Saturday, February 13, 2010

EMBARRASSING! - The only word for the Vancouver Olympic 2010 opening ceremony. There were technical errors, and for the most part it looked very unrehearsed and cheap. I doubt that Vancouverites are going to be too pleased on how the budget was spent for that part of the winter games.

And what the heck was with Wayne Gretzky! I was quite disturbed when the poor old guy was waving from a truck, in the pouring rain, for five minutes, with the Olympic torch. And to make it worse, meanwhile the people inside the Arena were told to stay in their seats.

Sigh. I don't usually drink, but with this embarrassment, I had a shot of Vodka.

At least the aboriginal people got a part in the games - if there is anything to shed light on for the Olympics, it's that.
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On a completely different note, I tried matcha tea today. I must say, it's not my thing. I made my nauseous,which was not worth all of the anti-oxidants.


And now for today's very quickly drawn sketch (gotta get to bed soon U_U")

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Day two of my daily blog.

I saw a guy running with the Olympic torch today. For all the cheering and carrying on, it was a bit anticlimactic. That's not to say that I didn't enjoy myself. It was nice to see something out of the ordinary, although the image will probably be out of mind in a week.

I lost a lot of fake money in online poker last night. I couldn't sleep and played until 3am. I slept until 10:45am - just in time to get ready for work. I'll get it back though. I'll win a tournament or two and get all of my fake money back.

*cough*

BUT I'LL STUDY BEFORE I PLAY POKER!

*cough*

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And now for today's sketch!

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

New rule for this blog.

I am now going to write daily.

It's cool looking back at my life from months and years past, but perhaps I should give my future self a glimpse of the past from every day of my life.

To make this blog a bit more interesting, I'm also going to sketch a picture to go with each day. The sketches may be pretty lame, but at least I'll be able to see my art develop (or shrivel into a pile of stick men and squiggly lines).

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So, lets start for today.


Today I worked as usual, almost finished a sudoku, and had a lovely pot of earl grey tea and biscuits with my father.

I wore one of my new shirts, but it unfortunately had to be covered up by my Olympic work uniform (An ugly, yet really comfy fleece jacket, which strangely enough has nothing Olympic about it).

I'm gonna hem my new pants tomorrow. I've been jean deprived for too long, and it's going to be good to dress like my own age again. I've been dressing like a 50 year-old
for two years now -

*EPIPHANY*

So, That's why I'm single! (besides the obvious weight problem, pestulant personality, and the inferiority complex that goes with both of those traits.)

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Changing the subject: without further ado, TODAY'S SKETCH!

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

So, I got an A- on the first assignment of my course. I submitted the second a couple of days ago and it will hopefully get a better mark. I sure worked on it long enough. Apparently my grammar sucks on formal papers though. The first page was completely marked up once my dad was through with looking at it. However, my grammar got better as the paper went on - or he just got bored of reading it.

The Olympics are coming in a few days. I'm excited because Vancouver has become the centre of attention for the world, perhaps in the nick of time. Perhaps the world can see that a lot of the propaganda of "Beautiful British Columbia" is just a load of BS. Homelessness, drugs, and corruption - all hidden by a big white tent of Olympic festivities and two weeks of over-expensive fun for elitist pricks unable to recognize poverty if it walked out in front of them. (But the impoverished won't show up - they are supposed to stay inside a couple of makeshift buildings until the games are over).

No one should be protesting now though - we can be sour, but we can't protest. The money is already spent and we can't do a thing about it.

To make it worse - I have to wear patent leather high heeled gogo boots to work during the Olympics.

GOGO BOOTS! - that's all I have to say about that.