Stupid Face

It was a really great end to a really long, not-so-great day…I don’t think any per­son in their right mind is ever par­tic­u­larly ecsta­tic about pay­ing a whole lot of money for car repairs.  I got a really sweet & sur­pris­ing call from Heather though ask­ing if I’d like to Skype (funny how this is now a verb, no?), and it really was just a per­fect end to the day.

I think we’re get­ting the whole video chat­ting thing down pat now — orig­i­nally it was hard to talk because we were both too busy being all smi­ley and shy, get­ting to see each other and all.  We still do that though, prob­a­bly me a lit­tle more often but what can I say…girl takes my breath away when I stop to truly take her in.  Every time.

So yeah, con­ver­sa­tion wasn’t exactly flow­ing because of that orig­i­nally.  Now we seem to have it going fairly well, and our own lit­tle rou­tines.  Her fil­ing her nails, me fid­get­ing or check­ing some­thing on one com­puter while talk­ing.  When you write it down like that it sounds silly, but it feels more like we’re in the same room together doing things and talk­ing.  I love it.  Phone is good to for deeper con­ver­sa­tions, sure, but I like the mix.

One of the things we do, I guess our “cou­ple quirk” we have (doesn’t every  cou­ple have some­thing that’s very them?) is we’ll joke with things we both know (ide­ally) are absolutely absurd.  She’ll say she doesn’t even like me, and I’ll tell her she’s ugly.  I can only imag­ine what a passerby would think hear­ing us, maybe they’d pick up on the love rid­ing along the waves of our words and know we were being silly?  More likely they’d be shocked and con­fused.  Def­i­nitely haven’t gone so far as to post a joke like that on Face­book between one another!

Warm feel­ings, big happy smile right now.  Lis­ten­ing to a John Mayer song Heather had me put on a CD for her while I was back in Wis­con­sin, “Com­fort­able,” which just fits the mood per­fectly.  Though I have no clue if the lyrics do, I kinda have a bad habit of lik­ing a song for it’s feel­ing instead of it’s mes­sage.  Per­fect exam­ple?  “No Way” by The Naked & Famous…song makes me feel like I’m in a dream, always think of sit­ting in a movie the­atre with Heather and how excited I am to be beside her.  Her voice whis­per­ing things, her hand touch­ing mine, mine on her leg.  Reflec­tion of the movie screen in her eyes.  A kiss.  I love the build up and explo­sion of sound in the song, it’s a mix of roman­tic feel­ings and sex­ual energy to me.

Lyrics?  The song’s about break­ing up, basi­cally.  Or a one night stand.  Some­thing like that.  Two peo­ple hook­ing up and then not being able to stay together.  Irony, right there.

On a com­pletely unre­lated side note from all of this…more a men­tion for memory’s sake…I was moved off of the Dark Mil­len­nium Online team (Warham­mer 40K MMO I’m work­ing on at Vigil Games) and onto help­ing wrap up work on Dark­siders 2!  I’m pretty excited about that for a whole slew of rea­sons, two of which being that it’s a pretty major AAA title I get to add to my resume, and that I’ll be directly work­ing along­side the VFX team as a whole for awhile to get that game as pol­ished and beau­ti­ful as we can.  I thrive off of chal­lenges like that, it really gives me a sense of pur­pose or drive that I can take advan­tage of.

Alright…need my sleep!  G’night.


My 2011

It’s funny, I think out of all the years in recent mem­ory that last year seems like it was the longest.  So much, so many things.  Such a busy year, which I guess was kinda the goal in the first place for me  —  but think­ing about it all now, it’s kinda crazy. Where to start?  How about New Year res­o­lu­tions. 


A Dark Place

Do you ever find your­self in those moods where you just kinda feel like you’re hang­ing out in the rainy day, gloomy room in the house that is your mind?  Not a “dark place” like the walls are drip­ping with blood and peo­ple are scream­ing, noth­ing like that.  Just dark, gloomy, maybe lack­ing color or


12

My long stay in Wis­con­sin for win­ter break was noth­ing short of amaz­ing.  I have a bit of a heavy heart as I write this now, already far away from her and grow­ing far­ther by the minute, but unlike our pre­vi­ous vis­its and time together I didn’t leave as the sob­bing mess I nor­mally do.  I def­i­nitely got choked up and cried,