arkratirma: (memory)
Large tumors were discovered on Uncle Larry's kidneys today.

As if dealing with kidney stones wasn't enough.

I got out of the shower twenty or so minutes ago; as I walked out to head into my room, I heard Aunt Pam ask Uncle Larry, "Are you going to tell Jilly?" I then went to the kitchen and said, "Tell me what?" Aunt Pam said that they're bad. She pressed Uncle Larry for options - can't they biopsy; are they certain that it's malignant - and he just shrugged.

I'm keeping my hopes up, despite this news.
arkratirma: (gimpy)
Uncle Larry passed his kidney stone last night! Thank goodness! Dad knows what he was going through. Now, I think, all Uncle Larry probably has to do is finish off his medication (to be safe) and drink lots of water.

The hold on my student account has lifted, thanks to my check getting deposited. I was just able to check my grades. I did indeed get an A- in Rise of Artistic Individuality, which I was very pleased with.

3D Modeling & Animation II? - D+. I wasn't really surprised to find it that low. I am fully aware that I could have pulled off a C, but you know what? - I got through that damn class. It was a thorn in my side for three freaking terms and now I never have to worry about it again.

Intermediate Modeling should be a bit more fun, because we get to move into organic models incorporating subdivisions (or Sub-Ds), a hybrid of polygons and NURBS.

I'd like to model a hummingbird hound. Maybe even Decay. Watch me do it!

About a week ago, Dad decided to buy a GPS for me, relating that he and Mom had deposited money into Cammy's account for his birthday (19, good Lord!). He ordered one for himself as well; they arrived today at home. Dad said mine should arrive here on Wednesday or Thursday. He's been having a blast testing it out and playing with it, says it's amazing: the GPS talks to you, tells you what street you're on, everything. I think it may help boost my confidence when driving to unfamiliar territory. Enter an address, and BAM, you're off on your journey, directed road by road, street by street. I could go to the beach house easily, or see Kat over the summer (as she'll be living in the Bay Area). Hurrah!

Nearly finished painting my card for Robert to mail the Paranoid ATC in. Ari is a blast to paint!
arkratirma: (rorschach)
Early this morning, Kat kept me distracted and cheered me up over Messenger as I waited for Aunt Pam and Uncle Larry to return home (thank you again SO much, Kat!). They arrived just as I was taking off my glasses and necklace to head to bed; I heard the Astro's doors shut outside, then ran to the front room to unlock the door for them. Uncle Larry's kidney stone was confirmed, but he now has a much stronger medication to handle the pain. He felt great when I asked them about the visit.

Went to bed at 4:37. Hadn't been up that late in a couple months, I think.

I remember waking up at 10:something this morning, then thinking I'll just sleep until 12:00. HA. I got up just before 2:00.

I showered, ate breakfast, brushed my teeth, and took Uncle Larry to Oregon City to pick up his prescription at Albertson's. We headed to Fred Meyer as the prescription was filled; I deposited a check I recently got for leftover loan money for the quarter (the most I've received yet; I'm going to put about half of it into my savings), and Uncle Larry picked up cat litter. Got his prescription from Albertson's, then we were off for home.

It was stunningly beautiful today, warm and practically cloudless, just above 60 degrees F. I took advantage of the mild weather and went on a bike ride. Did my stretches once home, ate a bit, then finished reading Little Children with Harley on my lap.

The novel is wonderful, but I honestly prefer the film's ending. Its shock value is so much more pervasive, so much more shattering. I won't give any spoilers except to say that both Ronnie, the convicted sex offender, and Larry, the lapsed cop, are far more unpleasant in the novel than they are in the film; it only brings a deeper significance to their personalities which I found refreshing and unsettling. Ambivalence and conflicting emotions can be thought-provoking. I don't feel I should be entirely pleased with everything I read.

Tom Perrotta's Little Children is the second satire I've read (since reading Jonathan Swift's "A Modest Proposal" in Mr. Elkin's senior year English class), and it's the first satire I've read of my own accord and interest. I like branching out. I was a Koontz-head for a long time (well, I still am a Koontz-head), and it feels good to read novels I wouldn't imagine myself reading a few years ago. Of course, my interest in the novel came from my appreciation of the film*, and I like the differences between the two. The scenes that are included in the film translate almost word-for-word from the novel.

*Silly as it is, my desire to watch Little Children stemmed from wanting to see what Jackie Earle Haley's acting would be like: I wanted to get an idea for how he'd handle Rorschach (and Kat said it was a good movie - AND SHE WAS RIGHT). Needless to say, I knew after watching the film once that he'd nail the role (AND HE OWNED IT). Whee!

As long as I'm on the subject of movies, Bolt is absolutely adorable. It would feel right at home shelved next to Pixar movies. HUGE improvement, both technically and in terms of story, over Chicken Little. Incomparable, really. I found it grimly fascinating that, in order to make Bolt truly believe that Penny was in mortal danger, he was never allowed off the set. The scene of Dr. Calico's cats taunting the little dog in his trailer is hilarious. :D

AND OH MY GOD RHINO. BACK THE FUCK UP, IS THAT A TV-OBSESSED, HYPER-ENTHUSIASTIC HAMSTER IN A PLASTIC BALL I SEE? WHY, YES. YES IT IS. GIVE IT UP FOR RHINO!

Bolt and Mittens are precious, and I LOVE the pigeons. Goddamnit, those pigeons! The animators caught every single imaginable nuance of pigeon behavior in those delightful little birds! - constantly rotating heads and necks, puffing chests, fluttering feathers.... Lord. The Hollywood pigeons cracked me up the most. "HOsnap!"

I'll go ahead and include my unfinished post from Friday evening in a cut. Further Watchmen thoughts, Brian K. Vaughan's Pride of Baghdad, and more tl;dr goodness! )

Um... well, I should get to bed soon (though I'll probably sketch a bit first).

The director's cut of Watchmen would be fantastic in IMAX format. ;__;
arkratirma: (memory)
SO! The Internet is up on Aunt Pam and Uncle Larry's computer AND on my desktop computer. I will check my laptop soon to see if I can connect with it again.

Unfortunately, it appears that I damaged the newer router's jacks when removing its cables (when Robin had me take the router and modem into my room to try to temporarily connect to the Internet for Remote Access); the cables do not snap into place as they should. Uncle Larry hooked up the older router and got everything settled! He realized that the cables may have been improperly connected to the older router, so there was probably no need to buy the newer router in the first place. I still felt bad and asked if he'd be able to get his money back for the newer router, but he said it was no big deal.

Talked with Dad briefly. He asked how Uncle Larry was doing before I got on the phone, and he's going to call back soon.

Dad needs a hip replacement. His left hip has a tiny margin of 3/8 of an inch of cartilage between the hip socket and ball joint, but his right hip is bone-on-bone, just as his right knee had been.

Dad also mentioned that I could probably teach him a lot of new technical computer things thanks to my three-hour phone conversation with Robin yesterday. Wheee, I'm learning! - AND I'M NOT EVEN IN SCHOOL!

...Although that's going to change in a handful of days, but I'm relishing my time off, brief though it is.

OH OH AURORA! I read Tunnels of Blood the night before last night! :D Darren Shan's Cirque du Freak series is a lot of fun: easy to read, yet exciting and bona fide page-turners.

Murlough is a creepy bastard, but... cool at the same time. :3

I can read the fourth book now!

Today is overcast and wet, so I may settle down and start Little Children later on. I want to READ more! Draw more, write more.... If there are more sunny days ahead, I want to get the gang up for a hike to the butte, too.

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