I Was A Korean Child in 1999.

I finally found the music video for the song of the year back in 1999. That's nine whole years ago.

It still feels fresh.



This used to be the best song ever! Still kind of is.

There's Nowhere That I Really Need to Be

I'm really ready to get back home.

I know it will make my dad sad when I leave, but I don't really know that many people here so most days are just fading into one another. Doing the same things over and over. Watching T.V., sleeping, playing videogames... Maybe sometimes I go to a theme park or the comic book store, but that's really all there is to break up the monotony.

This always seems to happen to me during the last week of being here.

I should probably read or something. I have a book I've been putting off for weeks now. Toru Okada is calling to me.


I can't wait to get back and hang out with my friends, until they leave, and then I leave.

Three more days.

Professor Layton and Your Mother's Semen Stained Sheets

This weekend, and today so far, have been all about the Nintendo DS. I'm obsessed with this little thing.

Yesterday alone I played a ton of Cooking Mama, Lost in Blue, Pokemon Diamond, New Super Mario Brothers, and Trauma Center.

This thing is going to be the start of my fat, pimple assed, geek days. Sitting in the back room at my mom's house playing World of Warcraft. (I certainly hope not.)

But the game that has taken up most of my time has been a little puzzle game called Professor Layton. I grant it the title of the best thing to make me want to kill myself with a sudoku book. It's so good, but some of those puzzles are hella-challenging (hella is the only word I can think of for that freaking rope and coin puzzle.)

I have just completed building a robot dog that I have no idea how to use yet.

I just going to hope playing this game to much doesn't give me an aneurysm.

So long sleep.

This morning I was woken up, along with everyone in the house by a call from Laurie's drunken sister... during my first actual sleep in months.

So, now I'm awake, and sort of pissed off.

I just found a stack of water bottles in the kitchen, I don't remember when that got here. I hope I don't have short term memory loss because I remember everything else that is kitchen, and I'm sure no one went out last night.

I think I'm going to play Street Fighter now...
Cammy has kicked ass since I first played as her... not to mention when she broke that guys neck in the first animated movie. Didn't Kylie Minogue play her in the feature film... who cares... that movie sucked.

I'm going to go Cannon Drill Bison now.

One more thing...

New Face Metal

Today I finally got around to getting my septum done, at a small shop with two chairs, one for tattoos and one for piercings, and the hilarity and awkward sensations ensued.

Waiting

Cleaning

Test One
Test Two
Needles In

Done

There are some odd things you may notice in these pictures. The first one being the testing of the two clamps, which was actually three, the reason is that I have a crooked septum, which I didn't know until today. Secondly, the any look the guy getting the tattoo gives in the first picture, it's secondary, that's why it's second. I think he's afraid of cameras. The last thing is the tool hand off in the last picture, a guys motorcycle broke down near the shop and he asked if the had any tools... that's why.

The tattoo artist likes milkshakes from Dairy Queen. The piercer is his son, he's a grizzled, kind of angry guy... he's hilarious.

I ended up getting a ten dollar discount from them because my dad goes in there to get work done a lot.

Thus ends the photo documentation of my newest piercing.

Childhood Murder Fantasies

There's something mysterious and terrible crawling up from the acrid, squid scented bowels of Japan. Mangaka with a great vision for what the world of surreal terror could really be. Be forewarned, this is not your typical nerd manga that you see the smelly kid with the four hundred pounds of fat and back acne reading in the back of the class. There are no teenage ninjas, magical girls, or giant robots here... these are real artists who truly know how to express their visions.

Tsutsui Tetsuya

Tsutomu Nihei

Takahashi Tsutomu

Taiyo Matsumoto
Shintaro Kago

Junji Ito
Iwaaki Hitoshi
Hideshi Hino
Furuya Usamaru