LoveAndASandwich has a custom Mutt for sale in the Mutt Store. Someone should buy it, it's wonderful!
BUY IT HERE!!!I've done away with my journal design for now, I have a new one in the works as I write this here journal. I've got a portfolio design in the works as well, going to integrate it with WordPress and a few other projects underway.
So as the title states, I almost killed myself in an attempt to be healthy, it's a bit of an exaggeration buttt a funny story none the less. When I was in high school I ran track, played football, soccer, ect. I was fit, I was in shape and running 5-6 miles was but a warm up run for me. Well I got caught up in school in my Senior year and didn't partake in any sports and barely had time to sleep let alone work out. So yesterday I decided, "Today is the day I start getting myself on track," the weather in Michigan was brisk and cool but felt nice once you'd work up a sweat... Had I made it that far. My mother jokingly said to take my cell phone with me in case she needed to pick me up, oh now how I wish I had taken that joke serious.
I attempted to do a mile run yesterday, not the best idea in 40 degree weather, when you're physically out of shape. (Everyone has this misconception that just because I'm skinny and look fit, I'm in shape, thanks metabolism but it's not the truth by any means). So I make it about 3/4's of the way through my mile run and spray the side of some poor chaps house with what was a Big Mac and French Fries from my lunch earlier that day. I then was finding myself back where I was in 8th grade, and asthma attack, I hadn't had one of these since then. Admittedly I was in physical shape after my last asthma attack, and since the ceased to be physical at all. So I put my hands above my head and power walk the last 1/4 mile.
My trouble breathing increases, I'm getting breaths, but it's still that suffocation feeling. I walk in the back door, my mom looks at me smiles, and starts to say something, before I even hear the first word, I black out and hit the kitchen floor. Now I'm on a breathing treatment for the next few days and docs orders is to take it light, and work up to it. I'm not disappointed in myself at all, 3/4's of the mile after being what you could say the laziest twat on earth, isn't bad. It gives me something to work for now.
In other news, I have a new project underway, another pair of shoessssss.




This is the Photoshop mock up of the shoes. I'm going to have to solve on how doing the black and pink pin stripes, I've been using a vinyl film to mask the areas and paint, and using a heat gun, I can heat it up and peel it off without a problem. Over that doesn't seem to really work with the silver area. I'm thinking of just applying a quick coat or two of clear coat, to give it a layer of protection when I stick down the vinyl, so when I peel it up, I'll peel up clear coat and not the silver.
I'll figure it all out soon enough.
In other news of my life, my parents are letting me put an office in the basement, which is rather exciting. Redoing my bedroom as well since I'll then no longer have a love seat, a computer, and my gaming equipment in my room. I bought a pair of high-top black converse all-stars, and a an all white pair of high-top Air Force ones. That's all for now, stay tuned for the finishing of the shoes.