South Side of the Sky

TONY STARK WAS ABLE TO BUILD THIS IN A CAVE! FROM A BOX OF SCRAPS!

Here’s a project I just completed for Sabrina Blaze, a local entertainer, for the Pride Parade on Saturday!

Cinderella!

For more shots…  http://kaousuu.net/cosplay/commissions

I finished it in about 15 hours worth of work over the course of about 11 days. PHEW!

I know not everyone really cares, but this is kind of a big thing for me as a member of the 501st Legion.

R2-KT is becoming officially canon as she is animated into The Clone Wars.

To learn more about R2-KT check out the website for her at www.r2kt.com .

For the tl;dr folks, she’s an astromech droid that was created in memory of the Legion founder’s daughter, Katie, who died of brain cancer. The 501st are primarily driven to do all of our charity work because of this little girl, especially anything that has to do with cancer research and especially helping sick kids through Make-A-Wish.

So, Lucas went and canonized her now just as he did the 501st Legion in Episode III.

Just something to remember when you see the pink R2 unit in the movie this summer…Because I think it will probably make me give a standing ovation in the middle of the damn flick.

So my friend Travis and his friends have this thing to come up with abbreviations for events that happen in Indiana Jones films. I’m doing my duty of immortalizing them for him on the interweb, courtesy of Southsideofthesky.net and affiliate Kaousuu.net.

Raiders of the Lost Ark:

AMF: Ark Melts Face

Temple of Doom:

MCSMB: Metal Cage Surmounts Magma Bursts

Last Crusade:

MBTA: Magical Box Transports Aft (Punnily, while on the train in the beginning.)

Kingdom of the Crystal Skull:

RAMCOCK:  Refrigerator, Alien, and Monkeys Can Only Convince Kids

Southsideofthesky.net is now once again the official CHEAP domain that directs you directly to this direct page. Give it about 24hrs or so to propagate. Props!

(as seen on www.principiadiscordia.com/blog)

The internet was created as a network to allow humans to mostly interact with others and share knowledge. Amirite? Much like the cruel open world, we’re all mean here, arrogant, and yet faceless. Why do I leech on for my daily dose of the tubes? Besides some form of ridiculous co-dependence, the internet has allowed me to remember that humanity, even at it’s most amazing and selfless hours are still nothing but a collective of douchebags spreading their douchebaggery abound whilst flaunting their epic douchitude. And I find it amusing.

Do NOT come to me asking for help, posting threads of pity or buttons of Paypal on pages asking for donations to keep your website alive or to keep your bunny alive. Eat your bunny plz, post pictures, grant us thee folk of the internet the horrormirth we desire to continue our lives in a sick, twisted illusion of awesome. I am awesome, because I tell myself this on a daily, as it helps me get through my day with no medication required™!

I don’t tell you about my debt, my marital issues, my financial stress and overall hatred of my current status quo in great detail and outside of general jest, because you’re not listening. I did the Livejournal thing for a while, and all it did was create an abundance of drama I haven’t seen since middle school anytime I posted about something a wee bit wrong in my life…then I remembered I didn’t read my friend’s shit anyway, so why the fuck bother?

I don’t listen; you don’t listen.

I began a brief ritual of ‘Wednesday Rants’ on the ol’ LJ during my Sophomore year in college in an attempts to at least bring some sort of reason into having the damned thing…it didn’t work, and I abandoned it rather quickly, as the answers I either got were my friends of the best variety giving me empty praise or some faggot twisting it into bullshit. Therefore, I felt like I accomplished nothing. I often think of posting on Verwirrung, and feel that in short, it will really only benefit those here anyway if at all, because outside of PD.Com, no one could give a fuck about this site, but perhaps they need to? Maybe? Who knows. I highly doubt anyone here will get anything from this smear on the blog.

I’m not an entirely cold human being, no…but I have my moments. I am close to those I allow to be close, care for them, laugh and cry with them, but my shell is a woman that rarely smiles. This doesn’t mean I’m upset, it means that I just don’t care to unless I have good reason. There was a Daria episode in which the football alum from their high school died because the fucking goal post fell on his head or some shit, and it was pointed out that the reason Daria never smiles is because she ‘thinks’. I often use this as my excuse when I’m asked about my sour countenance. The reaction I get is usually an odd look and a, “But I think too, and I smile, so smile, damnit!” My retort is typically, “Well, maybe you aren’t thinking hard enough?” And leave it at that. I also like leaving my thoughts to myself.

…I also hate my teeth, but that’s another tale entirely.

The internet is my escape from thinking, sometimes WAY too much. It allows me to be creative during work, or gaming, it allows me to sit here and giggle like a motherfucker all day long as I leave this forum tabbed on my browser. The internet is a collective of minds that do the thinking for me, and I like it that way, because it gives my tired brain a break. No doubt others do the same.

So why should I give a fuck about what’s wrong with your life anyway?

GTFO my internet with your piteous throws of fits and excuses as to why you NEED to be accepted or WHY you’re different. We’re faceless, mindless-minds who congregate to feed off of your insolence like sociopath vampires…hiding our identities while we attack you with little or no remorse. If you need a shrink, GO TO A SHRINK, don’t come here, to the internet to find answers because Wikipedia gave you a link or you felt lucky on fucking Google.

Of course, one could always allude the internet is like a gang that you need beating into, which means that you better lay there and get it over and done with quickly to avoid severe injury…rather than putting up a struggle.

Oh fuck it, I really just wrote this to conjugate forms of douchebag. You all may go about your business.

Mostly from the Independence Trail tour in Downtown Providence, but some from Roger Williams Park Zoo, and a commandingly sexy one of me flipping the bird.

http://kaousuu.net/images/providence

Fricken Cookies: Dude…
Fricken Cookies: DUDE.
Fricken Cookies: BATEMAN.
Fricken Cookies: Patrick BATEMAN.
masterjeditrav: hgroejhorijhtihjytj
Fricken Cookies: LOL
Fricken Cookies: Christian Bale is both Batman AND Bateman
masterjeditrav: HAHAHAHA
Fricken Cookies: He’s seriously like the hottest most talented actor ever.
masterjeditrav: wow you don’t have a crush at all
Fricken Cookies: Christian Bale would fucking ANYTHING
Fricken Cookies: Christian Bale > Chuck Norris
masterjeditrav: you just made Chuck Norris hitlist btw
masterjeditrav: he’ll be there within the hour
Fricken Cookies: Whatever, Christian Bale will save me.
Fricken Cookies: Because he’s superior.
Fricken Cookies: And this movie is DLing fast, I could have it by tonight.
Fricken Cookies: Oh man…A Christian Motherfucking Bale Double Feature of Awesome™
masterjeditrav: CMFBDFA
Fricken Cookies: You forgot the ™

Unless it’s devastating.

I broke my left incisor on a piece of leftover pork shoulder. Yup…the porcelain bonded veneer that I’ve had on there since I was 10 sheered off.

I have no idea wtf I’m going to do, I have absolutely no coverage at the moment, despite my begging and pleading for Ben to put me under his insurance at open enrollment. Which…I think may have already passed. If that’s the case, I’m royally fucked. So much for moving or uh…at least paying rent for a while. I know this is going to cost like 5 grand at least to get fixed. Just what I need. More debt I can’t pay. So much for going back to school, that’s gone too, with a fucking piece of burnt pork. Yup.

I’m never smiling again. I’m never wearing a costume again, and I’m never EVER eating pork again.

[15:08] antifreakrules: Galvatron (Tue May 06, 2008 12:52 pm: I would have enjoyed Thrawn bending her over and giving Daala his blue steel, Tarkin-style.
[15:08] Fricken Cookies: LMFAO
[15:10] antifreakrules: I need to live in a fucking bubble for the month of may or some shit.
[15:10] antifreakrules: Srs.
[15:11] Fricken Cookies: Between allergies and rabid-mad Star Wars fans?
[15:11] antifreakrules: Just allergies.
[15:11] Fricken Cookies: Orite, you ARE one of the rabid mad fans.
[15:11] antifreakrules: ya
[15:12] Fricken Cookies: I want to put holes in walls.
[15:12] Fricken Cookies: And dedicate them to Jacen Solo.
[15:12] antifreakrules: omgno
[15:12] antifreakrules: you’ll let the pollen in
[15:12] Fricken Cookies: Just interior drywall.
[15:12] Fricken Cookies: But…I’ll punch a bum instead.
[15:12] antifreakrules: YOULL LET IT IN
[15:12] Fricken Cookies: And dedicate it to Jacen Solo.
[15:12] antifreakrules: Because he has a hole in his head?
[15:13] Fricken Cookies: …Is THAT how it goes out?