um.

i was tagged by
- i figure i'll use this as a medium to give you guys some cool information
- i had to post 8 things about myself and then tag others


FLINCH: featuring 2 unreleased comics by me, along with work by Justin and Bones, will be coming out this year!
- you can preorder it here   ----> [link]

looks like tank girl. guh.

i'm currently working on a project. and I need help from anyone willing to help. Pretty simple shit. Just hit up my gallery, and tell me what the fuck you would love to see on a shirt above anything else, in this journal. you dont just have to pick one, but yeah. would be great to know what others want to see on clothes from me.

August 3rd - 20th 2009 I will be in Vegas.

i've been eating less. which for me isn't good. i'm working on fixing this

still jobless.

i don't know... i'm an idiot.

i'm indecisive with food, i think this relates to the not eating thing. it takes me almost an hour to decide on breakfast. i know, pathetic.

i'm not gonna tag anyone, thinking about myself put me out of the mood haha
think i might go stand in the kitchen for awhile.

~b

so im out of justins pad tomorrow.
cant be fucked going into details, there is no beef between us, circumstances simply hate me.

anyway.

i've got a few mates who are willing to put me up for a bit.
- if anyone locally, or even not locally, wouldnt mind a dickhead who loves loud music and wandering around with words scrawled over them half naked most of the time, living with them, shoot me a note?
- we can come up with rent details if needed, or i can perform sexual favors.

- i COULD go back home, yes, but im attempting to do the whole 'be your own man' shit, and id much rather keep myself alive as opposed to suckling on the ole' parents' teat.



also quit my job. good reasoning there, dont really want to go into that either, but they were overly soulless, and im not going to bend over for anyone to prove that i can work for them. not the extent they were going anyway.

SO

commissions. i know i know, 'mike, you and commissions dont work. well im going to have to knuckle under aren't i.

if anyone who for some fucked reason enjoys my work, has any idea about pricing for commissions and what i should be asking for shit, i would looooooooooove some help there.

same goes for anyone who happens to know about anything i should probably stick my stinky fingers in to. any places that need something i could provide, etc. or if you want something done and are willing to pay for it.

try to remember what i do best though, im not good at elephants, as we all know now.


so yeah. thats me this month.


merry christmas or whatever the fuck the kids are saying these days
~b

Felt like updating whilest here as well.
At work at the moment and jesus. fuck. anyway.

I'm sure a lot of you probably already know of/about this, but I just wanted to share/spread the love with those who don't, it's always great fun reading these for the first time!

I was introduced not long ago to a genius concept: www.garfieldminusgarfield.net

To quote the website:

"Who would have guessed that when you remove Garfield from the Garfield comic strips, the result is an even better comic about schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and the empty desperation of modern life? Friends, meet Jon Arbuckle. Let’s laugh and learn with him on a journey deep into the tortured mind of an isolated young everyman as he fights a losing battle against loneliness in a quiet American suburb."

An example, and one of my favorites:



What do you do (if you also feel the need to) when you're at work? I touch myself a lot too =[ and smell my hands.

Can't wait till home time.

~ heart's off chasing daydreams / rotting in a meadow
i'd digress but i'm not worth the attention. please don't comment, i'm just sick of it all.
~b

the gorgeous and HILARIOUS WHEN DRUNK Tegan, aka: has tagged me:
- - -

The rules:
1. post these rules
The second rule IS, you do NOT. TALK. about TAGGING. (c'mon i thought it was funny)
3. each person tagged must post 8 random facts about themselves.
4. tags should write a journal of these facts
5. at the end post 8 more bloggers are tagged and named
6. go to their page and leave a comment telling them they're tagged


1.) uh.. fuck. um. jesus what the fuck would you want to know about me. uh. i like smelling things. like. ill scratch my dick, and then my ass, and then ill smell it out of pure fuckn boredom. fuck there is so little else to do sometimes, i like to pretend the fumes inspire me to do things.

2.) i want to do horrible, dirty, dirty, sexual things to

3.) i cant breathe in strangers stink without feeling like ive been assaulted? it's fuckn weird. like they'll pass me whilest i'm walking, and i'll quickly breathe in before their wind hits me just so i don't have to feel too repulsed by them. i dont know, i feel like i just spent an hour in a room filled with priests if i smell them. shivery shit.

4.) i don't plan on living past 50

5.) girls, i'm totally single. ahahahaha ohhh this wine is hittin me

6.) what the fuck else do i talk about i LOVE hello kitty. fuck ALL of you hello kitty is fucking amazing. holy SHIT. so is Doraemon. i dont think i even spelled that right but i fuckn loved that guy when i was a kid. and i dont care what you anime-wired cocks say, evangelion was amazing. no not because of the fuckn mechs or whatever, it was 'genius'. the actual interactions involved, the different and unique personas conflicting and attempting to create connections when only severing them half the time, the attacks on the way the mind works, the actual art of the entire show, FUCK. and FLCL was stunning.

7.) i had never seen The Crow or Edward Scissorhands until this month. And i loved both of them.

8.) i dont know... i'm not worth the effort to even read this shit, but it 'was' fun writing it all, what a stupid and weird behavioural quirk. to the poor fuckers who 'did' read through to this, i really do apologise. um. i'll touch you in weird places if we ever catch up mkay? like i'll 'diddle your ear'. but seriously. an eighth. uh. michael katchan is pathetic. hahahaha. that is the eighth one. i have potential and i love wasting it. i dont know why. im REALLY REALLY REALLY trying to work on that and i have amazing friends who really should receive all of the credit for anyone even thinking about me because they make me who i am. those people deserve more love than i ever do they're great great people and they are respectable and loving and proactive. i'm trying guys. i apologise and.. yeah i know im not doin all i could be doin. the fists in me are still punching in the wrong direction but im slowly throwing them up.


i tag......uh...







Waldo's Hawaiian Holiday
Officially out there (well should be anyway). Check your local comic stores and ask if they stock this shit, and pick up a fucking copy!!! GOT IT!? (my current featured dev. is in this!)


**IMPORTANT**
it's available from www.gestaltcomics.com with free shipping worldwide until the end of April!!  <--
**IMPORTANT**

This is only thanks to the amazing and for pimping my shit to their comics producer and holding him at gunpoint to throw me in - you guys are fucking awesome. i really look forward to doing more with you guys.

normally I don't brag
but come on. i've never owned a print of my own work before, and now not only is this shit a ' print', it's got it's own page in a fuckn internationally released sequal to an old cult film. Nice way to start.


And yeah. Acid Yellow Nails.
Idunno. Things happened Friday and I might've had a manicure... i don't fucking know i was bored, fuck me.


anyway... yeah. bin clean from WoW for going on what must be a month now (so proud, feel like i'm of fucking cigarettes or some shit). Back into single player games which feels weird and awkward but.. what can i say. Diablo gets me off.

oh and um. yeah. once i get my Wii online i'll throw out my number for any of you other religious brawl fanatics out there. I will totally wolf and/or king dedede your ass. or you'll bend me over and fuck me with skill, which is more likely than not, what will take place.

~glittersniffer and her awesome fuckn boyfriend Andrew are some of the coolest cats in Perth, and tonite has been a goddamned good night. Although it is 7am now. so... i should have some more red wine and masturbate. adios.

~b


p.s.   ...isn't it fuckn weird. iduno. i only just noticed this tonite.... but i fuckn swear. or at least. well. don't you reckon everyone technically does know what date every day must be, or roughly? cos like. whenever i ask anyone when their milk expires, they fucking know. i dont know but that shit is fucking creepy. like.

"hey mike whats today? 17th? 19th?"
"iduno man when does your milk expire?"
"oh fuck, tomorrow, the 28th!! holy fuck i missed my conference!!!"

le gasp!

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read this and get to making this and your voices heard, that shit is goddamned terrifying.