I woke up, less than two and a half hours before work and with what little time I had, I turned my 'defective at the moment' laptop, April on and started checking emails and surfing the interwebz. Needless to say, I managed to catch Cosplay Fever and couldn't focus. All I could think about is, 'I need that camera I want so bad.' So that I could take pictures of me being so super badass with my badassery.
But it was as I was thinking about cosplay and anime and camera... I remembered the sailor moon tutorial I was suppose to upload, so by the end of this day, it shall be posted. The End.
Peace.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
One Whole Year (Anime North 2011)
I cannot fathom how one year has managed to go by this rapidly. To think that the brief reminder of Anime North is what reminds me. All those dreams and goals I sought to accomplish have yet to be reached. It is the maximum of disappointments. And here I stand, a changed man. The things that troubled me, the things I fought to obtain have been crushed and Anime North marks that a year has swept by.
One year ago I dreamed of making a low budget movie with a a $5,000.00 HDR-FX1000 HDV Handycam #174 Camcorder (or any really good professional camcorder.) going to a university aboard, getting rollar blades and ice skates, an external harddrive, a graphic tablet and fabric. I also wanted to work out and better my body shape.
In one year I bought rollar blades that hurt my ankles, enrolled in night school at a prestigious college that frustrates me beyond belief, bought a graphic tablet that I rarely use and joined TaeKwonDo.
I did manage to get a part time job with hopes of making some serious money.
In one year I went through heartbreak, experienced first hand how love can change you, had a soliloquy and went through a phase. In one year I got back together with my girlfriend and mostly returned to normal.
For me, not a whole lot has happened and this convention marks a year of a wasted life. I cannot believe it's been one whole year.
Mitchell A. Burton.
I make a promise to better myself.
One year ago I dreamed of making a low budget movie with a a $5,000.00 HDR-FX1000 HDV Handycam #174 Camcorder (or any really good professional camcorder.) going to a university aboard, getting rollar blades and ice skates, an external harddrive, a graphic tablet and fabric. I also wanted to work out and better my body shape.
In one year I bought rollar blades that hurt my ankles, enrolled in night school at a prestigious college that frustrates me beyond belief, bought a graphic tablet that I rarely use and joined TaeKwonDo.
I did manage to get a part time job with hopes of making some serious money.
In one year I went through heartbreak, experienced first hand how love can change you, had a soliloquy and went through a phase. In one year I got back together with my girlfriend and mostly returned to normal.
For me, not a whole lot has happened and this convention marks a year of a wasted life. I cannot believe it's been one whole year.
Mitchell A. Burton.
I make a promise to better myself.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Sailor wth Moon
If the title of this blog wasn't enough to give you a proper assumption of what this post is about; nothing, aside from reading the entire thing, will.
Anime North 2011 is coming up and so far I've survived a whole 'nother year long enough to make it to this anime convention.
I've decided that this time I will cosplay and in fact; I have bought material needed to make a from scratch sailor moon cosplay.
Possibly, tutorials, how to's and videos will be created, I'm not 100% sure yet. I mean, I've searched online for patterns and how to's and I had no luck. Maybe I should follow in the interweb foot steps and be an ass and not show you how to create your own...
Anime North 2011 is coming up and so far I've survived a whole 'nother year long enough to make it to this anime convention.
I've decided that this time I will cosplay and in fact; I have bought material needed to make a from scratch sailor moon cosplay.
Possibly, tutorials, how to's and videos will be created, I'm not 100% sure yet. I mean, I've searched online for patterns and how to's and I had no luck. Maybe I should follow in the interweb foot steps and be an ass and not show you how to create your own...
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
A Weekend of Firsts
What can I say that probably hasn't been said?
Let's start with the first of all firsts!
I went to my fucking first Furry Convention (Held at the Double Tree Hotel) thanks to my lovely and overly friendly (a polite way of saying flirtatious) girlfriend; aka my roomie and Red Velvet.
And it was the most awesome thing I have ever experienced.
The people I've socialized with were the most amazing people to ever talk to, incidentally, the most hyper and colorful lot as well. I felt like I could be me, speak continiously, be honest and get distracted easily and be accepted. That was the number one reason this con was so well done.
However, at times, I did feel out of place, and that was only because as a complete n00bie to cons and furries in general; I had no idea who people like Zen, Blindsight and Kitty were and hearing their names spoken so commonly made me go o_O? at most parts. But that's where the friendly furries are reintroduced, as they pointed guest speakers out, or even gave me websites to stalk mentioned names at. I thank you for this once again. And it is because of this that I have created this FA account. I hope I do justice with it.
My accommodations at the hotel was set up by my roomie were notwithstanding. Another first. (Never stayed in a hotel with friends and not family.) Now hear me out about the notwithstandings. We shared a room with two other guests, Benjamin Wolf and Shadow Kitty and they were fun to hang around~
However, housekeeping needs to step their game up and not leave notes about not cleaning our room. I didn't leave my house to make messes in public places to not have maids not do their paid to do jobs. Cookies were fucking delicious. That's how they get you.
I may have come off as a easily exhausted lazy ass, but I want to clarify that I didn't eat when I was seen. So in order to keep my energy up I needed to be moving or drinking water or doing something entertaining. And now you know. And knowing is half the battle motherfuckers.
I drank too. Another first. I have one cup of lemonaid vodka mix and got tipsy. I have no tolerance or countenance. I was told I should see a doctor...
I'm throwing in my two cents about the games room. Holy fuck. Yes! Do that more. I had so much fun talking to others and playing games. Thanks to that I'm gonna buy Bloody Roar 4, Left 4 Dead 2, RockBand and Marvel vs Capcon. Yes! Reminding you who I am, I was the one singing or screwing up on Guitar or banging the drums. I have three new favorite songs.
I come to the raves now.
I dance like a crazy acid taking bitch and we know those on the dance floor loved it. You need at least one crazy, right?
The DJs rocked. End of story. If I praise them, their egos will swell and they'll become jerks. (cyberwulfe)
The fursuits were all so expertly made and proudly worn. The heads worn were worn with confidence; I make not a ridiculous or megalomanicial claim. Those who were there saw that and those who weren't cannot begin to fathom. It also blew my mind how many people made their own suits and heads and I just had to get emails for skype or msn tutorials. I am formative to make one. Believe me. But now I rant. In fact everything about this con was so good that I swear I cannot write anything quintessential to what this con was. So I give up. (I'm the best writer ever!)
I must come to a close.
In conclusion. Best thing ever. Next year is a definite thing. I hope my dreams of going to the convention in Montreal becomes a reality.
O yeah, I apologize in advance for my rather colorful language. I swear. I like to swear. I probably break rules.
I'm bored with this journal now.
Love you babe.
Peace!
Let's start with the first of all firsts!
I went to my fucking first Furry Convention (Held at the Double Tree Hotel) thanks to my lovely and overly friendly (a polite way of saying flirtatious) girlfriend; aka my roomie and Red Velvet.
And it was the most awesome thing I have ever experienced.
The people I've socialized with were the most amazing people to ever talk to, incidentally, the most hyper and colorful lot as well. I felt like I could be me, speak continiously, be honest and get distracted easily and be accepted. That was the number one reason this con was so well done.
However, at times, I did feel out of place, and that was only because as a complete n00bie to cons and furries in general; I had no idea who people like Zen, Blindsight and Kitty were and hearing their names spoken so commonly made me go o_O? at most parts. But that's where the friendly furries are reintroduced, as they pointed guest speakers out, or even gave me websites to stalk mentioned names at. I thank you for this once again. And it is because of this that I have created this FA account. I hope I do justice with it.
My accommodations at the hotel was set up by my roomie were notwithstanding. Another first. (Never stayed in a hotel with friends and not family.) Now hear me out about the notwithstandings. We shared a room with two other guests, Benjamin Wolf and Shadow Kitty and they were fun to hang around~
However, housekeeping needs to step their game up and not leave notes about not cleaning our room. I didn't leave my house to make messes in public places to not have maids not do their paid to do jobs. Cookies were fucking delicious. That's how they get you.
I may have come off as a easily exhausted lazy ass, but I want to clarify that I didn't eat when I was seen. So in order to keep my energy up I needed to be moving or drinking water or doing something entertaining. And now you know. And knowing is half the battle motherfuckers.
I drank too. Another first. I have one cup of lemonaid vodka mix and got tipsy. I have no tolerance or countenance. I was told I should see a doctor...
I'm throwing in my two cents about the games room. Holy fuck. Yes! Do that more. I had so much fun talking to others and playing games. Thanks to that I'm gonna buy Bloody Roar 4, Left 4 Dead 2, RockBand and Marvel vs Capcon. Yes! Reminding you who I am, I was the one singing or screwing up on Guitar or banging the drums. I have three new favorite songs.
I come to the raves now.
I dance like a crazy acid taking bitch and we know those on the dance floor loved it. You need at least one crazy, right?
The DJs rocked. End of story. If I praise them, their egos will swell and they'll become jerks. (cyberwulfe)
The fursuits were all so expertly made and proudly worn. The heads worn were worn with confidence; I make not a ridiculous or megalomanicial claim. Those who were there saw that and those who weren't cannot begin to fathom. It also blew my mind how many people made their own suits and heads and I just had to get emails for skype or msn tutorials. I am formative to make one. Believe me. But now I rant. In fact everything about this con was so good that I swear I cannot write anything quintessential to what this con was. So I give up. (I'm the best writer ever!)
I must come to a close.
In conclusion. Best thing ever. Next year is a definite thing. I hope my dreams of going to the convention in Montreal becomes a reality.
O yeah, I apologize in advance for my rather colorful language. I swear. I like to swear. I probably break rules.
I'm bored with this journal now.
Love you babe.
Peace!
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