I sit on so much work in varying stages of completion. From unfinished sketches to lined work to flat colors, and I never end up sharing any of it because I never consider it truly completed. However, lacking time or focus to actually complete aforementioned works, they'll never be seen unless I suck it up and binge and upload, so I spent this morning getting things exported in their present states and will engage in uploading them in chunks as I can. Prepare for lots of bird.

The title is a little bit misleading because I'm still scheduling tweets and commenting here and there, but my aim is to stop paying as much attention to the platform in a passive-consumption way which was proving to be a bit unhealthy under the circumstances we all find ourselves in currently.

That said, I'm trying to upload some art here which I had previously only dumped on Twitter out of ease. I'm kinda hoping to get back in the groove with producing new art (or at least finishing old sketches) - My focus on drawing sort of tanked when quarantine hit because it stopped being my escape/reprieve after the work day (my office is now my home, and it's hard to escape from work brain when your home is where you work). I've kinda been filling in a lot of time with video games, even started streaming a little bit (but I'm no dedicated streamer, it's just an ancillary thing to do in addition to the gaming I'm already doing).

Anyway, certainly hope everyone is doing alright in these weird and kinda crappy times. And to anyone else who finds themselves getting a little too hopped up on the rage-of-the-moment reinforced by social media echo chambers, I encourage you to take a break. I almost completely nixed it from my life for close to 2 months and it helped a lot - I'm in the weird in-between phase of trying to test my boundaries regarding how much I can really safely reintegrate it into my life without allowing angry narratives to overwhelm my brain space.

Oh, also added my Telegram handle up on here too should anyone care to chat or exchange art ideas or whatever. :)

I hate batch uploading, especially because I quickly lose respect for doodles after they're as done as I feel like taking them, but bah, uploaded a bunch of random stuff that felt okay enough to share. In a perfect world, I'd just upload as I go, but the last month I haven't really felt like finishing anything, just felt like idly doodling without care. Maybe at some point I'll take things a little more seriously and actually try to craft a drawing worth investing more than, like, an hour into. I'd like that, actually, but... need a reason or really motivating idea, first!

Hello all! Just picked up an iPad Pro and have been learning the ropes with using it as a doodling device, but I'm vexed by how best to use it for coloring. Currently making use of the Adobe suite of mobile drawing apps since I pay for a Creative Cloud subscription anyway, was wondering if anyone else used this software and had tips on how to best color with it since it seems to lack the layer masking and selection tools of otherwise desktop versions. Am I relegated to laborious painting and erasing, or is there a trick to it I'm missing perhaps? :o

Wow, what a terrible compound noun...

... Anyway, I would appreciate anyone who produces nice chill, moody ambient tunes, be it electronic or acoustic or what have you, if I could perhaps make use of your music in various movie projects of mine. They're nothing for profit, to be sure, however I would provide appropriate credits for your contributions to aforementioned projects. Really, I'm just trying to make nice moody shorts of B-roll material I've shot in various abandonments and no major hosting providers will allow me to upload content with copyrighted music by major artists (ie. Explosions in the Sky, This Will Destroy You, etc.).

So yeah, if I could tap into your help as a resource, that would be cool, and I'm an avid backscratcher when it comes to promoting content sources should you like the aid in exposure. :3

Hey you CRAZY GUYS.

So my good buddy Lansiar and I will be running a little meetup for any and all furs out there with a penchant for all things rusty, crusty and abandoned! Come share some stories, share some photos, just generally revel in the wonder of the unique eccentricity that makes us all lust for environments sensible people do well to steer clear of. ;)

We'll meet up in front of the Westin at noon on Sunday 7/7/2013 and head on over to the Sharp Edge, an awesome bistro and beer house on Penn Avenue that's sure to host some fun times. As isolated as our hobby can be, it's always awesome to revel in ridiculousness with those who partake in it all around the world!

Lansiar will have his badge on and I am easily recognizable from my profile pic. Just in case, you can always tweet lansiar or seikoliz to get a hold of us or otherwise ping us on the event. Even if you miss us at the Westin, we'll be at the Sharp Edge for a while so come along anyway!

Looking forward to seeing you fuzzbutts! :)

... Always so relevant as to define our moods for day to follow?

Don't ever let life pass you by.

Now I guess I do? I dunno, product of a slow Sunday morning. :s

A - Age: 26, as of yesterday. OH NO TRAGIC OLDNESS.

B - Bed size: King baby.

C - Chore you hate: Dusting. There's a mommy problem associated with that.

D - Dog's name: Well, last dog was Binky (I know, such a masculine name). Been a while since having a dog, however. :<

E - Essential start your day item: Coffee. Because fucking coffee.

F - Favorite color: Purple, and surprisingly it's not a sports thing even though it should be considering where I'm from.

G - Gold or Silver: Silver, although I suppose I wear more gold... I dunno, weird.

H - Height: 6' 5", and all door frames and ceiling fans are my mortal enemy.

I - Ireland or Italy: Italy because stfu.

J - Job title: Senior Business Administrator. Or Glorified Secretary for the non-business versed.

K - Kid(s): Naw, siblings are awful enough, right?

L - Living arrangements: Apartment with my bunneh, and quite the classy place I might add. :)

M - Mom's name: Cathy.

N - Nicknames: Beard, Beardy, Dumbass, Hon (oh Baltimore).

O - Overnight hospital stay other than birth: HAHAHA fuck this question. A combo of temporary death and spontaneous gallbladder explosion. FUCK YOU, BODY.

P - Pet Peeve(s): Chewing on things.

Q - Quote from a movie: "It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything."

R - Righty or Lefty: Southpaw.

S - Siblings: A sis who is half my age, but thinks she's twice as old. Oh lordy.

T - Time you wake up: Typically before 9am, because sleep is for the weak, dammit.

U - Underwear: Boxer briefs, although lately I've been giving more and more thought to just ditching undies in general.

V - Vegetables you dislike: Brussle Sprouts.

W - Water or land: Land, because water is just a glorified desert.

X - X-rated or PG: Movies? PG because they're more fun to dub over with inane commentary.

Y - Yesterday's best moment: Drinking coffee, much like this morning.

Z - Zoo favorite: BEARDIES. And other lizardy things. Because yay for the inability to produce one's own body heat!

... Even if it's honestly something nobody really needs to care about. I'm just jazzed as all hell!

The biggest Urban Renewal developer in Baltimore City has decided to hire me to photograph their crazy expensive condos in a certain re-purposed grain elevator. Like, we're talking million dollar condos. And despite the fact that they've hired pro architectural photographers already to shoot the place, they wanted a different style, something with more of an in-touch urban grit feel. So the friggin' OWNER of the company stumbled upon my work one day, fell in love with my urbex photography, and reached out directly to me to put me on contract to spend 2 full days with a key ring in hand to shoot the place not from an architectural standpoint, but from an urbex standpoint.

I'm going to get paid to shoot a classed up former abandonment from the standpoint of an urbex photographer.

THIS IS GOING TO BE THE BEST THING EVER!!!!

I dunno, I wanna talk with furries right now, but after having popped 2 oxies so my surgery-pains would dull down prior to bed I have some doubts this will be an at all sensible or coherent post.

Tried to draw earlier today, told myself I would and my Sandalbunny insisted I try to, but holy crap the motivation was not there. The interest. I tried to force myself to practice but my interest couldn't be any closer to non-existent. So that wound up scrapped, oh well. Maybe I'm not really interested in drawing again after all. Or maybe I'm just too pre-occupied with other worries right now to worry about learning how to draw again. But if that were the case I do want to take pictures every second of every day and am trying to get one of my favorite portrait subjects to come by and make a house call while I'm out of commission, so no, maybe drawing really just isn't a driven interest in me, because hot damn portraits and photography are.

My job annoys me. The corporate side and their shitty policies, not the small pocket of people, the team, I work with. They all hate the corporate overlords as much as I do. Apparently being ordered by the surgeon to not go to work or engage in heavy activity or drive a car for a week doesn't qualify as a good enough reason for them to count my leave as short term disability and requires me to use up my PTO stores. So obnoxious. Not that I know what I could ever do about it, though. It's not a good time to be shuffling around in my industry. Bleh, whatever.

As an aside, whenever I hiccuped earlier it would hurt my abdominal muscles, and now I can't feel anything. Thank god, because I have the worst hiccups right now.

Been mad jealous of the work of a few other photographers out there this week. Probably a side-effect of not being out there shooting myself. Still worried about how my work is going to change without Photoshop being an editing tool for me anymore. All Lightroom now, which I never much used before. Been liking my results so far, just hope I don't end up losing any of my gusto.

Need to upgrade my equipment. Reasonable people in my position would just go whole hog since it's a source of income now and not just a hobby but I still don't feel comfortable going into mad debt to acquire the tools. Debt makes me nervous. Plus, I now have a good $1500 in further medical expenses headed my way at least after all the blood tests, X-rays, CT scans and ultrasounds. I don't like the trend I'm starting as far as falling apart goes.

I want an OMD E-M5 and a 75mm f/1.8 lens. And a line of pretty boys to photograph with candid expressions. But for now my E-P3 with 45mm f/1.8 will have to do. Or V1 with 18.5mm f/1.8. I like the short telephoto look a bit more, though, methinks.

I wonder if I should upload portraits on my gallery here sometimes.

Someone tell my body to stop falling apart so fast. I've got too much shit to do.

I'm not taking enough photos of people.

I'm not getting enough (ie. any) furry art done.

I'm not buckling down to relearn drawing like I want to.

I'm not taking photography as seriously as I want to.

I'm not a beautiful and unique snowflake.

I'm not my fucking khakis.

So starving myself has only gotten me down to maybe 168 lbs at best when dehydrated, so I decided to try removing organs to see if I could break the glass floor.

Down one gallbladder, let's see how this goes...

Yeah, so, after a lifetime of being able to pirate my image editing software, I'm finally in a position where I can't pirate anymore and my trial time has expired. I'm looking through my choices, seeing what software I can run with, but nothing really measures up to what I'm used to. And I don't know if I can really stretch my bank account as much as is necessary right now for the full version, so I'm just a tad bit fucked. I have a crop of photos to edit and I can't edit them, and with my work in the photography field I can't help but feel this will be the worst possible lost capability. I know what I have to do. I need to scrounge up over $500 to get the program (and this is with black friday discounts). But... guh. I have been spoiled by having it for free for so long that it's a painful thing to have to shell out that money on software instead of on new lenses. At least I can write it off on my taxes, but still... guh. Piracy at an early age has ruined me. I've been spoiled and it's deplorable.

I've been having this weird conundrum lately with finding and maintaining friendships.

I used to be that guy who always seemed to have people around. All the time. It was my thing, I collected people to hang out with and was happier for it. But these days... I dunno. I seem to have cast off that trend of "collecting" people, of having a legion of acquaintances with whom to kill off down time with. And now I don't seem to have much of anybody around.

Of course there are the good friends, the close ones I keep solid with for very good reason, but we're parted by a factor of many miles and it's not like we can just randomly say "Hey, I'm bored, wanna get together?". No, it's a production when the travel is so involved. And as such, I spend much more time alone, and I have a hard time with that.

Even living with the significant other, we don't entirely satisfy all of each others' needs. We have different interests, different hobbies, and I maintain that such a thing is healthy in a relationship so we don't smother each other, but at the same time it can really feel lonesome even with that other party around. I'm not sure if it's me, my outlook that needs adjustment, or if this is a problem plenty of people seem to face.

I get depressed and lonely with tragic ease. I want to be around people I care about, around friends who are the caliber of those I live so far away from all the time. But I can't, not here. Not anywhere, unless we enter into one of those crazy furry commune homes, which would offend an entirely different part of my personal needs. Maybe that's the issue - maybe one part of me is a complete dichotomy from another and that wildly differing spectrum of my personality makes ultimate satisfaction of all my wants and needs impossible to achieve. Maybe what I have right now really is as good as it gets.

Does anyone else have this problem? This desire for specific and affectionate contact with very close friends but at the same time this strong independent drive? How do you reconcile it? Or does this just sound like the ramblings of a sad man with so few friends left in his day to day that it's driving him quietly loopy?

... Radioactive Banana Con 2012 was totes better.

Just sayin'.

Alright, bitches. You know what I look like. If you see me and wanna say hi, then give my shirt a tug or something.

And if you're a suiter and want a baller photo done, I'll also be dragging around one stand with an umbrella and 85 watt CFL (nothing too crazy since I was late suggesting the idea of setting up my own studio gear for shoots this time around).

Hopefully I'll get to see some of you again too. Let's not have a repeat of last year where nobody recognized me because I was a fatty in 2010. :<

So, let's say I bring a 10x12 black muslin backdrop and some softbox lights to AC this year. Would any suiters out there be interested in having "portraits" done assuming I could get it all set up?

Anyone feel like drawing the Bearded John/Seiko?

Want a reference, look at my friggin' icon. The 1% beardy FTW.

I'll love you forever. Really.

So this past weekend I was proposed a freelance contract with the vacation rental listing service Airbnb to act as a property photographer for this region. Their pay is fair, $15 for travel expenses and $50 per photograph utilized in a property posting.

This is it. This is the job of my dreams. I am getting paid to take photos of places, and I get to do so on my own terms, at my own pace. And in my area. This is it. The future I'd always wanted. It finally came.

FUCK YES FUCK YES FUCK YES FUCK YES FUCK YES!!!!!!!!!

Some time ago I made a post on here about the business I plan to make out of this hobby-gone-mad of mine with photography. I outlined some basic elements and talked a lot about branding and exposure.

With some sense of pride, I feel like I can solidly state that my exposure (no dirty thoughts) has reached something of a peak, and I am damn happy about it.

Back when I first started displaying my work in my little Flickr gallery I netted the attention of maybe 30-40 views a day from random passers by. At the behest of Lansiar, a gentlemen with whom I've shot before and has always been a strong motive to my muse in our dealings, I took steps to further push my name, my brand, my art. In the past 3 months, my image exposure has absolutely exploded, in no small part due to his advice.

My gallery is now witnessed daily by no less than 800 fresh eyes a day, with that number bursting to over 1600 on days when I upload new material for people to chew on. Not only is this traffic coming from Flickr itself, but from various photography blogs and image interest groups who link their source material directly back to me. I'm apparently a household name in East Asia where my work is lauded for realizing the full potential of the Micro Four Thirds system I use. Olympus has even requested I provide an in depth review of their camera, the E-P3, which I use as my primary. It's absolutely amazing and very much a dream come true to be recognized in the field of photography like this.

The images I shoot and the actions I take to shoot them are the result of a maturing mind paired with a young flair, and I really do want to thank many of you on here for directly contributing to that. I work every day in an office full of uptight, overly self-conscious individuals who cannot fathom the idea of any sort of out-of-box thinking or even relaxed socialization. They drank the Koolaid of the corporate world in which we work, and though it will likely treat them well, I am far more satisfied with my life having retained this flair of brash and random youth this community has permitted me to hold onto. I don't know where I'd be without it. Certainly nowhere interesting.

Beo, Oreo, Lansiar, Ten, Oryx, Drakien, Weylyn, Beryl, Dragonsprite, and probably dozens others whose names simply escape my current thought process, thank you for impacting my life as you have. The person I am today was molded by how the person I was interacted with you, and I couldn't be happier with that person I've become. Thank you so much.

Last year saw me at the lowest of lows and it nearly killed me in the process. With the transition into the new year, that person I left behind in the wreckage 8 months ago is gone but not forgotten. His art is retained, his creative and flirty mind, but the baggage of depression and alcoholism and the live-fast-die-hard mentality are gone. And the person now emerging is intent on being an unstoppable force of positive contribution to other people's lives, be it through photography or simple conversation.

I am Seiko. Hear me roar.



Mew. :3

Back in 2008 I made a series of videos following the street racing team I used to run with. Was fun stuff, and I made the whole thing with Windows Movie Maker on XP.

I've been shooting a bit of video again lately, and tried using the new Windows LIVE Movie Maker software to edit the footage. Unfortunately, in the 3 years since my departure from XP, the software has gone completely to shit. It's counter intuitive as far as footage editing goes, can't cut up reels at all, and worst of all, IT DOESN'T FRIGGIN' SUPPORT MODERN MOTION JPG CODECS.

So, question - anyone know of any other free video editing software that provides similar basic functionality like the old Windows Movie Maker? I'm no Spielberg, I don't need anything super fancy, just something that allows me to cut and splice reels and preferably shows a waveform for the audio so I can sync footage up with music.

Thanks ahead of time.

...I fucking love being an artist.

Okay, so here's a <del>kind of</del> not at all concise synopsis of where I'm coming from and what I'm doing:



Prior to my car accident I was dead set and driven on leasing a studio space in a most bohemian art studio and open up with the business of glamour and light fetishist model photography. I opened up an account with Model Mayhem, had a quartet of girls ready to help me break in the space once I had it set up, things were in position to happen and it was exciting because I was going somewhere with my passion. Then the literal day before I would have signed the lease I had that little tango with the reaper and he was a shitty dancer so I said "fuck you" and he said "no bitch" and blah blah blah all that stuff. Point is, I didn't get the studio, and because my insurance has a pretty high out of pocket minimum I've been throwing most of my money at medical bills, leaving none available to make the studio viable in the short term. Whole thing bummed me out for a while, but that's okay, because then a couple nights ago I decided to try something else.

I've been keeping a public blog about my exploits in the world of photography and how the down and dirty of real life mixes in with it (photography is a pretty integral part of who I am if you couldn't tell). It's gotten a bit of attention that was never really intended, namely Olympus (the company whose cameras I use) cross posting my blog entries on their twitter feed because I write about their gear. It's successful in that it has developed a reader base, but it's missing the participation factor, and I want it to spark conversation. Some of that is due to the writing I'm sure, but it's also due to the tendency toward silence of the majority of small audiences - I need to conjure a crowd and hope there's one outspoken fellow to break the ice and spark the conversation.

In stark contrast, my gallery on Flickr which hosts my photography receives super-massive amounts of traffic, referred to by such sites as The Inspiration Blog and Base Digital Photography (as well as managing to get me published in books). It's flattering and outright awesome to have my visual media so well regarded, but I would like to somehow introduce the content of the blog or maybe even a more specific theme of writing to accompany the images I produce. It's not enough to me to just have a well received gallery of images. There's a greater idea I want to bring attention to. Something I want realized.

A couple nights ago, in a fit of boredom, I started mucking around making a banner for the blog, something simple and direct. I started fooling with type, combining it, editing it, making it more than just standalone letters. Making them an image. And it sort of clicked in one of those stereotypical epiphany moments. Before my accident, I was seeking to make a business. I had a list of clients lined up, an "office", all the monetary and physical basics of a straightforward business lined up. But there was something missing, something that money couldn't buy and that I simply hadn't given thought to yet. Having the resources to run a business is one thing, like a person with a camera has the resources to take a picture. But if the story stops there, then after the picture is taken, the person is forgotten. There is no face to the act, no telling friends, it's done and gone from thought. Tapping into my subconscious recollection of my time spent studying graphic design in college, the crucial element I neglected slapped me in the face like a slimy wet fish. A brand. A logo. A recognizable, stylized name that appealed to the intended audience of the material. And so I designed a logo, and it was good. But it was only good to me. There was another part missing. Marketing.

So I went on the war path. I came up with a logo to go along with the name. I tied the blog into my Flickr account, and then tied them both to a Facebook page made specifically to market the brand I had created. To make life easier for the mobile user, I ever burned the blog into an RSS feed. And to pump up awareness of this brand I allocated funds to Facebook to advertise the page and thus my gallery and blog. Like some wickedly wonderful trifecta, the traffic of any one source links to the other two, and each source reaches a completely different audience. And so this is how I'm developing my own kind of brand awareness, with a Facebook page to cater to an audience of my peers and whatever traffic the ads pull up, a blog to serve as my forum for thought and hopefully spark critical thought in the audience pulled in by reference from other photography resources, and a Flickr gallery serving both as my portfolio and the ultimate destination for those interested in the "product" of my brand. It's all quite lovely.

I know I am going to lease my own studio space in the future. As soon as my medical bills are 100% dealt with (likely when a settlement is reached in my case to fund my medical needs in the future) I WILL lease my studio. And once that studio is mine, I will reach out to the modeling crowd again and invite them to collaborate with my business to our mutual benefit. But until then, I will not be able to pursue that pedigree, and will continue most enthusiastically with my avid portrayal of Western decay. And there is no reason that I should not create some kind of brand recognition in that direction, as even when I am photographing models in the studio, I will still be photographing rust on the pipes, and if the rapport I can build with those models peaks on the positive, there's no doubt that we would take the shooting to the rotten asbestos jungle. But for now, I will play a good little participant in Web 2.0 and continue on with my "free" content in the hopes that the recognition it achieves leads to greater opportunities in the future.

Put simply, I want to reach more people and I want discourse to blossom with and among them, because it is never enough to simply have what you know - it is critical to have those who you know.



Now, those paying attention probably read the title before reading the rest. Much as I never used to post my photography here on FurAffinity, I never much intended to elaborate on my idealistic little business plan either. Though a large base of my friends are furry, though furry is a pretty critical element of my personal life, my photography pursuits have always been something I've mostly separate. Not necessarily for fear of awkward posters or immature interactions suddenly plaguing my blog, not even because I feel the need to hide my chosen status as a furry from any supposedly sensitive individuals (my parents, my friends, my coworkers, my BOSS know about the furry thing and know I'm a part of it and it's not even a topic of contention). I have a natural tendency to segment my life into manageable categories, and I don't often allow the two to mix because it's easier to protect oneself from fallout if one division should somehow rupture. My FA page used to be host to nothing but old drawing I'd done in past years and I saw no need to incorporate my photography into it when photography is typically off-topic from furry anyway. But, seeing as FA has become more and more of another sort of DA with a targeted user base, I began letting choice photos slip in. You've all received my work very well, and very much flatter me with your compliments, especially from those in the face of whose work I am humbled. And although I am likely to continue to publish choice works on this site to share with this niche but artistically enlightened crowd, I have decided that I would like to extend the invitation to those following me to participate in the current marketing experiment that is my newly assumed moniker - Kneejerk Imagery.

There are three areas that are the core focus of participation:

The Blog: http://kneejerkimagery.blogspot.com/
The Page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kneej.....97795970252330
The Gallery: http://www.flickr.com/photos/studioseiko/

There's also the burned RSS feed on http://feeds.feedburner.com/KneejerkImagery but I'm not too savvy with RSS yet and thus it is still a veritable work in progress.

The blog is the canvas laden with words for my general thoughts and musings. It's primarily intended to focus on concepts and experiences while crafting an image (though lately I've drifted off topic into bringing up personal matters more than once). At the moment, it is the primary focus of this brand, intending to summon discussion on matters of image manipulation, photographic technique, marketing and business strategy as related to the imaging industry, and of course the occasional gear review (but I'm no Ken Rockwell so those will probably be sparse).

The Facebook page is simply an avenue to grasp the general idea behind Kneejerk and to redirect into the blog. I will also make random blurb posts to the wall of that page in regards to gear or intended pursuits and shoots. It is not particularly necessary to the goal of Kneejerk, but the fact remains that it is among the best, most direct avenues to keep users abreast of updates and serves as a stellar marketing tool.

The Flickr gallery is the host of my photography, the real material, the meat of my business. It is the art I produce, the direction of my eye, the catalog of my adventures. Though I will post specific material to FA, there will always be legions of more images to enjoy within the Flickr gallery. And if the reception is at all akin to what my photography has received here, I will take the time right now to thank you all preemptively.



And so that's all, really. Some of you may question why I felt the need to elaborate so heavily on this whole thing considering it's not actually half as big a deal as the preceding paragraphs might try to make it out to be. I simply wanted to share the fundamental driving factors behind my intent to drive Kneejerk as a brand before a business. Though this isn't my first time planning the pursuit of a recognizable business, this is the first time the drive to realize it has been accompanied with this kind of clarity and, most notably, been resilient enough to endure a major setback yet still be a motivating enough concept to pursue. More so, the entire logic behind Kneejerk is less about the bland, direct construction of a business and more the effort to commodify myself and my work in a marketable fashion that may be seen by some unknown other(s) as having value. Yes, this is the selfish, selfish attempt I aim to play to effectively SELL myself. I can't lie, can't deny it, no matter how it is approached or seen that is the undeniable ultimate goal. And if you've read this far, I hope you can understand my interest in doing such a thing as being benign and genuine. I don't NEED to cater to my friends here to morph myself into some kind of fame monster. That kind of intoxicating attention has already shown at my doorstep and I've addressed it as sensibly, as responsibly as I could. I am not trying to whore out furrydom for attention. I am coming forth, with my plans and intentions laid out in very frank and transparent fashion, to humbly request that those who read this and think they may have some level of interest in yet another blog from yet another photographer please read my entries, think critically on what I had to say, and make meaningful comments that urge others with their own ideas and opinions to reply, creating a real environment for higher thought on the topic at hand.

So before I lose myself in another diatribe, I will close off this journal. Thank you if you've even had the patience to get this far as I have a terrible habit of rudely slapping people with an almost trademark Wall of Words. I do have one more request, however - knowing that some of you who may read this are versed in business, branding and/or design, if you have a point or suggestion you would like to make, I would love to indulge in the idea in the comments of this journal.

One last hurrah - thank you.

WHY DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT ITS AMAZING AWESOMETACULARNESS UNTIL THIS MORNING BAAAAAWWWWWWW.

Days like today get a special degree of note from me. Days like today - days that held the promise of any number of things happening but lead to nothing. Days that start off with potential but get swept up, caught in the draining spiral of fatigue and excuse. Wasted days. Days only dead people miss.

Woke up this morning to a great mood. Did nothing with it. Sat around, accomplished nothing, no snags from friends on activities with which to enjoy the day. Sat around some more. Hours passed. Nothing happened. By the time someone came forward to suggest doing something I was so swallowed up by the numbness that I didn't bite the bait. Nothing happened. I sat.

I'm still sitting.

I'm not living my life with days like this.