I'm thinking that maybe i need a new hobbie, problem is i only really like drawing. Maybe i'll get into books on tape or trying to pick up girls. i still kind of want to go to clown school although a lot of friends are opposed to this. i'm lazy and unlovable but i want to entertain people somehow; people don't like clowns though.

Don't ask me why us grown men like to draw this kind of stuff so much.

I forced my parents to watch "It's a Wonderful Life" yesterday and it was one of those experiences that makes you feel really estranged. I was laughing and pointing wildly, imitating George Bailey and loving every minute of the film, while my folks were snoozing and yawning the whole time. I think i'm an american at heart.

Alright, i'm back to drawing freaks on the bus. They're just too good to pass up, this kid for example was dressed like Oliver Twist! When i showed my mom the drawing later she argued that he must be in a play or something. I prefer thinking that he's an outcast of columbine proportions.

raccoon boy talks about my friend vanessa.

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U.F.C.

this girl was much prettier in real life. it seems lately that the only time i draw people on the bus anymore is when i see a really pretty girl. it makes the whole act of drawing sort of pervy and weird but i'm just not motivated to draw weirdoes as much anymore. and the only thing interesting that's left are the pretty girls, oh well.

jus' procrastinating.

This is for a pitch i'm working on about a pretty cartoon girl that lives in the forest with some dwarves. What'll be really interesting about my film is that i want for it to be a full 90 minute feature as opposed to the standard six minute short we're all so accustomed to.

monsters have all the luck.

here's a drawing i did when i was in grade ten. i remember being pretty pleased with it at the time and now i'm just kind of stoked that when most kids my age were drawing chicks with guns i was drawing devils with huge cocks. anyhow, i was reminded of this drawing when we watched "superbad" last night.

note the motion lines on his weiner!

Here's some weird ones.

I've been thinking a lot lately that i'd like to have more friends that like classic comedy; all that slapstick physical humour stuff really isn't my roomates kind of thing and i'd really like to watch it with someone that apreciates that sort of stuff. So, if you like abbott and costello, the marx brothers, the three stooges or buster keaton and would like to watch it with me, call me on the phone: (604)-254-1334. Also, I've never seen any hitchcock fims and i'm thinking that's a bad thing. I've had vertigo sitting on my desk for several months but dave just won't watch it with me, nor will he watch the pink panther. I know i should just watch them by myself but i'm also just plain lonesome so do call.