Okay

So, I finished a small portion of what I've been creating. Yes, it sucks, and yes it's not an actual show or commercial or anything, and yes anyone could do it. But I figure I could show off this small portion to what I have been creating. I found it's actually easy to animate butterflies, but not people. Cars are somewhat easier too. It sucks. That's it. Several more months left but I am willing to show off what I've got. I think you'll, or hopefully you will, understand a small portion or what this will get to.

Several Days

So it's been nearly two weeks since I started to try and finish this little thing I began to create in college. I am nowhere near done with even the first few seconds of it. It needed to all be redone. Animation is much harder than I thought it would be or even remember it being. But I did go from working three hours on one frame to only 20 minutes after I figured out all the little tricks and such needed in order to speed up the process. I think It might actually take the full five months or so to complete since I only have the basics for five seconds, and I want to try and make it to around 20-30 seconds otherwise it would look like hell, and it wouldn't make any sense.

Work has been calling me in much more lately, so I get maybe a few hours a day on average to work on this project. As a matter of fact, I still write, but not as much I have been. Trying to draw and such is much more fun right now. I forgot how much I like to draw and paint and just create images. Takes me away from what's really bothering me. Totally awesome.

Ah Yes

I went down to get some supplies to do my own oil change for once in a few years. Still can't do it, had to return the plastic ramps because they bowed under the weight of my car. The guy said they should hold up, but I'm alright with that auto part store. At least they don't argue with me about the size of my motor.

Anyways, the project. I forgot how fun it was to use, or rather, try to use the functions I want off my software. It's been several years, but I can give a little peak as to what I have created. Which, by the way, sucks because I created it in a haste to try and remember how to do these things.

Lol, Butterfly. Awesome.

Project

Tried using my other computer for online stuff, doesn't work. Apparently everything is blocked on it, including my e-mail. Keeps telling me that the site is not secure, then it asks me a few times if I am sure I wish to continue. Annoying.

Anyways, working on a new project. I have been creating something on my computer which sucks, but I will be placing it up on here in, well let's say within a year. I am no good at making deadlines because I know I will never complete them. Especially those in which I gain or lose nothing from. I woke up only to find and star it, and now that I have a part of it done, I shall continue on with the work and hopefully force one of my friends to help me. I have, three seconds done. Actually, those three seconds are from what I did over a year ago, and I figure, why not finish it.

I did those three seconds for a college project. It was originally done then, but now, I might as well create a story to it. Seems fun. Until then, or earlier.

Sometimes within the year. I have five months. I will never complete it. Damn. I can still try. Good Night.

Coins

I've been going through all my coins and such and playing with them, only because I wanted to know how much money I have just in case anything happens. Anyways, I found a nickel from 1932. I am excited. I bet it is worth nothing.

I've been going through all my stuff in my room and I have not been able to find what I'm looking for. I'm going to look for a new job or something. I just, I don't mind being trained for assistant and such, even they're exited to train me but I don't like all the new stuff I am going to need to do.

White Wine

White Wine or rather the pink one, lol, is awesome. My favorite wine ever. Found something that I could drink on occasion that I actually like. Also, turns out, it's okay to have a creepy obsession with a cop who I know more about than anyone else that I have met at work, even my coworkers.

Is it weird that I have noticed that most cops out here are blond and white. I'd say about 90% of them are.

I don't know what's going on in life. How can one ask if he wants coffee and he doesn't show up to work when I am ready to ask. I am so unhappy. Yet happy and content. What is there to do?

Anyways. I want to find someone that can care for me. Anyways. I want to find my CD and my MP3, and I want to fix my dresser, one of the drawers broke, and I want to play my bass. I want a man who loves me for me. Is that too much to ask?

Anyways. His name, oh my god, one I could say over and over. Amazingly brilliant.

A little drunk, going to go out and walk around in the dark of night looking for snakes and stuff. Will be adding things to this later on maybe tomorrow, or this morning or something, I don't know. Bye. And hi And stuff.

Update

Still can't find my CD, but I did find the laptop I put the music onto for my MP3 player. I get to listen to my favorite songs. Well, every song I like is my favorite. Depends on the day and what I want to listen to. Now, to find that CD that I hope I didn't leave in my car. in this heat, that would suck. Actually I don't think I ever mentioned losing a CD in any of my posts or anything. Just trying to engage in this whole online thing. Oh, now I need to find my MP3. Yeah, I need to get my things organized, go through all my boxes that are full.

I'm quite certain it is in one of those plastic containers that contains all my paperwork. I  hope so, I loved that CD, and that was the fourth MP3 I've had to buy. I need to learn not to break my stuff.

Book

Well, now that I have reorganized my writings. I moved it all from different notebooks and random papers to one large book that I sewn together myself. Now I just need to get the short stories and such off my smaller laptop and then put them into that book. I've only filled up 95 pages of 500 which is good. Means I have more pages to fill. That and reading those short stories I wrote over the course of time has been helpful. That is because I end up writing something new within that book. I just need to learn to title the writings or something.

I have nothing interested to write here.

Something new

I remember many, many different things.

I was afraid of the police for many years, not because of anything my parents did, or anything I saw or heard on television. In my case, when I was four, almost five, I had a babysitter who's husband was a cop. I would be handcuffed to the closet quite frequently by both, and after a while when they learned my hands were too small for the handcuffs (my hands would just slip right out) they began locking me within the closet.

That's just one of the many babysitters I had when my father called himself a "stay-at-home-dad".

Anyways, I'm not afraid of police anymore. Took several years and a trip to the police station where I got a teddy bear before I saw them differently. I was seven at the time. Now, I see them as people since they're always coming into the place I work. Seriously, most of them are just as annoying as those other freaks, except they actually don't trash the store.

Bassically

Bassically-- I've been a little depressed about everything that has been going on right now. No more school, no boyfriend because I'm afraid of men, my work pay sucks and they cut my hours, I can't find any other job who would pay me enough to be able to get a house. I don't drink or do drugs and everyone I know does this so why hang out with people when I don't want to partake in anything they want to do. Most of my friends are married with children already and I feel like I need something more. We talk, we just don't do anything because we have nothing in common. I have two best friends, one who is not allowed to talk to me because his wife doesn't let him, and one best friend who's too high on meth to listen to my problems or help me out when I need her. Only one friend I have I can actually talk and relate to. I'm at the point of my life where I want something more out of it and I can't get it.

Then today, I learned one of my best workers is thinking about leaving the company and in return I get three of the shittiest employees now. I think I need a break from all this shit that's happening.

Luckily, my friend only sleeps a few hours a day and we're talking about all the shit that's happening in life. Life will get better, it always does.

Wonder

Ever wrote something, as as you reread it, it becomes apparent that the entire text is too much, yet you add more to it because it needs more, not less. I have rewrote this several times and each time, I just add more to it.

I'm currently working on just the introduction, I think. I didn't add in the normal things like breaks in it. I forgot to write where the chapters are actually. I have an idea, just did not do it. Yeah. Anyways, up late, nothing really to do, so. Whatever.

Well now

Either I got a virus doing what most every does online or I clicked something I wasn't suppose to. Anyways, thinking this laptop was broken for sure, I went in search of one of my old ones, which turns out one of them wasn't truly broken. I should have looked into it more carefully. My plug for it, for some reason, is broken and since I have no battery for it, that was why it wouldn't turn on. Should have been the first thing to consider before buying a new one, yes. Anyways, it just turns out that I'm an idiot and not exactly cursed when it comes to technology. Things are looking up for me. I don't know what to do with the other one. Maybe I'll go back to that one and place this one away for later, for stuff, I don't know. I'm excited right now.

Maybe my cell phones and my calculators were not really broken either. Amazing.