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Name: Erik
Location: Illinois, United States
Birthday: 5/11/1980
Gender: Male


Interests: I'll fill this out later. Funny thing is, I made this journal to motivate myself, and I'm still procrastinating. Ain't irony a bitch?
Expertise: I'm a practician of many and a master of none...although I do better on anything where creativity is involved. I currently work as a 3D Artist and Animator for a small game company outside Chicago.
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment


Message: message me
Website: visit my website


Member Since: 4/12/2003

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Sunday, April 13, 2003

Well, miracle of miracles, I think this stupid little weblog is actually starting to have some sort of effect!  I just spent 2 hours working on a 3 minute Flash animation of mine I want done by the end of April called "Asylum."  Hopefully, it'll be as well recieved as some of my other efforts.

I also recently just paid for the RPG Maker Pavilion to live on for another year, and I can't wait for it to come out in September.  I guess that does mean I should make 'em some new graphics for the site soon.  Oh well, one thing at a time.

I seem to be in a much more optimistic mood now, this journal seems to have helped.  On with the show!

"Death smiles at us all. All a man can do is smile back."


"If you think you really know someone, then you're living in a fucking dream world." -- A quote from Six Feet Under

Why the hell did I make this journal?  Well, this insignificant little batch of HTML marks the beginning of something...to what that is, well, I'm not sure of yet.  The reason I made this was to motivate myself into doing something more useful with my free time, to become a better artist, and maybe to even be a better person.  Only time will tell if this pans out.

As of recent, I've had a constant paranoia about "wasting time."  I will think for hours about what is the most effective thing to do with my time, and then it will be gone.  Yes, I know, I recognize the irony.  Hopefully this little ritualistic mental masterbation on a daily basis will throw me into a delusional state of self importance, which will result in something that someone else may enjoy.  After all, to be motivated, you have to believe your work actually has some sort of universal significance.  Gotta stay optimistic, right?

Even with all the insanity that is planet Earth right now, my mind struggles to find the bright side of life...but I think I'm winning...I have to think that...otherwise, if you can't win, why play the game?

Well, I suppose the sun is coming up in a few hours, and I've managed to waste away another night reading online philosophy and looking up news on the war.  Looks like I'm 0-1, eh?

"Those who dance are considered insane by those who can't hear the music."  -- George Carlin