what i wanted. Then when we were in melbourne last I spotted this in the big Myers store. Wayne was impressed... he'd been looking to replace his own work PPC. So we bought each other one. Mine is sitting chanrged up ready to go next to me though I've decided not to touch it until after the house is tidy. (otherwise the house will never to tidy!)
One nasty Christmas present I could well have done without is the ache and pain that has recently developed in my right arm. It evolved to a new level yesterday when i awoke with the feeling of 'coldness' in my arm and tingling in my hand. Repetative Strain injury anyone. GRRRRRR! No more drawing for Pete for the next week or so to give it a rest. (Technically I shouldn"t even be typing this, though I',m doing it left handed.) The hardest part is keeping away from gaming. We recently got Hellgate London and I sooooo want to play. I've limited myself to generating a character and reading the guide. I don't want to risk having this pain stick around permanantly. (Which also means no WoW :(. ) I hope it eases off over the week so that I can ink the next comic page. That and my new computer still being in the throes of installing all the necceassary applications to complete my comic pages means that this Christmas break couldn't have had better timing.
Friends coming around for boxing day lunch. Must go and doing something about the debri littering the warzone outside the computer room door.
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| My first born is now on holidays... i think. |
[13 Dec 2007|12:42pm] |
Ryan appears to have fnished school. I say appears because these last two weeks of his term seems to be the most mixed up pseudo school days I have ever known. Year seven was not required at school for various reasons for three days last week and two days this week although he officially doesn't finish the school year til the 18th. plus he accommpanied Wayne to Val's funeral on Wednesday which is a four hour drive away. Ryan is moaning about having to attend the school assembly on the 18th. I can't blame him... four hours of listening to awards being handed out and the school officials droning on would be enough to turn me catatonic. I told him to consider it practice for future staff meetings when he's in the work force.
He's off today so we went down the art shop to spend the $100 voucher I got for last Christmas that was about to expire. I loaded up with inking pens, paper, 2.0 ml mech pencil plus red lead for sketches plus I replaced my favourite mech. rubber which has graduated to the status of dog chew toy curtesy of Ember. Ryan bought himself some items plus a bunch of art gear for his *girl friend's* christmas prezzie as she is keen on drawing character art as he is making animations. (She's a good kid, fan of my comic --> good taste too. lol.) Wayne and I are thinking of buying a wacom bamboo tablet for Ryan for Christmas as he spends so much time drawing on the puter and I'm too protective of my own tablet to allow him to use it. The bamboo's a lot smaller screen but he doesn't draw the big pics I work on... his area is pixel art and flash/ powerpoint animations.
I've finished all the art for the calendar. YAY! the cover will be a old fav of mine with a redone background effect. Last thing to finish. I'm hoping to start uploading it tonight. i won't be able to advertise it on my website until saturday as I need Wayne to insert the neccessary code onto my page to do so. For the moment I'm going to finish pencilling the next scene between Terinu and the Gene Mage before getting the blues done. Only three pages to go... should get most of it done before I have to pick the two littlest ones from school. I'll work on inking tomorrows update tonight... looking forward to posting this next page as it's a really devious little teaser which was a lot of fun to draw.
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| One of those lists of questions about yourself... |
[27 Nov 2007|05:12pm] |
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Found this on a mate from DA's journal. Did it because I'm sleep deprived.
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| Tell me something I don't know. |
[05 Sep 2007|05:19pm] |
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Nicked from Jeriendhals journal.
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| Truth or Dare. Part 2. |
[29 Aug 2007|10:12am] |
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Next segment of the story.
Once again this contains a big spoiler for the main story, you'll know what i mean when you read it. But it shouldn't detract from the main story because nothing about how things got this way is discussed.
Also keep in mind this is no epic work of fiction. It's me chucking about a silly idea and basically having fun with my characters exploring what they are like during the 'down times' in the action. No real effort has been invested into plotting this as its mainly just one long running scene. This is also fairly raw, straight off the brain cells with a minimal effort in spell and grammatical checking. If I finish it and IF I decide I like it I'll go back and rewrite the really bad bits.
Enjoy.
Note: The biological sensor wrist bands are game quality only: not 100% accurate but good enough to amuse a bunch of tipsy teenagers.
Now back to inking comic pages.
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| Truth or Dare. Part 1 |
[24 Aug 2007|06:42pm] |
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Because i have SOOOO much free time on my hand (NOT!) I've started writing another terinu based fic. I promise this one will not be dark like the previous one but it will, hopefully, be amusing. This one will be a short piece dealing with the younger cast members enjoying a game. This time i have no idea how long this will be or how ong it's going to take me so don't hold your breath waiting for the next installment. Please note that this is set well into the future of the current story line and contains some biggish spoilers about where every body ends up, (though not how they get there.)
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[23 Jul 2007|08:32am] |
I know when I'm completely buggered when I come home from work with a broken tooth knowing I'm going to need a dental appointment and I really couldn't give a four x.
And the good side I am now on holidays!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My muse is going hell for leather and I have at least three projects that I'm dying to work on... including something which seems to be turning into a challenge competition between Kikibug and I (lol)... hell knows if anybody else is going to see it. (If hell freezes over perhaps!)
I've got a back load of art for the calendar i have to colour... I'm aiming to have three more pics complete before i go back to work which is going to be a challenge considering they're upwards of 20 hours a piece to colour. I'll be working like a cattle dog but it'll be work that I love.
I swear i will not be starting another text based story, no sir-ree! 'cept that I've got this scene based on Royce's recent alternate universe fanfic segments that is just dying to crawl out onto paper. Gahhhh... whatever I do it'll be creative.
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| A Matter of Honour. Part 13. (Final) |
[19 Jul 2007|09:10am] |
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Whew! Tis done. I don't think I've ever written anything so fast or so intensely ever before. I'm going to leave off text based stories for a while so I can back to drawing and writing the comic. I'd love to do this again sometime if the muse ever jumps me. This story will probably be posted up on the web site sometime in the future under a warning of course.
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| A Matter of Honour. Part 12. |
[18 Jul 2007|11:55am] |
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In which Terinu says he isn't making a promise but actually does.
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| A Matter of Honour. Part 11 |
[17 Jul 2007|04:48pm] |
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I've posted two updates today so if you've only just logged on please read Part 10 in the previous post first.
Shall i chuck in a warning... why not... Bit icky here. But my version of icky may be different to yours.
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| A Matter of Honour. Part 10. |
[17 Jul 2007|09:36am] |
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*Peta is seeing just how far she can turn the screws.* You'll be happy to know that I've almost completed the story. I'm currently part way through writing the last scene so it'll probably break down into three or four more segments to post. I'm going to be relieved when it's finished. this one has taken up a huge chunk of my time and pushed every other project to on hold. Having said that I've really enjoyed writing this and i hope to get another similarly sized piece done before next Christmas. That's if i can decide which of the side stories swimming around in my skull I will do next, though none of them are developed as this one was. More warnings: Mature content, lots of implied stuff and a fair bit of violence ... you know the drill.
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| A Matter of Honour. Part 9. |
[16 Jul 2007|08:45am] |
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Some rather important bits of information dropped here. I've actually got a few more scenes of this done but some of them are quite short. I hope to post the next two tomorrow.
I should mention a thanks to kikibug who helped me work out something for the story when i was having a mental block. thanks Kiki!
And now to bed as i've just got home from night shift.
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| A Matter of Honour. Part 8. |
[13 Jul 2007|06:50pm] |
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| A Matter of Honour. Part 7. |
[12 Jul 2007|09:07am] |
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Okay, now we're getting to the meat and potatoes of the matter. Brooks is most definately one sick b*stard. This is the bit I got to write during that quiet time on Tuesday, thank heavens. My nerves where on edge during it and i did a whole lot of pacing... lucky the corridor between the bedroom and the computer room is long because it was pouring outside. Pacing and drinking lots of tea seem to be my thing when I'm writing something that is very tense, fast or containing a lot of emotion.
This project is going to slow down until next week, not that I won't post, but the frequency and amounts will drop off a little. I have the kids home with me now and theres a few activities lined up for the last days of the holidays, plus I work this weekend. Real life can be extremely frustrating when my muse is going hell for leather. I hope i can keep the momentum up until next Wednesday which is the next time I will have a little time to myself.
S'pose I should put some kind of warning here for the under age or faint hearted. okay... gets a bit violent here, lots of implied stuff, definately not for kiddies. Rating... wouldn't have a clue... depends on your emotional maturity.
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| A Matter of Honour. Part 6. |
[11 Jul 2007|11:04am] |
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I managed to spend over four hours on this yesterday which is an almost totally unheard of amount of free time for me. The kids were away for the day with their grand parents at Sovereign Hill (A tourist park with an historical mining town theme) and I had the place to meself. I decided to ignore the washing house work... pah... dust will still be there tomorrow... it ain't goin' no where... to bring you the next installment.
Gotta' love their legal system. >o<
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| A Matter of Honour. Part 5. |
[10 Jul 2007|10:26am] |
My hand is actually almost back to normal after that laundary door slamming incident of last week. I'll stick with the comic hiatus anyway as it gives me a bit of breathing space for everything else that's going on here. Plus I'm keen to see this story born. I have a number of hours reserved free today, now that last night's headache is fading, so I hope to get the next scene or two written. I really feel for Leeza in this one. She's being forced to face some horrible possibilities. Of course she knew there was a lot more to Terinu's past. She just choose to ignore the possibility that that maybe sometimes Terinu might have been a willing participant.
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| A Matter of Honour. Part 4. |
[08 Jul 2007|05:13pm] |
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I didn't actually get time to write at work last night. Absolutely craptacular shift filled with mindless audits including one that i got half complete last week and nobody got around to finishing it off... (Pus a note from the Boss lamenting that it was actually suppossed to be completed last week. I can't blame her, she knows we don't have the time to do these mindless audits but she's under pressure from above to get them done.) I wrote these parts on Friday so I thought I'd post them both up. The first scene is rather short so I included the next flash back scene. Okay, this is the start of it guys. This is what I meant when I said that the theme for this one is pretty dark. Life on board the Marauder was definately not 'Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.'
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