My sister's birthday is today. Man, the big 17. Actually, its not that big a deal. 18th kicks so much more ass.

Anyways, my digital painting is coming along, with some setbacks (like CRASHING COMPUTERS) but mostly going well. I can't wait till this one is done. I have a feeling its going to be better even than OMNI.

I wonder this. Why do people somehow feel the need to give me advice? Did I ask for advice? Do you even know if I want advice? No on both accounts. If I want someone to tell me what I should be doing, I'll go talk to God. I rarely need other people's input. How are they supposed to tell me what to do when they don't know me? At least make a half decent attempt at trying to get to know me. Although, if people did that, I'd probably see it as a pathetic disillusioned attempt to get inside my head and blow them off anyways.

I find people make the mistake of thinking I want to be friends with them. Thinking that I want to be best friends with everyone I meet or talk to. There they would be wrong. Just because I say hi to you does not make us friends. I don't even want to be friends with everybody. Too many people expecting crap of you.

That's it. That's my rant for today.