Livin' in 'Frisco: Post #1.

Dear blog,
After realizing 2 million times that my computer can only get Wireless access in places where radio stations start with "W," I'm at a café called "Happy Donuts," using a special ethernet cable to connect to the internet. Phew!
Now that I'm using the internet, I'm getting to IM my old friends, where it's almost supper time (it's 1:49 here, dangit). Also, I'm usin' YouTube, drinkin' my decaf Café Vienna, and of course, posting on my blog.
How am I likin' Cali, anywaze? Well, I'm liking it, but I'm having a verrrry slow emotional recovery from leaving my friends. This makes me very thankful of being on IM.
Had a very stressful week last week: School started earlier, I was very depressed, the math teacher was homework-crazy, had no house, I had trouble getting along with dad, and of course, I was missing Mass.
I am very happy now, though I am @ LEAST nostalgic and a tiny bit stressed. I started being a Red Sox fan ever since I heard about leaving Massachusetts. I'm enjoying myself here; however, that doesn't stop me from being a proud Bostonian. I am glad I achieved many goals in Boston: getting a summer job, going to cheers, starting my website, having a spectacular 15th birthday party, getting a Wii, making several friends, etc.
Even though I achieved some wonderful goals in Mass, there's some I wish I did: spend one last time with my semi-girlfriend Julia, meet Elin one last time, go to a film festival, etc.
At the moment, I am getting along better with my father, whom I used to have some wierd grudge against. I'm glad I got to have a pleasant birthday last weekend in Santa Cruz. We are getting very close to getting our house back -- in fact, the people renting it moved out; not only that, but our movers are putting the stuff in the house RITE NOW! I've been sad alot, but I have a wonderful revival every time.
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Hm. I feel like posting the first two pieces of art I've made and published here in California:
1st one is a comic strip: Javol #13. It reflects my visit in the Board Walk, Santa Cruz during my birthday on the 25th:



Also, I'd like to post another thing inspired from what I found in Santa Cruz at a cute Sci-Fi restaurant called the Saturn Café:




Anyways, I think that's good enough for my first blogpost. Cya in a while!

-Eben "S&D Frosté"

NEYM 2007: Swimming

This week, I'm staying @ Bryant College in R.I. for New England Yearly (Quaker) Meeting 2006. I'm having quite a good time so far. It just begun!
There's many good things for me already. I finally had a Bryant College golf cart ride. I've been giving away plush toys to nice people. Also I've gotten to meet some of my old friends. The list goes on. Mmmm... I like the rain I see outside alot! :3
But anyways, I'm grumpy @ the moment, since I went to the swimming pool and learned that Pool Basketball is a violent sport... again. You see, I tend to actually want to play it, but I always forget that someone pinches me, slaps me, or bounces the ball on my head every single $#&@ time.
When the ball bounced off my head, I got extremely grumpy and stomped out of the pool. I got dressed, and then told the pool guard that some dude "hit me on the head with a ball." The pool guard explained to me that it wasn't their fault and that Pool Basketball is a very violent sport. I could do nothing but realize she was right.
I decided to watch T.V. outside the pool until I'd feel better. And when I mean "feel better," I don't mean "yey, i'm happy." What I really mean is, "awgh, who cares? This show sucks! I'm gonna go do something else!" *stomp stomp stomp. turns off TV. stomp stomp stomp.*
Well, now that I've written this blog post, I feel alot better. Yes.
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I feel like posting my semi-latest cartoon, GHEG.