So I'm leaving to go camping for the weekend in less than three hours. I haven't packed a thing. And it's a thunderstorm outside. It's gonna be one hell of a time. I'm bringing so many sweatshirts.

Never-the-less, alcohol will only make this trip better. Off to buy lots of beer!

I saw Andrew Bird live on Friday night. Holy. Crap. I am in love with him. Sooo in love with him. I mean- just look at this! But picture this video with him in his cute button down shirt & vest. ::swoooon:: Best show I've been to in... ever.

Which was a great start to the rest of my weekend, which I spent up at Portcon! It ended only yesterday and I can't wait for next year. I had a blast. Needless to say, I am very tired, but I had the greatest mini-vacation-getaway weekend.

but tomorrow... I must get back to my daily routine again.
I can't be a slacker forever.

I had a dream last night that I was in this reality show type competition, except it wasn't on tv. It was just this competition I was in with all these other people.

I guess it turned into some kind of race, and I had all this stuff with me, and I had to decided what I absolutely needed to take with me and what needed to be left behind. I don't think it was a nightmare, but for some reason I was terrified by the decision I had to make.

Everything in front of me seemed absolutely necessary, but deep down inside I knew that I could probably leave all of it behind. Luckily I woke up before the dream progressed any further, but I've been thinking about it all day. I have so much crap that I think I really need, when in reality I don't need to keep 90% of it.

Oh the clutter of life! I want to simplify!!!

tomorrow is my 50th 2:15 comic strip! holy cow!!

I was gonna make it super awesome, but then I remembered I'm lazy and work at my day job way too much. So it's just gonna be a normal comic like all the others. Sorry dudes!

Buuuuut, this means I get to make cheap books and start advertising on my site. I made a deal with myself that if I made it to 50 strips and was still going strong, I would start advertising my comic on project wonderful, get my own PW ads on the site, and put together a 30 page booklet of the first 50 strips to hawk off to people. So that's kind of exciting :D

Tune in tomorrow for #50, and if you haven't read any 2:15...

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!

my evil plan to take over downtown Georgetown is well under way. Looks like that space is going to be mine after all. I really didn't think it was going to work out, because let's face it... it's kind of awesome.

I don't want to go into too many details just yet, but if all goes as planned I'll be open at that location by the first of July.

::happy dance::

so I bought tickets the other day for Andrew Bird in June. I'm so pumped! I haven't been to a concert in a while, and the Bank of America Pavilion (despite it's terrible name) is one of my favorite venues!! It feels good to be making enough money to splurge once in a while again.

I've also been wasting a lot of time watching Anime again. It's been a long time since I did that too. But I just got completely sucked into Fullmetal Alchemist (the manga too!) I even bought an art book, lol. It makes me feel all nostalgic, like back in high school when that was basically all I did. It also got me in the mood to start drawing fanart again. So I'm doing that too.

and now, despite feeling like crap, I'm gonna buckle down and make some art. My goals for today:

2:15 #44
2:15 #45 drawn & inked
Apt C3 #27
Finish Fran Fanart
Lust/Gluttony Illos for Stationary
Andrew Bird Portrait

Seeing as it's 80 degrees out, April will be considered the start of summer this year.

A Cafe on the Nile Bartle Bull
China Star Bartle Bull
Blue Like Jazz Donald Miller
Through Painted Deserts Donald Miller
Searching for God Knows What Donald Miller
Jailbird Kurt Vonnegut
Sirens of Titan Kurt Vonnegut
Peony in Love Lisa See
Sunflower and the Secret Fan Lisa See
Neverwhere Neil Gaiman
The Drawing of the Three Steven King
Even Cowgirls Get the Blues Tim Robbins
Skinny Legs and All Tim Robbins
The Many Aspects of Mobile Home Living Martin Clark
The Twelve Kingdoms: The Vast Spread of the Sea Fuyumi Ono
World War Z Max Brooks

How did I come to own all these books without reading a single one of them????
It's gonna be a bookworm summer :D

For someone who hasn't been on an official "date" in almost a year, I'm getting pretty tired of it. Online dating makes no sense to me. I've been at it for months. Every guy (save one) I've emailed has yet to respond. And the one who did quickly stopped communication after a few exchanges.

I don't know. Maybe I'm just as awkward online as I am over the phone. I never know what to say because I've never actually met these people. It's way easier to make small talk/flirt face to face. Emails are way too much pressure. I just can't figure out what I'm doing wrong. It also doesn't help that I've never been in a serious relationship, have no idea how to flirt, and am apparently only attractive to women. (that last statement may be an exaggeration)

It's times like these I think about just saying "The hell with it". But a few days go by and here I am again. The great search for that someone. I know I'm not the only one, but damn. It's so frustrating.

lately I've been feeling a little distant. Or disconnected. From myself.

I feel like I'm angry all the time. Maybe not angry, but easily irritated. I get depressed about silly things like how I look, or the weather, or my non-existent love life. The other day, I cried throughout Mary Poppins. MARY POPPINS! That's not a tear jerker!

Also, whenever I log onto Twitter I get really upset by how many tweets there are. How crazy is that? Like, I'm getting overwhelmed over tweets. That's just sick.

I don't know. This is a weird funk for me.
Unfortunately my parents are taking the brunt of it. I'm kind of glad they're going to Boston for a few days starting tomorrow. They won't be at the end of my short fuse for a while. Whenever I'm out with people it feels good, and I forget about everything that's on my mind. It's nice, but it all goes away once I'm back on my own.

This might be the source of my problems sleeping as well.
Who knows.

I just feel... hollow.

this post is for caitlin.