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written on... Thursday, Jan. 26, 2012 at 5:20 a.m.

So excited for this semester. Cartoons, color theory, and writing for comics... I'm thinking I may hit my stride.

He calls me squalor baby as he leaves for the night. He buys me velvet posters and expects only that I color them up and clean his house while I refine my talents. He hates his job and it's an endless claustrophobic monotony I hope neither of us will have to surrender to for long. I know I'm good but I'm itchin to level up.

Been doing a ton of yoga and meditation, both of which bring to me a lightness and certainty that is enticing. Thoughts and worries wash over me like violent waves crashing against the cliffs.. some of them pull me out to sea. One narrative in particular but I'm starting to see the many plot holes and that the theme isn't quite as rich anymore. Like an old storybook that used to define life... and I've just stepped into Belle's library.

I'm not the fastest or the smartest... but I'm young with energy and tenacity. I can become broody over my short-comings and hoard ideas. But idle hands don't suit me much. I'm bound to stew up something.

Give me a year. I got this.

Upcoming projects include:

- Greenie's Dragonzord
- joey's horror comic (series of short stories to practice style.)

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