thought i'd just give a quick couple of updates.

peek under the cut for pictures from thanksgiving with my little brother, lyrics to a song i wrote and recorded with him for giggles, and how i'm feeling about the semester drawing to a close on the 11th.

onward!

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dear me,

feel free to stop being a complete fuck-up at any time. honestly it's long since gotten beyond being frustrating and discouraging, and has since progressed to sheer panic in regards to our future.

this will not fucking fly. the real world is going to smash you into tiny bits with its pinkie finger and you'll have no one to blame but (me) yourself.

the future of our relationship is looking quite grim, and that will only make things more difficult. it's not easy to function when you don't like yourself, and despite a few bumps in the road, we've gotten along pretty well so far, so it would really suck to start hating you now.

so snap out of whatever it is you're in, even if it's just being you, because this blows, and we're totally fucked already, not to mention if you keep this up.

knock it off.

no love,

me

i started classes the 24th, they're going ok, i was sick from the 24th until...well, my nose is still stuffy. the sickness also got in the way of the concert - for those of you who don't know, i LOVE LOVE LOVE Nine Inch Nails, and Trent Reznor (the guy behind it all...well, he kind of *is* nine inch nails) is retiring. so i won tickets on the radio to see his sold-out last show in chicago, and brought my little brother. it was my brother's first concert, and i've gotten him really into nine inch nails, so it was an exciting bonding experience. except that i'd been sick, and just as the band came out on stage, i got really nauseas (and no, i hadn't been drinking at all) and spent 75% of the show off where i couldn't see the stage (we'd had floor tickets) trying not to puke while my brother rocked out by himself, instead of next to me singing along together and having our special night together. i cried.

but i guess i can't change it. i've been bitching about it more than i think is nice lately, so i'm trying really hard to get over it.....

i also finally found an apartment - a cute 1 bedroom, and i just finished unpacking yesterday. it's nice having a place to live cuz while going to school it's really hard to be living on a couch...between being sick and being homeless, my school year hasn't started off so strong, but it'll get better.

also, my friend mai, who i stayed with while looking for a place, and i have gotten very close over the past couple of weeks. i'm really glad i got to spend time with her even though it was b/c i didn't have a place to live, because she and i had the chance to spend a lot of time hanging out and talking and we connect on so many levels. :)

other than all that, i guess things are fine and everything will be okay. my car's speedometer and gas gauge stopped working, so i'm waiting for my dad to send me the part, which is annoying, but yeah, it could be worse i guess. at least the car runs.

also, i'll be way better about updating in a week, when i get internet at my apartment...as it is now, i have to drive to the school to post shit.......

i love you all :)

first off, i'm officially moving back to minneapolis at the crack of dawn tomorrow (thrusday). i still don't have an apartment, so my dad's coming with me to shop for one and get it before school starts on tuesday. i'm pretty darn stressed about that.

also, i got the new laptop i'm required to have for school, and got all my pictures and music off my old laptop - but for some reason my itunes won't transfer my ratings, play counts, or play lists from my old system, which is quite upsetting to me, seeing as i rated every single one of my 2,600+ songs and have over a dozen play lists....

well, i may just bring my old computer with me and figure it out later.

in other news, something really really awesome happened to me yesterday! i called into the local rock station, and they *actually* picked up the phone. i was answering a trivia game. and i got the answer right! and that meant that yesterday I WON TICKETS TO THE SOLD OUT NIN SHOW!!!!!!!!!!! *happy dance*

it was totally surreal - like one of those things you know must happen sometimes, but just never imagined happening to you...like winning the lotto. like, somebody must win once in a while or there wouldn't be a lotto anymore, but you just never dream it could be you.

i'm so damn excited for this concert, even if it does mean i have to drive back out to chicago right after my first week of class in minneapolis.

i've been struggling to find a u-haul place that isn't booked, so i think i may be stuck just bringing what will fit in my car this time around, and then get a trailer the weekend i come back out for the concert and move my furniture then....

anyway, that's what's up. hope you guys are doing well!!

i love you all!

*hugs*

my god. just when i thought nothing else could possibly go wrong, because it seemed as if everything already had...

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I'm heading back home. We may still work on the project via emails and scans and the occasional strained phone call. I find myself both relieved (for getting the hell out of here and back to friends, family, and people who don't treat me like shit all the time and then get made at me for reacting negatively to the treatment),and also disappointed for not being able to stick it out till the end of the project.

Though, as I said, we may still finish it....from far FAR away from each other. Cuz apparently he thinks this is all my fault just as much as I feel it's his. *rolls eyes*

His dad was really nice about it though. He still payed me for the time I put in and didn't yell at me or anything (this whole thing ended cuz Casey and I argued in the kitchen and when I yelled "fuck you" after bringing up that Casey told me to kill myself, his dad said "that's it, this is over") so yeah. Actually both of his parents are really cool people. I'll be sad to not see them anymore.

Sigh. Oh well. I did the best I could, and I guess that's all you can do.

I'm packing up the car to drive the 5 hours back home. Just thought I'd tell everybody.

*hugs*

so, casey told me yesterday that he was going to condense my story down to finish the script in time. makes sense, especially since the first chapter ended up at about 40 pages. he said he already had an outline for it, but was afraid i'd be a "raging bitch" if he just went ahead and did it, so he was asking me to make my own condensed outline too.

nicest thing he's done for me since i got here. i thanked him, and started on it today. i gave him a call and left a voicemail asking if he wanted to discuss out two outlines and combine them in person or if i should just email mine to him and talk it over on monday. he called back and told me to "cease and desist" and to just draw and that he was just going to do it how he wanted it. when i asked why and wanted to know what made him change his mind and what made him think it was okay to just go ahead and do that he started yelling and telling me i was crazy and overreacting and to just shut up and get back to work. he hung up on me.

i texted him and told him to treat others as he'd like to be treated. he texted me back and was like "i'm just condesnsing it, it'll still be true to your story but i don't want you to screw it up". what a dick! like i could screw up my own story for one thing, and for another thing, and i texted him and asked why he'd asked me to make an outline in the first place. apparently it was just to placate me, so i got mad and told him it was like he thought my opinion didn't matter, he said it didn't so shut up and draw, i got pissed, he called me an unreasonable bitch for *being* pissed, and it was just all around frustrating and painful.

all i'd wanted to do was combine our outlines and make some compromises so we could get through this thing. my shortened version leaves us with 6 chapters instead of 10, and all he'd really have to change is how *long* some of the sequences are. but he wants it down to 4 chapters and actually told me he *does* want to change some things. some i liked and thought were fine and some i didn't, but when i tried to tell him so, he just latched onto the negative, blew it out of proportion, and hung up and said i was uncompromising. which is fucking stupid cuz he wouldn't even let me finish. he does that to me ALL THE TIME. i start a sentence, he takes the first half of it and then throws it waaaaay out into left field and bases his argument on *that*.

oh, and he also told me today that i should put a gun in my mouth. yet he's also telling me i'm unreasonable, and unprofessional. right. yeah. telling your co-worker to kill themselves, or at least maim themselves is totally mature, professional, and not an overreaction to a re-wrtie on an outline at all.

god, what a total dick.

*lights 15th cigarette of the day*

so here i am still drawing this story, trying to finish a 40-page first chapter in a week and a half - started not this past friday but the one before (i have 25 pages of mostly-cleaned-up pencils so far, but i also have to ink and color) and this guy and his dad want me to have this thing DONE by Wednesday. it's fucking absolutely impossible, i don't care if you're jim fucking lee, it can't be done. i don't know what to do.

*flail*

Fuck my life.



(on a completely unrelated note, regina spektor's new album is quite good)

Casey (the guy I'm working on the comic with, and that should set this right up) just told me that he's a big fan of double standards. I said, "You mean being a hypocrite?" and he was like, "Whatever you wanna call it."

GOD that pisses me off. I only have a few things that'll get me riled up *every* time, and hypocrocy is *right* at the top of that list. UGH! Being a hypocrite (and especially being proud of it) is no more than a sign of immaturity, selfishness, ignorance, and an over-inflated ego.

This guy makes me wanna pull my hair out sometimes! Oh, and since I posted about him once on here, now he's always like "are you on livejournal?"

So now he's all pissed that I'm on here, even though i was up and working before he was. Aaaand, I told him I wasn't alone in thinking he was a total dick and read him some of the comments from my last post about him, and he called just about all of you wonderful people who sent me virtual support bitches, idiots, or cunts.

Awesome.

What a fucking chode.

Today we lost both Farrah Fawcett (sp?) and king of pop and child molestation charges, Michael Jackson.

Too strange! Farrah had been battling cancer for 3 years, and was 62 when she died in a hospital this morning.

Michael Jackson suddenly went into cardiac arrest an hour or so ago and was pronounced dead after being at the hospital a while.

So strange that we lost both on the same day! And that all the tributes and such to Farrah stopped and were totally overshadowed by the Michael Jackson story.

Craziness.

follow the cut for rambling rage

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My car keeps overheating, I'm broke, I keep missing my Monday night class, I can't get a hold of my mom to wish her happy birthday, Dominick and I haven't been able to see each other for a few days now due to schedules, and nobody laughed at my Saturday Morning Watchmen post.

Boo, I says. BOO!

Well, all, it's another year.

Check below the cut for my current status, pros and woes, if you're interested...it kind of turned into a rant, even though I didn't mean for it to......

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meme taken from wachey:

1. My username is _____ because ____.

My user name is batfan_sarah because i wanted something simple and batty.

2. My journal is titled ____ because ____.

My journal is titled "Butterflies Swarm Out Of My Mouth" because it's part of a poem i wrote about not having the right words or being the person you want to be sometimes...

3. My subtitle is ____ because ____.

My subtitle is "fluttering uselessly on the ground, like all the things i want to say" because that's the rest of the stanza from the poem the title of my journal is taken from.

4. My friends page is called ____ because ____.

My friends page is called "those people" and "batclan" because i know who those people are (haha) and because we're a dysfunctional but loving little family of bat-nerds. yay.

5. My default userpic is ____ because ____.

My default userpic is "inflatable bat-god of doom" because i love my air-bat-god and he's packed in a box right now and i miss him. *hugs air and wishes it squeaked*

for more on the craziness that is my life, venture below the cut.

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well, i'll start off eith the fun stuff! i took this personality quiz thing (stolen from wachey)

okay, i just had the best cab drive i've ever had, or probably *will* ever have.

story of amazingness under the cut. :P

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okay, so i suck and just randomly remembered that i never finished that silly mpreg comic.

it was strange, and i thought i'd just explain the fact that it was bruce who got knocked up by *seriously* writing "well, it seems (totally comic-rational explaination that probably has something to do with magic) and that's why he's pregnant" and then move on with the story.

but i don't like that.

i'll probably get the urge to continue that strain somewhere down the line, but i really do like that little universe for the most part, and i want to use Mara.

so i have a new idea.

and it involves the fact that clark is an alien, haha.

venture beyond the cut for my crack-addled new idea...

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i will not spoil the movie for anyone, but i wanted to breifly note a few things - promise not to give away any major plot points or to detail any particular scenes.

these are just general observations - but if you don't even want that, then i've protected you...with a cut!



PROS:

-good fight scenes

-very very very funny parts

-great job on venom's look :)

-bruce campbell, omg

-stan lee, omg


CONS:

-some really fucking cheesy parts

-EMO-pete sucking at life for a bit

-james franco can't act

-they had no idea how to end the movie

-EMOEMOEMOEMOEMOEMOEMO!pete (but it was kinda cute......kinda)



.....that is all.

well, guys. it's 4:38 in the morning according to my computer.

and i just finished my paper.

it's rambly, has only a shaky grammatical foundation due to my own exhaustion, and only has a bibliography of more than one source because it was required, even though i had just about all of my material in my head long before i wrote the damn thing. also, i hate Hate HATE bibliographies, and never do them right.

but i'm done, and i'm happy, and i have class in...just under 5 hours. i really don't think i should try to sleep, because missing class is simply the stupidest and worst thing i could do to myself at this point.

but what i am going to do...is post my paper for you all to try to read through. it's at least vaguely interesting (i hope) and i had fun writing it...i just wish i was more awake, because i think i could have done a lot more with it, given the energy. but yes. stuff.

about batman.

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okay, so i've read many of these before, but i stumbled across this one Daily Dinosaur comic today, and OMG.

if you're not familiar, i encourage you to poke around the site.

but as-is, i must at least post this one:



(found here: http://www.qwantz.com/index.pl?comic=745 )

be amazed!

and now, i depart.

EDIT:

okay, i'm weak, and i needed to post some more. cuz they rock.

OMG, these four!
http://www.qwantz.com/index.pl?comic=198

http://www.qwantz.com/index.pl?comic=199

http://www.qwantz.com/index.pl?comic=200

http://www.qwantz.com/index.pl?comic=325

-----more.....
(there's a lot, but they're SO. FUNNY.)

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well...i've been kind of sad about my lack of comments lately....

not that the world should revolve around me, and i certainly shouldn't be too upset given that most people in school are dealing with finals and people at work are....doing that.

but since i have a sickening amount of free time right now, i've been making lots of posts (which makes it hard for people to keep up with, i know) and been getting one or two comments a piece.

i mean, when i make an art post, i always get more, of course. but that just mentally sends me back to high school and middle school when the only reason people would talk to me was to see some drawings....and then they'd forget i existed until they saw me doodling in class again and remembered, "hey, that weird quiet girl draws good and stuff"

buuuuut, that's my own crap, and i know that isnt' what's going on here.

despite that, i can't help that my silly sarah-brain goes there. i'm also not really myself emotionally right now (as you all know), so that's probably part of this too.

obviously i've gotten plenty of support in response to my self-pity fests, so that's always nice...

anyway.

in other news, i'm going to post some music. for shayla, and really anyone else who wants some.

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