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Saturday, December 27th, 2003
7:37 pm
Ok, I admit it, the recent updates have been filler, and I'd probably been better off not bothering, but as I'd promised myself I'd update daily I've been struggling along. Unfortunately I don't have a particularly interesting life and at Christmas I like to do as little as possible, I've not even visited relatives for the last few years. It doesn't make for an exciting or interesting blog. Still, if you've stumbled across this site stick with it, I'm hoping to try and improve my (no) life over 2004 so it might eventually make interesting reading.

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Friday, December 26th, 2003
1:22 pm
Had a great Christmas, Boxing Day's looking good too. Hurray!

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Thursday, December 25th, 2003
4:36 pm
Merry Christmas!

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Wednesday, December 24th, 2003
9:05 pm
Missed my post yesterday 'cos I fell asleep on the floor. Oops.
Anyway, my loved one is calling and she has cheese, cake and alcohol so not much of a post today.
On the way home from a crappy crappy day at work I cycled by the canal (one of the few pleasant things about the grey City I live in) and saw a lone swan. Swans are beautiful.

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9:05 pm
Missed my post yesterday 'cos I fell asleep on the floor. Oops.
Anyway, my loved one is calling and she has cheese, cake and alcohol so not much of a post today.
On the way home from a crappy crappy day at work I cycled by the canal (one of the few pleasant things about the grey City I live in) and saw a lone swan. Swans are beautiful.

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Monday, December 22nd, 2003
9:21 pm - Will Wheaton
He has a website/blog. He's had it for years, it's so good he's got a 3 book deal out of it. This is bizzate, Wesley Crusher from Star Trek has his own website!
If anyone wants a laugh check out the customer reviews on amazon.com for Dude, Where's My Country?
If anyone doesn't want a laugh check out Deadringers on BBC2, it's shit.

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Sunday, December 21st, 2003
8:30 pm - ho hum
Last day off, back to work tomorrow. I spent today doing very little, except this time that was the plan all along. Actually it wasn't as satisfying as I hoped, I guess I just need to do stuff. Art wise I've had either a set back or good news, depends really. Basically I've got a few different short (6 pages each) stories to illustrate, one is a reworking of an old strip that is due to be reprinted in a collection. I decided that the original was in desperate need of redrawing so set to after being told that it would be needed before soon. Putting the other stories on hold I got cracking and managed to produce some really nice work, unfortunately half way through I started to run out of steam and the deadline was getting closer. I struggled and struggled but it was slow and hard, and the work was starting to suffer quality wise. Friday was the most difficult day, I spent the entire day unable to do anything because I knew I needed to draw, but everytime I tried to do something I ended up stopping as it just wasn't happening. Consequently I did no work and did nothing else with the day. As I checked my emails before I went to bed on Friday night (a pointless exercise, I rarely get emails) I was surprised to see one from the person who I need to get the artwork done for. I was more surprised to discover this was a blanket email explaining that he's not going to do the collection for quite a while now for various reasons. It's fucking annoying to work hard trying to produce something you can be proud of only to discover that the person you're doing it for has let you down. Irritatingly enough I can't even hold it against him as his reasons were fairly valid. One of the big problems is that I don't even care about the comic anyway, it's not very good and I've never really enjoyed the work I've done. I've 'quit' comics several times now but have always ended up being drawn back (no pun intended) It's pathetic really, I just get jealous of other people doing stuff and being left out. I also worry that if I don't do something I might never get work done. I try to do other projects but as I only have myself to rely upon these projects rarely get completed. Sometimes it's laziness, other times I find that part way through the idea or the work itself is not that good and give up. My big worry is that I'm just not that good, the desire to produce work is strong, but the ability, the talent, the dedication to get it done is weak. So I end up working for other people even though I have no respect for their visions just a need to hitch my wagon to someone who's at least doing something.
So how could this be good news? Well, I can put the present comic back in my folder and get on with other stuff that needs doing. But also it makes me think I should be a bit more selfish. The guy I had been doing the present strip for (this would be easier to write if I was using names but I'd rather not do that for obvious reasons) had no problem making a decision for himself even though it effected other people (maybe he struggled over it, I dunno, he still did it), so why don't I make my mind up for myself and fuck everyone else.
So fuck everyone else.

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Saturday, December 20th, 2003
10:44 pm - LOTR
Saw Return of the King tonight. Amazing.

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Friday, December 19th, 2003
7:20 pm
What a boring day. For some reason all I think about at work (well, not all I think about, but you know what I mean) is what I'm going to do at home; writing, drawing, exercise, etc. When I get home I sit around, read a bit of a book/newspaper/comic, go online for a bit, look at nothing inparticular, drink coffee, and before I know it, it's 12 o'clock and I start panicing and try and do the different things I'd spent all day looking forward to doing.
Today it's worse, I wasn't even at work today. What a fucking waste. Like my life's happy and sastisfying enough that I can waste time doing nothing.
Oh well, there's still the evening.
I bought the latest issue of 2000ad, it's the special christmas one, it's a bumper sized issue and therefore costs more, it's also the jumping on point for new or returning readers. But if it's the special issue, why is it so shit? Honestly, I skimmed through half of it the stories they were so dull. Two stories held my interest, two out of nine. There's a few of these jumping on points every year in 2000ad, I jump on and then jump off. The glory days of the once great British weekly are over. Of course I'll by keeping an eye on it 'cos one of the stories from those glory days is coming back. Invasion was a great idea, Britain is invaded by the Volgs (Russians to you and me), who exist just to be evil as far as I can tell. Anyway, one man fights back (with the aid of some underground movement who never really do much, so it's pretty much up to him), a working class cockney lorry driver with a sawn off shotgun, his name, Bill Savage. Probably doesn't sound so good now, but back then, when every one wanted to be Jack Carter, it kicked arse.
So, as you can see, I've got nothing particularly interesting to post, but as I intend to post something every day and it's my blog, I guess I can put any old bobbins up.

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Thursday, December 18th, 2003
9:17 pm - age
I feel old. There's a lot of Christmas temps at work at the moment and for some reason it really hit me today that I have no idea what's inside their heads. They're young you see. Now, I'm not that old, but there is probably at least 10 years age difference between me and the average temp, in some cases nearly 15 years. It's a pretty sobering thought. Except, I'm not sure I mind being older. I frightens me how much of a nob I was when I was in my teens, I thought I was soooo fucking smart and would poor scorn on anyone over the age of 30 who had the gall to not understand the clothes, music, whatever, I was into. When my Dad would tell me that a band I liked sounded like something from the 60's I would roll my eyes because he clearly didn't get it, casually forgetting it's 60'sness was the reason I actually like them.
Of course none of this matters much really, it's not like there's that much of an age divide anymore. Thanks to advertisers convincing us that we're young and 'with it' 'til we're 60, you can see loads of sad old fucks walking around dressed in the same clothes as their kids.... and the kids don't look embarressed! What is that about??!! Nothing would get me into a nice pair of light cream slacks with creases down the front quicker than seeing my over weight middle aged Dad in a pair of huge baggy jeans with a few chains helping weigh them down enough for me to see his Calvins failing to cover the crack of his arse. I will have to kill my Mum if she ever starts telling me how much a of a slapper Christina is, what a minger Britiney's become and who did I vote for on Big Brother, it'd be for her own good.

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Wednesday, December 17th, 2003
11:17 pm - music
For some reason I don't really buy music any more. I used to spend a fortune on records (I say records to illustrate how long it's been since I really bought stuff) but now I hardly bother. Fair enough, I hate most of the new things I hear, either that or it just washes over me in an instantly forgetable wave of nothing. But still, there is good stuff out there. Anyway, I mention this because my friend Katy (Hi Katy) gave me a copy of an album by Neko Case which was pretty good, but after listening to it it reminded me of an album I had called The Power of Pussy by a band called Bongwater so I dug it out and put it on. Damn I had good taste. Funny, cool, quirky and wicked good tunes, plus banjos. Anyway, look them up on Amazon, I'm gonna look for my Kingmissile ablums.

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8:20 pm - to blog (or blurt, I guess) is to rant
So work sucks. No surprises there. I did write a long rant about it, but forgot to log in so blurty lost my post. Shit. On the other hand, now that I've written it I find that I no longer care. Briefly, some at work was crap, this got on my nerves, I had a bit of a moan. Honestly, nobody missed a thing.
One thing I will resurect from the pile of ashes of my lost post, is that the place where my wife works was broken into last night. I'll not go into the same detail other than to say she was there at the time and that the people she works for are particularly vunerable (fortunately my wifes involvement was minor, no one was hurt and nothing much was taken) so I'll be hoping with all that the fucks die painfully.
Changing the subject, I was watching the extras on the Lord of the Rings Two Towers recently and really want to know why I ended up having a crap job when I should be working on special effects (obviously a crap job was forced upon me and not something I found myself) The making of Gollum bit was amazing. When I was a kid they used put these Making of Star Wars things on TV where Mark Hamill or Carrie Fisher, with the aid of R2D2 or someone, would show you how they 'created the magic of Star Wars'. Ok, they were cheesy excuses for documentaries but I still loved them, and since then have always been fascinated by storyboards, model making, matte painting and all the stuff. Hopefully any day now someone from the Creature Workshop will call me up and tell me my lack of skill talent and experience aren't a problem and they'd love to have me work for them. Until then, I guess I'll just make the odd puppet, sculpt the odd thing and draw the odd comic.

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Tuesday, December 16th, 2003
10:07 pm
I'm now clean and minty fresh. Went for the shower first and did the coffee later. I'm trying to cut down on my coffee as I do tend to creep up to about 10-15 cups a day if I'm not careful (I have a cup that not only holds 3 normal cups worth but is metal so it keeps the coffee hotter for longer....mmmmm, coffee) Still, I need coffee when I get in, and the late hour means I get to make it with Baileys instead of milk.
Now that it's totally understood that I'm not some smelly sweaty no friends loser I'm gonna go and create some beautiful art..... actually I'm gonna do some crappy looking comic crap, but at least I'll be doing it clean.

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7:43 pm
Boy am I sweaty. Obviously I should have a shower, I have just cycled in from work. But the complusion to check the phone (no messages, as usual) and check my emails (loads, all spam, as usual) is too strong. Now I find I have to watch the new Spiderman trailer. Really, I have to. I'm watching it now, as I type (multitasking heaven) It should be excellent..... it probably is, but it's only available as some crappy little flash download! Why must I be made to suffer!
Okay, it's finished, time to wash.
Maybe I'll have a coffee first.

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Monday, December 15th, 2003
11:46 pm
My friend, person I work with, some girl, said I had to start a blog, so here it is. If it's crap it's her fault

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