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Archive for September 11th, 2002

Photo Album #1: My Room

Posted by jetblack on September 11th, 2002



This is my door, my Ayanami Rei wall scroll from storage, my television with satellite feed and my ol’ Coca-Cola clock that I had in storage. You can see my alarm clock on top on my TV.


My bed, a full. My very first wall scroll ever is on the right (Ran-chan in the Shampoo pose), and my Macross wall scroll is on the left.


What room wouldn’t be complete without my bookcase full of books? Though, it is a little sparse as I track down all my old books.


My desk, or the left side of it. It’s already cluttered up.


My closet, which makes what little clothing I own look pretty pathetic… oh well. I’ve never been one for a huge wardrobe.

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All Television and no Internet access makes Cochrane go crazy!

Posted by jetblack on September 11th, 2002

It being September 11th and all, and the fact that it’s one year following the tragedy that occurred in New York, the overriding theme in the week preceding has been pretty much about remembering. Remembering what happened and remembering how I felt, or where I was, and reliving the audio and video history of the event on television and radio makes forgetting utterly impossible. I think it’s one thing to have a special or a documentary about the events, but it’s quite another for the media to engage in an utter blitz on the people in a transparent attempt to boost ratings. It’s enough to suck all the emotion out of it and start despising the media for literally commercializing the shit out of it.

That said, I’m really glad to have Internet access back. As I’m back more and more, now, I’ll be able to put up a regular saga of mental crap that everyone is used to. I’ve been without a free creative outlet beyond my writing, and even then it’s beginning to fade away again. I’m almost done with the first short story of the Quarterdeck Breed series, but I’ve hit a couple of blocks that’re just frustrating.

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