I am a Kirby of subcultures, sucking up subcultures and melding them into many others.

I dunno, that thought just came to me.

So... I'm older than I've ever been and now I'm even older and I still need to pick colleges and stuff. I think I've got it narrowed down to three: The Art Institute, LaRoche, and CalU. All relatively close, CalU being the farthest. I am gonna be a graphicdesignchick.

But I don't wanna think about it anymore! My head is full of things and I want to write them and doodle them and come up with stuff and finish old projects... Man, I know how Larz feels, 'cept I don't feel the need to write crappy goth poetry.

Yes, he and Chuck are screaming at me inside my head, and I am slipping away from sanity bit by bit, even though I've actually lost hold years ago and am currently floating in a sea of insanity goo. I think I may be reaching the level of insanity, nay, schizophrenia, needed to create wonderous works of art/fiction/other. Oh please, random deity who may be passing by, grant me this ability! My head runneth over!

Oh why must I multitask so? I want to finish everything I ever started, no matter how crappy. I'm picking up Conspiracy Chick again, after burying her under plushies, back issues of Nickelodeon Magazine, and random McDonald's toys. Yes, poor Lyla was under my bed with much of other stuff. Sorry.

Arrgh, pirate noise! Is it "normal" (relatively speaking) to have this kind of idea spillage? If so, I guess it beats writers' block, but man! it is hard to contain these abstract thoughts into concrete images! And as soon as I grab one, it swims away, never to be heard from again. BRAINFREEZE YAAAH. I need to write some lame-o fanfiction to flush those bits out and perhaps bring some substance. Or bring the noise. Whichever comes first.

I know, Tommy, I haven't even started much with you, but I'm waiting for the next Aquabats album. Also I need to do research. Wait your turn!

Expect a lot of spin-offs of WL2020 a'comin' your way. Robotarm 2D is way too rad to not continue with. Next, I think I'm gonna tackle a VR problem and a possible war-type thing. 'Cept next I wanna do an RP, but I'm not actually able to get on my fav Rpin' site, so the last one prolly tanked and I must wait till summertime for a new one. Oh summer, I love the indoooooors... But anyways, for the next story I'm thinking something along the lines of thees: (tagline? summary? free beer?)

"A sudden glitch in cyberspace send 2D and co. on an adventure through the technological underworlds, amid warring factions, underground districts, and subcultural weirdos, escaping the evil agents of PRAWN, to restore a sense of normalcy to VR living."

Okay that was lame. I'll have to rewrite that. But basically 2D's VRbuddy Rig gets stuck in cyberspace, and nobody can hack back in, so 2D and everyone else (Including our old friends Mike and Tess, obviously a couple now, and "Donny," D-134 in his new body. Andrew's back home, but I'm thinking of smashing him in there somehow.) have to go find the major elite hackers who live in the thriving underworlds of... stuff. So they find an all-girl hackergang who, for some reason, agree to help them. Yeah. And there'll be like, gangfights and stuff, so they'll be all, uh-oh! and like, yeah. I haven't thought it out that much, but that's basically what I have for now.

Wow. I typed a lot. I don't type that much often for journals. Ow my fingas.