JenX Digital Imaging

Protected: So, I’m pretty sure I break things

jenx — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 16:13:25 +0000

Upgraded and added stuff.

jenx — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 18:05:54 +0000

Ok, so far, I’m slightly confused by the WP upgrade, but, I’ll get used to it. Also, I made twitter my bitch, and was able to integrate it into the site. OH OH OH, Also added my last.fm stuff to it, so you can all see that I’m on an 80’s bender at the moment. Beyond that, all I’m doing is rolling my eyes at seams at the moment. Hopefully, soon, I’ll have a better update than that.

Jeni

Assholes who are tall should really stand in the back.

jenx — Sat, 28 Jun 2008 14:58:56 +0000

I know, I know. I’m not exactly short. Susan once told me that we’re kind of like twins…who were born years apart. When she left the womb, she made off with all the curly hair, while I took all the tall. I’m 5′10″ (for the record, Joe is 5′11″, therefore meeting my height requirement), and I wanted to kill a lot of tall people last night.

More after the jump.

Ok, so we all know the constant that people are assholes, and people in groups are huge assholes. So, when you get a group of assholes together, only the tall people can see what’s going on. However, I’m going to start at the beginning.

First things first, we met Mr. Inappropriate (my name for him) while trying to find a spot where we would be able to see the stage. I don’t remember a thing he said, I just remember that I found it hillarious. It was something like asking a girl next to him “Would you rather die horribly in a train wreck, or buy a Hello Kitty™ wallet?” I don’t remember, nor do I particularly care, but within 30 seconds of asking the question, he was showing his nipples off, earning his nickname from me.

So, very soon after that, we move. Far, far away. We find a spot where we can see SOME of the stage. Ok, bonus. It’s the middle, which means I’ll be able to see Pat. Again, bonus. Well, not so much, because then, Captain Animated came along with his buddy Mr. I’ve-had-way-too-much-to-drink-already-and-my-wife’s-on-her-way-and-I-hope-she-doesn’t-notice-me-macking-on-the-ugly-chick-on-the-bench. Sorry, I couldn’t come up with anything shorter. Well, I did, but, I call at least 20 people “douchebag”, so I thought originality would be key. Anyway, they were both well over 6 feet tall. Then we have EVERY TALL PERSON IN DETROIT that decided they needed to be in front.

I so wanted a pea shooter. Srsly. Every asshole there was in shorts. It would have been perfect. Alas, I don’t even own a peashooter, and I don’t think Joe would have let me dismantle his pens.

Then, we had this couple hop in front of us…he was short. She was tall. He was obviously in like with her, she was highly indifferent. Like, when Pat played “We Belong” (Hello, love song!!), and he tried to get close, she just kind of slid away. Ooh, ouch! We felt bad. Joe commented “Wow, a lot of the couples here tonight are jaded!” as we went along with our PDA’s. Yes, we’re that couple, get over it. We’re the couple that make out in a crowd. If he were a nervous minute-man, I’d have made him jizz his pants with the way I was dancing last night. So, there.

ANYWAY. Back to the beginning.

Assholes. Tall. Yeah.

There should be a concert rule. If the heads of those behind you reach no higher than your shoulder, you need to get the fuck back. That’s it, the end.

Pat Benatar rocked my face off. A dozen or so times. Last night.

jenx — Sat, 28 Jun 2008 13:17:57 +0000

Seriously, the show was orGASmic. Oh, wow. I can’t begin to tell you how awesome it was last night to see my FAVORITE singer ever, and FOR FREE, even. :) If only the show weren’t sponsored by REALLY shitty beer. (Budweiser)

So, here are some pictures of my adventure last night. Most of them speak for themselves. Because I wrote words on them.

I got the idea for this pic up the freeway a bit…the hill was higher, you could see more of the bridge…but, I think this gets the point across nicely. My throat *might* hurt more from the smog than from screaming at the top of my lungs.

Hmmm….someone can’t decide which way it is to the bridge to Canada. Awesome. I <3 Detroit logic.

This is not far at all from where we were. And, yet…see how not unfogged the view is as yet? Yeah.

While I’m not *from* DT originally, I do know that streetlights are important for main thoroughfares. And Jefferson just happens to be one of them. I don’t know, really, if anyone’s in charge of the streets, but I volunteer.

This is the stage before anyone got on. Some girl opened, I forget her name. Joe thought she was lame. I thought she was ok. Whatevs.

Ok, so my camera sucks. Hard. This is the best thing I could get with my camera, seriously. And, no, my camera phone couldn’t have done better. Ugh.

This last one is for Susiepants. She knows why. Sorry it’s fuzzy, but there’s totally cleavage.

So…we’ve decided that “June” isn’t exciting enough…

jenx — Mon, 16 Jun 2008 10:58:52 +0000

After a five-minute conversation with Joe (fiancee), we’ve decided that “June” isn’t an exciting enough name. So…I need all the help I can get.

So, what do YOU think her name should be?

Also, can you think of any options that I should include in the main package or an expansion? Let me know :) Either post a comment here, or send me an email to jenxdigital@gmail.com

Jeni

She’s got legs! (Yeah, I have ZZTop in my head, now, too.)

jenx — Sun, 15 Jun 2008 18:44:41 +0000

Leeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeg.

Ok, so she has one leg. She’ll have two shortly.

Ok, legs now! w00t! Now, I just have to fix the seams

She also has fingernails

Just keep on trying ’till you run out of cake.

jenx — Fri, 13 Jun 2008 18:02:07 +0000

Um, feet.

Foot Bottom!

Back of Leg and boooooooootay!

(Seams will be fixed once I fill in the skin ;) )

I’ve decided to name her June

jenx — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 15:29:57 +0000

Yeah, I’ve named her. And, here is what her hand looks like (oh, and a closeup of her belly tattoo, which, like I said in the post below, will be included in a freebie released after I release the product…because it’s a Geiger Alien…and, well…gotta be careful :P)

Working on more WHILE I work on some other stuff from work. w00tness.

Fuller hand texture.

And, June so far

Check her out, she’s got a palm!

Arms!

Ok, let’s try this again…

jenx — Tue, 10 Jun 2008 19:33:38 +0000

The progression of making hot fat chicks in Poser…well, at least texturing them.

The beginning. Yes, vaguely aware that skin tone from arm to body isn’t matching. This will be fixeded.

Now THOSE are lovely lady lumps. Plus skin. N’ stuff. Ok, so it’s just boobs and belly right now. Sue me. Jeez.

And filling in the hips and things.

More soon!

One more front Shot

Nice tattoo down there (it’ll be a freebie hip texture, because, um, it’s a geiger alien. I can’t help it. It was on the actual person’s skin.)

Aaaaaaaaand the buttshot. *ggl*

A closeup of the neck tattoo…which I have to fix because I still have hair covering half of it, LOL.

I don’t deserve what I have…does that make me lucky?

jenx — Sun, 18 May 2008 15:26:00 +0000

There is no better feeling in the world than someone telling you (and meaning it) that they love you…not in spite of your wrinkles, but because of them. Someone who holds you while you cry, wipes away your tears, and knows exactly when to make you laugh. And not because they want something from you, but because they know you and love you.

When you can sit in silence…and be comfortable. Excuse me, when I can sit in silence, and be comfortable. (What? We all know I can’t NOT talk, LOL) That is when you know you’re comfortable with someone. When I’m not constantly trying to read someone, to anticipate the next thing that’s going to set them off, the next thing I’ll have to shield myself from…that’s important to me. I don’t like having to try to figure out whether or not some little thing I’m doing right now is going to make someone crazy or set someone’s neuroses off. I want to be able to communicate freely, to KNOW what it is that I’m doing wrong, and how to quit it. And, that’s what I have right now.

About 3 or 4 months ago, I was sure that what I have right now was exactly what I DIDN’T want. I have stability, I have comfort, and I have someone who depends on me the way I depend on them. I’ve never ever had this. I never knew that I wanted this. I never knew this was possible. But, I do. It’s weird. It’s exciting. It’s frightening. It’s perfect.

Well, actually, only one thing can make this perfect. And that would be if Brodie were here. And, yes, we’ve been down, together, to visit home, and Brodie, and they get along…it’s too perfect. Should I be scared? Should I worry that something horrible is going to happen, right when I have everything I’ve ever wanted?

If I worried…I wouldn’t be able to enjoy…so, I will enjoy this. I will enjoy being awoken at 4am with a hand brushing my face, all because he missed my smile. I will enjoy being surprised with a “night out” to wander Borders just because it’s a bookstore and I love to read. I will enjoy being surprised at work with a can of Bawls and a king-sized Whatchamacalit “just because”*. I will enjoy stolen kisses and random hugs. I think I’m going to enjoy actually being in love.

*I am well aware that many of these things don’t sound romantic. Deal with it. My idea of a romantic night out is 3 hours at borders followed by a quick stop at Baskin Robbins.