A Chicken In Every Pot And A Cap In Every Ass

FINALS

spikedaft — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 23:55:52 GMT

are killin me over here!

Wow-- he cheated on me, lol!

spikedaft — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 00:23:28 GMT

I'm not suprised. He didn't have me as fooled as he thought. Pity for him.

In other news, I R back after 49 weeks of non-postage!! Some of my audio work will be appearing in a movie at the 2009 Sundance film festival! Finally some recognition, dammit. I've waited long enough for it. CANDACE I can read your stuff now, LOL!

Back in black, me. And proud of it now that I'm actually making something of myself. I will have a career soon! The reality hasn't set in yet, just the gloating. ;D

OW!

spikedaft — Sun, 20 May 2007 01:51:52 GMT

So I walked into a suitecase earlier and broke my littlest toe. It's sticking out sideways from my foot and resembles a bent purple hushpuppy. Yes, it hurts. I mean, who the hell knew such a little part of one's body can hurt so bad? I must have just taught all the kids on my street a whole new vocabulary consisting mostly of four-letter words.

Seriously, this 'bad luck streak' is turning ridiculous. I think I'm going to avoid people from now on in case I vicariously infect them with my bad luck.

Wait, on second thought...maybe I'll go to Disneyland instead.

PIMPAGE

spikedaft — Tue, 18 Apr 2006 21:11:24 GMT

So me and a few friends have been writing this dumb comic strip for about 7 years or so, give or take. We've finally decided to publish it online to gauge the reaction; we're starting with an LJ but if everyone likes it we'll give it its' own page at MySpace.

Lemme know how ya like it by commenting on the strips themselves. Also, please friend the page if you do dig it. We need more support than Dolly Parton's breasts...

http://nutzcomics.livejournal.com/profile

spikedaft — Sat, 08 Apr 2006 02:47:11 GMT

Young Ones DVDs + Eyeballs = Complete Bliss.

spikedaft — Mon, 03 Apr 2006 21:51:15 GMT

So I saw Constantine the other day. It was okay even though I hate Keanu Reeves. Gabriel was awesome. Was suprised to discover that Peter Stormare, who played the Devil, is also the dude from the VW V-Dub commercials (not to mention like a gazillion films).

So the question now is this: how much more marketable is a car if Satan endorses it?

All I know is I want the new VW.

spikedaft — Mon, 03 Apr 2006 19:33:30 GMT

So I broke down and got the Young Ones DVD.

So yeah. I'm happy.

spikedaft — Thu, 09 Mar 2006 05:21:48 GMT

"We can't leave now! It's Halftime and we all pooped in the tuba!"

spikedaft — Tue, 21 Feb 2006 22:52:21 GMT

Must...have....day off... *shrivels*

spikedaft — Mon, 20 Feb 2006 21:58:02 GMT

My tax return this year = $600+.

Hello, finished half-sleeve.

spikedaft — Sun, 12 Feb 2006 01:37:20 GMT

I seriously, seriously want a ferret.

spikedaft — Sun, 01 Jan 2006 23:20:44 GMT

Happy New Year, all. Hope it will be a great one. New Year's eEve party at Melissa's was awesome.

New paintings up in the gallery, including the monster project I've been working on since Agust. Check 'em out!

http://spikedaft.deviantart.com

spikedaft — Mon, 26 Dec 2005 18:17:41 GMT

Whoo, I got a Wacom digital drawing tablet to use with Photoshop etc. No more stupid mouse drawings!

spikedaft — Fri, 23 Dec 2005 19:41:04 GMT

So I have a question:

I have this how-to-draw manga guide that I need to beta. It was sent to me in a massive PDF and the damn thing is like 500 pages or something like that. My printer's out of ink, and I wouldn't ever print the whole thing out at home anyway. My question is, can I take to to like Kinko's or something and have them print it out? And if so, how do I save it to a disk (or do I save it to a CD since it's so huge)? I'm totally lost here.

spikedaft — Tue, 20 Dec 2005 20:24:43 GMT

Whoo. I have pretty, pretty red roses on my desk and their smell is making me happy. So is the person who gave them to me. :)

It's pretty and overcast today. I want to stay home under a blanket with my poodle and a book. Stupid work.

Stolen from dalisair

spikedaft — Tue, 06 Dec 2005 20:46:13 GMT

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

In February I gave otto_octavius a kidney (1000 points). Last Thursday I farted in an elevator (-6 points). Last Monday I committed genocide... Sorry about that, punkmonkieoi (-5000 points). In May I bought porn for mouschichaton (10 points). Last week I ruled Duluth, Minnesota as a cruel and heartless dictator (-700 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-4696 points). For Christmas I deserve a spanking!

Sincerely,
spikedaft

spikedaft — Sun, 04 Dec 2005 00:12:06 GMT

So I'm gonna be an Aunt.

Lordy.

spikedaft — Tue, 15 Nov 2005 05:40:56 GMT

Just finished HBP. Seriously; life's not afforded me enoughtime to read it till now. So... yeah. Finished.

Huh.

When's the last one come out?

spikedaft — Sun, 13 Nov 2005 06:55:18 GMT

Just bought/saw the new Charlie and Chocolate Factory. Wheee, prettyness abound. I think it was done really well, but I'm a little biased seeing as I heart Tim Burton, Johnny Depp, and Danny Elfman (and when combined I am of the opinion that they cannot do wrong). One part in particular cracked me up...

"Everything in this room is edible. Even I'm edible. But that is called cannibalism, my dear children, and is in fact frowned upon in most societies." -Wonka

Whaaahahahaha!

spikedaft — Wed, 09 Nov 2005 22:36:51 GMT

Drat. I wanna do lots of stuff but I gotta go to work in ten minutes. And by the time I get off work I'm so exhausted that all I can do is sit outside and smoke for a couple hours, at which point it's then time to get ready and leave to go out. Dammit. I need a time-turner or whatever it's called.

spikedaft — Wed, 09 Nov 2005 22:34:39 GMT

Maybe I need to take another look at my medicine dosing. Took my blood pressure today and it was 151/98. I don't know much about that stuff, but I think that neatly fits into the category of a little too high. Then again, so do I most of the time.

And the irony of the top number has not escaped me, either. I knew my drinking would come back to haunt me...tee hee.

Flickr

spikedaft — Tue, 08 Nov 2005 21:42:10 GMT

This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.

spikedaft — Tue, 08 Nov 2005 02:46:13 GMT

A heh-heh. Played a mean joke on a fellow tech today. Put a piece of chocolate fudge muffin in a fecal sample container and put it in the queue to be read under the microscope. Much hilarity ensued, though I am lucky to still own my head.

New tattoo

spikedaft — Sun, 06 Nov 2005 21:26:47 GMT

http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b311/SpikeDaft/58ffaafb.jpg

Got it the day before the funeral; just in time. Now for some reason I feel like I can leave the house again. Wheee.

In Loving Memory

spikedaft — Tue, 01 Nov 2005 06:55:03 GMT

She looked like she was sleeping if you ignored the tube in her mouth and in her nose, and all of the other tubes all over the place. She had just had her hair done, a beautiful shade of copper. This week she and her longtime boyfriend Josh (who took such good care of her and who loved her so much) had planned to announce to the family their engagement to be married. He had bought her a ring. She wasn't wearing it when I was with her; her hands were so swollen. There was a band-aid with little kittens on it on her left wrist where they had tried to put IVs. When I held her hand it was warm, and her skin was soft, and it almost felt like when we held hands when we were kids leading each other around, except for this time her hand was limp.

Steph and I grew up together, as both of our siblings were years older than us and we were basically the same age. She was fourteen months older than me. I met her dad for the first time since I was too little to remember (he lives in Utah). He is so strong. He talked to her nonstop and held her hand, letting her know that she was not alone, that Daddy was there. He told us she was very scared, even though he had told her that it was okay to let go. He said he talked to her about a lot of things. I'm so glad he was there for her.

My mom and Steph's brother Daniel both agreed that she was probably just dreaming, maybe about her life. I wonder if she was. For some reason it was so sad to see... My mom leaned over her and put and hand on her arm and said quietly, "What are you dreaming about, Steph?" For some reason it broke my heart again and again.

Her father, though I'd not seen him since I was a baby, knew I could sing. He said I had a beautiful voice. Stephanie had told him that. He asked if I would like to sing at her memorial and I was so sad to tell him that I couldn't. I know that if I opened my mouth only sobs would come out.

It hurt so much to see her boyfriend Josh with her. I thanked him for taking such good care of her, for loving her, for being with her constantly, for bringing her so much happiness. I remember how she would talk about him. Her eyes would sparkle and she would grin like crazy. He was her first love. His mother had died of diabetes. My heart aches indescribably for him.

They left my sister and I alone with her yesterday evening so that we could say goodbye. Neither of us had broken down until then. But it was okay when we did. I kissed her forehead and held her hand one last time, so that I would never ever forget what that felt like. I won't forget. She was so warm, so soft. I loved her so much. I miss her so much already.

This morning the final decision was made. Her brother Daniel called me. It was so hard for him to get the words out, but he's so strong like his father. Late this afternoon they turned off all the machines, and Stephanie went home. I prayed for a long time. I cry on and off. I wish I had the power to change things, to take away all the hurt from everyone, to take away that horrible disease from her body.

But it's over now. She's gone home; she's not hurting anymore. The wounds that remain, our wounds, will heal with time and rememberance.

Goodbye, Steph. We had some awesome times together. You are so beautiful. I love you, and I'll always remember all the antics we got up to, and when I think of them I'll laugh and probably cry a little, but that's okay. Those of us that remain here in this world will always love you, and we are all made closer by our memories of you.

I will see you again one day.

In Loving Memory:
Stephanie Womack
1982-2005
Beloved cousin and friend.