My birthday came and went. (this is only the second time I've not posted a birthday deviation since I joined DA. 2005 was the other year.)

LETTUCE RELIVE the magic of the past years, just because thumbnails are fun.



I wonder what the etymology is behind the word "thumbnail"... I always figured it related to like, how a "foot" used to be the actual size of the king's foot or whatever, so perhaps a thumbnail was the size of his thumb nail. But, perhaps not!! Maybe it's derived from like, the time some dude was building a house and he was hammering away listening to EDDIE MONEY and accidentally jammed a nail in his thumb!! And THEN, because this was during YE OLD THYME OF WORD ORIGINS, some dude took a photo with a camera he stole when Bill and/or Ted came to visit last week--wait, no, I cannot accurately state whether or not Bill and/or Ted went to the same region as this carpenter/Eddie Money enthusiast, so let's instead say that it wasn't a photo, but a SMALL PAINTING, because he had to hurry up, knowing that this fellow would be quite sore (HAAA GET IT? SORE?? yes.) if he saw him painting a picture of his misfortune instead of like, going to call the town doctor or shaman or wizard with healing spells. (depending on the region and time period) anyway, to make a long story short (too late), the painter/unhelpful bystander took the tiny painting home and recreated it in a larger scale. During the hour or two that it took him to create this painting, the carpenter/Eddie Money superfan tracked down the painter in an angry rage [wtf, is there any other kind], thumb bleeding profusely the entire time (he was a hemophiliac). Upon barging into the painter's house, he was like "WTFFF HOW COME YOU DIDN'T GO GET SOMEONE TO HELP ME WITH MY INJURY AND INSTEAD JUST CHOSE TO PAINT ME SITTING ON MY ROOF, WEEPING AND BLEEDING. YOU DO REALIZE WHAT YEAR THIS IS RIGHT? PEOPLE HAVE DIED FROM MUCH LESS!! I AM 27, THAT'S LIKE 87 IN 'FUTURE PEOPLE'-YEARS. I COULD HAVE CONTRACTED THE PLAGUE OR HEPATITIS OR SOMETHING" Just then, the the afternoon edition of the local paper, THE DEUS EX MACHINA TIMES arrived. The headline read: THOMAS THUMBNAIL, PRESIDENT OF WORDERY DECREES THAT SMALLER VERSIONS OF PICTURES SHALL HENCEFORTH BE CALLED 'MINIMAGES' "Well, that's dumb," the two fellows agreed. "I think I need a nap," said the carpenter. Then he died, because he had been bleeding out of his thumb for the past five hours non-stop in a comically unrealistic B-movie fashion. (you should have been there, it was pretty awesome) The painter felt so bad about causing that man's death that he decided he would make it his LIFE'S GOAL to make SURE that smaller versions of pictures be called "thumbnails", in honor of this brave man's sacrifice. But first, a sandwich for lunch. THEN Eddie Money aficionado's legacy.
Many to all historians argue that the painter never bothered to have Thomas Thumbnail change "MINIMAGE" to "thumbnail", and instead fell asleep after eating that sandwich he had for lunch, then later went to the movies using a coupon he stole from the carpenter/"Why me and Eddie Money should be best pals"-essay contest winner's wallet. Popular belief is that it was changed simply because Mr. Thumbnail was passive ego-maniac, and decided to indulge himself JUST THIS ONCE, and then mull over all the other words he could potentially change to incorporate his name. (suffice it to say, once he learned about anagrams, things were pretty sweet for him.) Whatever the case, I think we can all agree that that painter guy was a dick. THE END.

^{(It wouldn't be one of my journal entries with out completely hackneyed and incoherent lack-of-sleep induced ramblings that result in someone's death!!!! PS- HI NEW WATCHERS AKA THOSE WHO ARE CURRENTLY EYEYING THE UNWATCH BUTTON!! [wtf there is no "unwatch button", they make you go to the "manage friends" page] I apologize if I haven't thanked you yet!! I am up to 447 misc messages and the next two items have hindered my message clearing GREATLY )}

Moving along...

I was too busy freaking the fuck out about the Kawaii-kon to celebrate and/or get CRIPPLINGLY DEPRESSED (as I normally do on my birthdays ) about my birthday! My birthday was the 17th, and the convention started on the 18th. AND I had to work that day, finish all my last minute planning, get up the next day at 5am so I could go to work with Billy so he could drive me to the convention on his lunch break, then spend the next 12 HOURS BY MYSELF at my table. hahaha actually, antisocial HERMIT that I am, I quite enjoyed sitting by myself. Anyhoo, in good news, I at least sold MUCH MUCH more than I thought I would. So that was nice. Unfortunately, all that money must go to my TSHIRT DEBT

I got a second job that takes up all the free time that I already didn't have! WHEEEE But on the bright side, at least I can work from home and it pays more than my other job. But on the unbright side, you all know how much I EXCEL at TIME MANAGEMENT. ahladshflaksdjf;lkasd So as a result, I have been getting even LESS sleep. (so yes -3498503945) But on the bright side again, I HAVE been pretty productive since I have yet ONE MORE THING to prod me (since school is currently not doing that because I am in "I GIVE UP" mode already. hahah I probably didn't mention that.) But on the I AM SCREWING MYSELF ONCE MORE unbright side (wtf "unbright"): my exercising regimen has suffered DRASTICALLY from all of this, and so I'm sure my cholesterol is probably at 90348590384590348509345 points by now.
ps- If you're wondering about said job, I am helping maintain a popular local toy store's website. (some of you are familiar with them) The job is pretty good and my boss is super nice! ... it's just a LOT OF work, and aforementioned TERRIBLE TIME MANAGEMENT makes me question if this was a good idea. ahhaha But on the bright side, at least more funds to pay back the TSHIRT DEBT (which, if you are also wondering is divisible by 2k and I am HOPING i can pay most or all of it back by September )

Lots of other stuff happened, but who knows what it was. Just the usual boring dumb crap that goes on in my low-rated sitcom life.

SLEEPY TIME

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