Man, giraffes are weird to draw. They're like trannie animals, with their big mascarra eyes and giant botox lips.

I have artists block again. Everything I draw comes out misproportionate and stupid. I can't even draw loopy cartoony right now, and usually that's the style I can count on.
This is very discouraging.

SO I'M WATCHING V RIGHT NOW AND IT'S TOTALLY AWESOME.
I didn't even know it was on tonight until a few hours ago. And I knew mostly diddly about it, except that it was aliens and scifi and that's fine by me. But then I start watching and it's JULIET! WASH! INARA!
I am nerdgasming all over the place right now.

So a week and a bit ago I went down to the studio I hope to work for, after hearing that they're looking for storyboard artists. I got the test, got a lot of 'hey, what's up' from old coworkers, and then shit got crazy busy with the convention, Thanksgiving and getting a new roommate.
Did I mention that? I have a new roommate now. Friend from Toronto who's going to be living here for the forseeable future, helping me out with the rent until she can get on her feet and see where she's at.
Anyway, so shit got busy and I only managed to start it over the weekend. I pretty much worked my ass off for three days straight trying to finish it. I hadn't been given a due date, but I wanted to get it done sooner rather than later. Spent all day yesterday, from when I woke up to when I passed out at 1am with my wrist throbbing from the effort, finishing it to send it in. I was so proud.
Then I got an email back today saying that they had already chosen someone.
I'm almost too jaded with my luck to be disappointed, or even surprised. The only thing I really feel is annoyance that I put it all that work and really hurt myself only for it to be for naught. I would rather be told that it sucked, then 'well we liked it, but we've already hired someone'
Still, with my track recored, I practically expected it.
I'm never going to work in animation again, am I.

OH HEY LOOK, UPDATIN'

So the new in my life is this: roommate. I've got one. In my one-bedroom apartment.
She's a girl I know from the Internet, of all places, that I've known for a bit a now. I stayed at her place during the spring for Anime North for some Toronto adventures, and now the tables have turned. Only there's nothing she's up here for, and she's not going back home.
More or less, she needed a place to get away, and I needed a way to save money. So it worked out for the both of us. She moved in on Thursday and we're now looking around to find furniture for her clothes and stuff, and eventually a bed 'cause right now we're sharing. It's working out pretty well so far, though it's only been two days so that's hard to judge. Once she gets a job, we'll see how things go. She's trying to get in with the Shoppe with us, but I don't know if Bossman really wants another young'un in the store. I might be able to convince him for a Christmas season hiring, but I think I will have more luck convincing her to hand out her resume other places.
AND THAT'S THE UPDATE. Not much else going on. Trying to do a storyboard test, but maybe I'm rusty from not working for a year, maybe I'm stressed, but every time I start working on it, I only get a bit done before panicking that it's not good and there's no point even trying. I know it's bull and I'm still working but, yeah, it's a problem.

So you've all heard of Epic Mickey, yes? Yes. Good. I may have mentioned it here before.
If you haven't, quickie rundown: It's set in a dystopian, steampunkish world where the forgotten characters of the old Disney cartoons and themepark rides live in jealously of all the successful Disney franchises.
It's ruled by this guy:

Oswald the Lucky Rabbit, AKA Walt's first creation before Mickey. Jealous that Mickey grew to get all the fame and fortune, Oswald releases the Phantom Blot into Mickey's world to destroy all the colour and art. Mickey has to use a paintbrush, ink and paint thinner to restore his world to normal and get to Oswald to stop this madness.
Interesting plot for a Disney game, and even moreso when the art looks like this

And then I manage to fool around, get my drawing game back on, and be in a pretty good mood. All because I took little ol' Oswald up there, with some influences from the concept art right there, and made this:


And managed to create a monster

With tomfoolery, I've managed to spearhead the mementic mutation of Oswald the Rabbit from 'jealous rival' to 'obscurity has driven him Joker levels of insane'. Instead of controlling the ink, Oswald's become possessed by the ink and part of the ink - like a weird, rabbit Venom. He's later evolved to be able to control people with the ink, like a virus, and is spreading to take over everything, all while laughing hysterically and cursing Walt for abandonning him.

I'm now going to be horribly disappointed with the actual game, since there's no way Oswald is going to be like this. Well, okay, the game is still going to be completely kickass, but now anything Oswald does will be smalltime compared to the horror imagined so early on.

Working on the comic side of the Shoppe, I always see one old coworker a week, it seems. Today came in a guy who's name I can't recall, but I recognized. Still, not recognizing him enough to know his name, I just kept with the usual customer service rhetoric, until he looked at me and asked 'Hey, didn't you used to work for Mercury?' I reply with a 'yep' and he asks why I'm not back there now. I give him a look and tell him that I've been asking them that for months - I'd been emailing them since the winter about work, and they told me to wait until next winter.
He looked confused and then just sorta mumbled 'well, I guess yeah we only have the one show right now'

Oh animation, why can't you just leave me to wallow in my sorrow and dejection.

In other news, I'm going to go see Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs tomorrow. It looks FANTASTIC, so I'm super excited.
And I laughed at Ted's Shellfish joke. I don't know what that means for me :/

I need to get me a Glee icon, because I heart it so. Although Comedian hearts are an good enough subsitute.
Oh, this week's episode was golden. I'm incredibly disappointed that we didn't get a full song, but Kurt's dance at the begining made it so very forgivable.
Oh Kurt. I want to bundle you up and carry you around in a little handbag.

Next week Cheno is on and I think I just might die. <3

Goddamn, last night's episode of HIMYM was golden. Golden. I laughed, I didn't cry, I laughed some more. I'd missed this show SO MUCH and I'm so happy it's back, because it's the best thing ever. Oh, why did it have to be on Mondays at 8, though. This hampers dearly with my Beer and Boardgames night. :<
Not that I've been able to attend B&BG night lately because of work, but it still increases the guilt.
But again OMGAWESOME. This show has done the best shark avoiding ever - the Barney/Robin thing could've ruined it, but they're playing it perfectly in character. I can't wait for season 4 DVD so I can watch the whole thing in a giant marathon again. :D

Also, I'm thinking of trying out Roller Derby - the arena is pretty close to where I live and (despite my poor attempt at skating this year) I wanna try to relearn my childhood awesome skating skills. Once I have money I'm going to at least give it a try. Will have to find some people to drag along for public skating.

My mum sent me this email this morning:

Hi my love,
Do you realize that you should put nothing on the internet that you wouldn't put on the front page of a newspaper for everyone to see? You do not put anything in writing that could even remotely be used against you later in life in anyway or form. If you want to journal, journal in a private book, not on the internet where anyone can access it somehow.

I love you lots.
Mum


I wonder if this is just one of mum's random 'Words of advice you already know' emails, which she sends often, or if it's something more... sinister.





Hi mom!

I always wonder how the word of my sexuality passes along my peers, when I don't mention it to people and find out that they already know. Do people introduce me with that? "Oh yeah, that's Ama, she draws funny shit, likes Batman, and fucks women."
Not really a complaint, but always something that pops in my head whenever I'm in a conversation with someone I'm certain I've never told I was gay, and they're the ones to bring it up first.

Also, WTF Patrick Swayze is dead. This is freaking me out man. Who's next.

YYEEEAUGH my feet hurt. I've been wearing the same shoes for 5 years now and they are nearly non-exsitent by now. But with my strange, square feet I utterly HATE shoe shopping, so I've been putting it off for a while now. But today I tried walking home from the Shoppe, and my feet feel like they've fallen apart. I guess tomorrow I'm going to have to go shoe shopping.
On the Shoppe, they've hired me back, which is yay! Considering the news for animation for the rest of the year isn't entirely optimistic, it's good news for me. I've had to promise to work even once animation starts back up, which'll be interesting but that'll be a bridge to cross when it's come to. I've never been one to think super far ahead.
Otherwise, I'm broke. Dead broke. I'm trying to figure out exactly how to work comissions and try to get some extra money in. Although, it would probably help if I did something like not buy IKEA funiture - I just bought a TV stand yesterday that put me back 200, but now I have an awesome stand, that actually helps my TV look bigger!, and having managed to put it together all by myself, I'm feeling pretty good about it. Managed some tough callouses on my hands, but a good feeling of acomplishment.
OH MAN, ICE CREAM COMMERCIAL, SO HUNGRY RIGHT NOW

I'm still in a bit of an art depression funk, but I'm hoping to pull out of that by the end of the week, when the apartment is schway super clean.

So, I'm still jobhunting.
I had an interview on Thursday, but it was my first, professional interview and I went in blind and fell on my ass. Since all I've been hired for is 'here are my drawings' or 'just give me this min. wage job', interviews have been pretty much show up and I'm hired. But this one was talking about myself, about the company, about a lot of things and I totally blew it. But at least I came away knowing what to expect.
A friend who used to work for the Shoppe but now, coincidentally, works in the building my caf job's in, let me know of some job information his Storyboard Artist friend came across. Turns out, it was just Mercury's hiring information, which I had already noted in July and asked them about, to be told that the 'Start date: Immediately' was wrong and that they intended to hire in the mid winter. But then seeing the job posting posted again last week, again saying 'starting now' made me worried and upset. A friend at the studio told me that as far as he knew, it was still a Feb start date, but I'm still starting to feel more and more burned by the place. This is like an abusive relationship, where I know I'll only get hurt, but I'm still begging to go back.

I've also got a shot at doing charicatures for partys/fairs/whatever else for an entertainment company, but that's hardly steady work. Still, I'm working on cranking some stuff out so I have a decent portfolio to show them by Monday and maybe at least get some side gigs for extra cash.

Went to see District 9 today with my sis. We have almost identical taste in movies, other than my soft spot for enjoying terrible films as hilarious, so we both came out with pretty much the same reaction: huh.
It was... kinda what I had expected, but not. Firstly, I didn't realize it would be so gorey. Secondly, I didn't realize that it would make everyone so damn unlikable. Obviously, the humans suck. The humans are terrible. But the aliens don't exactly do much to redeem themselves either - they're just as violent, animalistic and disgusting as the slumdogs and military taking advantage of them.
I didn't like how they left everything unexplained too. Why certain things were important, why stuff was the way stuff was, things like that. There's little exposition - it's like waking from a coma and watching this documentary on TV without any prior explanation.

It was good. It's a good movie to watch. But I didn't enjoy it. It's a very harsh, tense and violent film.

On an RL note, my Pepere - grandfather on my mum's side - passed away last night. He'd been fighting lymph cancer for about four years now and it finally took him. Some of my best childhood memories are from going up north and going fishing with him, or riding on the fourwheeler.
I'm very much going to miss him. This is just one more straw on 2009 being a very shitty year.

And so, the 1 week Jade update!
Had I been updating every day, the updates probably would've looked something like this:
OMG YAY DOGGIE
Doggie stop crying you have so much stuff in your pen and I have to sleep, you can't come onto the bed until you and the cat are used to each other.
YAY WALKS
Doggie stop snapping at the cat.
Dog, stop chasing the cat.
Bad dog.
OH HAVE I MADE A MISTAKE.
Fuck this, I'm no quitter.
YAY DOGGIE, DAMMIT, YAY.

Jade's integration into the home has been mostly successful, she's completely attached to me, listens well on walks and after one or two snappish encounters in the elevator, now sits nicely in the elevator and is mostly good with all the strangers in it.
I got really worried for a bit about Kenobi, who are first was super curious about just what the fuck Jade was and then when Jade started snapping and growling at her, is now just freaked out by the dog. I've been spraying Jade with water and scolding her whenever she does it, and now, like a good fast learner, Jade just looks sulky when the cat walks by. Kenobi had been sick for a bit first, which I thought was due to the stress, but then I found out Kenobi kept eating Jade's food and that was the reason she was throwing up, a problem now solved. She's also nervous about being on the floor whenever Jade's around, and spends most of her time walking around the edges of the couches and furniture.
The couches have also been claimed, green by Kenobi and red by Jade. They're both sitting on them now, Jade gnawing on her bone and Kenobi staring at her.
For a few nights, I was worried I might've made a mistake, that maybe I should've gotten a puppy especially with the bonding with Kenobi and training. But other than slight seperation anxiety, which I'm putting in the effort to eventually cure her of, Jade's a great dog. Stubborn, but great. For the most part, her personality reminds me of my folk's dog, Teddy: stubborn, but obedient. And she's cute as a button and every single person we've met has cooed over her - including two very high girls last night who thought she was a Boxer puppy. We also met the other Boston who lives in the building, who must be mixed with something else because he's easily 30-40 pounds, and I ended up talking dogs with the couple for about twenty minutes.
I'm a dog owner now, and I'm in deep. Hopefully in a few months Jade and Kenobi will be good enough with each other that they can sleep in the same bed, and I'm comfortable leaving them alone together.

I'm sleepy - I think I'm going to go make a cuppa tea.

I have a doooooooog.
Stayed over at Chris and Steph's last night so that they could drive me this morning and we watched Coraline and it was awesome. Then this morning we all woke up nice and easy and grabbed coffee and headed on down the road. It was raining, but not badly. Got to the breeder's, had a chat on all the important information I needed to know, and then little Jade was handed over to me. She was spayed on Wednesday, and is still a bit shy cause of it and has some stitches, and it took a bit for her to warm to me. I seem to have a thing for clingy but otherwise antisocial pets. She eventually quieted down and follows me around all over the apartment now. She went for a short walk with me too and was pretty good.
Her and Kenobi are... tentative. She mostly ignores Kenobi and kitty doesn't seem to know what to think of this other animal in her home. I managed to get them to both sleep on the bed with me and thought they were good, but then they had a little fight over Jade's knucklebone. They're not chasing each other at least, but Kenobi gets all bristley if Jade's too close. They just gotta get used to each other, I hope.
So I now have a doggie!

I got to go to a carnivale today! It was fun! We couldn't afford the big ticket package, which invluded the circus/freak-show, but what we did see and do was still fun enough. It was a pretty great time, which was only marred by my friend's utterly shitty, douchbaggy boyfriend who has to be one of the dumbest, worst people in the world. And the worst part is that even though she knows how much we all HATE him, she still brings him along, or will ditch us for him. So he easily brought the evening down from the awesome it could've been.
I've told her that I don't want to hang out with her until she breaks up with him because he's so damaging, but I know that I'll eventually crack and still be her friend while rolling my eyes.
God, I don't want to do this any more. I'm sick of my friend's relationships ruining our friendship. I hate hanging out with my friends while they're with their boyfriends, and either being the third wheel or pushing the boyfriend to being the third wheel because my friend and I are doing friend shit. And then he gets all pissy and grumpy, they fight, and I either have to patch it up or sit around and wait for it to patch up. Although, since he got left with Douchebag Extraordinaire, his mood can be excused slightly.

Also, work really sucks. I hope I find something better real soon.

So I have a joooooob.
It's not a fantastic job. It's a cafeteria job in a bank headquarters, and it'll pay just slightly more than what I'm making on EI right now, but hey, it's a job. It's something steady to plan my day around and keep my feet on the ground. And right now, that's what I really need.
Also got a new couch, along with the new-ish bookshelf, folks bought me a bunch of groceries and I've got the party on Friday. I think things are looking up.

An Apple store has opened up in the Rideau Center as of Saturday. I'm totally going sometime this week to draw all the hipsters.
Today's the last day of Bluesfest and I'm so happy. Yes, working there has been fun - good for me too, I think it's really helped with the out-of-work blues for a bit, being able to jump up and run around and be busy for a while. I'm looking forward to being able to laze around tomorrow, beef up my portfolio and draw hipsters.

So last night was AWESOME.
Firstly I had gotten cable installed, so I now have a shiny ugly digital box and the Food Network. Which is on right now. Oh, this is like porn to me.
I was feeling really sick for most of yesterday too, despite trying to eat enough food to sustain me. I passed out halfway through the way and was woken up just in time to get ready to head to work. I didn't want to, but ho boy am I glad I did.
It was a bit chilly outside, espec for July, and that was just perfect to make inside the tent not totally boiling hot. And we were busy, which made the day go by really fast. Then we stopped being busy and as we were closing up, bossman decided I could leave, with there still being half an hour left to Our Lady Peace's set.
So off I run to enjoy an awesome show, and managed to weave my way pretty deep into the crowd too. It was so awesome.
Getting home was HELL, but it was so awesome :D

On a side note, I'm getting more and more annoyed with a certain friend of mine. It's bad enough that she's a frustrating dunderhead, but now I'm hearing more of her mistreating her dog as well. And she never returns my calls/texts anymore either. If she's not at work today, and I'll bet a hundred that she won't be, I'll probably be subjected to listening to other people complain about her more. I'm getting incredibly sick of it. Sick enough that I might terminate the friendship entirely. It feels I'm the only one putting any effort in to keeping it going anyway.