The synths that were used in the first doom reboot’s music were made from samples of an actual chainsaw running.

Jokes on you, I just like the tip of my shoe so I took a picture of that

That’s true, I never realized that I’m contradicting myself so that’s my bad. I dunno, I just wish it was easier to have a decent meal, get water, and live comfortably. Life is for living

I just want people to live comfortably and happy. Life is for living, no worrying about where your gonna get your next meal.

Yeah, I understand that. I just wish we didn’t need them in the first place. Like I said previously, we’re all floating on a giant rock in the middle of a giant void. It’s all we got for now. Why can’t we just live together and get along?

I get that we do need some restrictions on personal property. I wanna have a yard that I can do stuff on without someone trying to build a house 2 inches away from my back door or having a random person lay claim to my house.

I get that, but why countries? Why segregate two different people just because they speak a different language? Have a different culture? Sure, some bad apples might want to take advantage if we get rid of countries, but overall, I’d like to travel somewhere else where people do things differently instead of having to do passports, border guards giving me the third degree, and paying and paying and paying. We’re all part of this big rock floating in space. Why do we have to segregate each other?

About a 7. Overall, I’m quite happy right now. Paid off this month’s bills and, for once, I had enough money to buy a new game and a new art book which I’m very happy for. But, work and my freelancing projects have me exhausted. I haven’t done anything significant other than work for a little over two weeks now straight now and I really need a break or help.

Paying for our basic needs to stay alive and countries.

Don’t wanna starve? Gotta pay. Wanna stay hydrated? Gotta pay. Wanna stay out of the cold and sleep soundly? Gotta pay. I mean, it’s not like food doesn’t just grow on trees. It’s not like water falls from the sky. It’s not like a basic home wasn’t being sold be sears in bulk.

And another thing. Countries, properties, states, provinces, etc. People draw an imaginary line that we can’t see and everything in that line is there’s that no one can touch or use. “No! This piece of dirt is mine! I will charge you if you take one speck of my dirt!”

Absolutely insane.

Had some leftover bbq from a smokehouse and also some sushi. Time and energy are stuff I don’t have anymore.

I remember the first time I saw a wampa, I was mentally scarred. The mind of a child was a fragile place

Having the artist eye is a really nice skill to have, I found it adds beauty to everyday life. The way a cloud shape blends into the blue sky, the way a person’s hair flows in the wind as they walk, how a dew covered leaf glimmers in the sun. It adds a layer of happiness to a dreary world.

I love the details on the lips and eyes. Very nice work

I randomly chose it in Mario Kart DS when I was playing with friends. Been with me ever since

Hm, the last major movie I saw was avatar 3 but I can’t watch 3d movies without wondering. First movie that comes to mind is the first gladiator movie. I can see why everyone liked it

I’m a production artist so now I can’t really watch a movie or play a video game or see a billboard or something without wondering how they did a certain thing or if I see a small continuity error or something wasn’t masked out properly. It doesn’t detract from the experience, in fact it adds to it. When I see something that amazes me, I think of how I can recreate that by developing new techniques or using a piece of software I’ve never used before. And, I take a mental note of how a story affected me and what part really affected me and I use that as a reference for my own things to reproduce that genuine feeling I have of wonder, excitement, sadness, or fear.

And, as an artist working in the industry, when I see stuff that other budding artists have done sure I can spot things that could be improved. But, I understand where they’re coming from. I’ve heard a quote that I took to heart “Never criticize, always encourage.” And, so that’s what I try to do.

I finally got paid for a big job I did and now my new computer that I’ve been looking at for the past year is on its way to me. And, I have enough to get some Asian food for dinner which I like.

I still remember when I became conscious, so to speak. I was 3 years old and I was sitting on a couch in my parents living room. My mom and dad were sitting on a couch opposite to me and also watching tv. It was night and the only light was from the tv. I specifically remember the room was bare since my mom and dad just moved in but my I can see my toy box underneath the big window on the opposite side of the room from me. It was a large blue bucket. Past that, I can’t remember a whole lot other than images.

What’s with this corny post?

They can’t understand what you’re saying