Pub Crawl Ditty
Today, someone at the bus-stop asked me where I got my collar. I was so happy ^_^

I also saw Cassie. For those who don't remember, Cassandra is Jan's eldest daughter. Jan is Dad's ex. When we were younger, I used to see her on weekends when I was at Dad's place because Jan was living with him.

It occurs to me that I know quite a few people simply because they lived with us for some ammount of time. We have too many people drifting into our homes.

Anyway, she looked good - at least, better then I remember. At that stage her hair was partially dyed red though, so... anyway, spoke briefly until the light changed.

I missed mum again today. She came home while I was at AGW. I'm sure I'll see her eventually.

Liam comes back this Sunday. I can't wait. Must... snug... boy!

Okay, nuff said...



"Besides, thanks to all the boys I've met in my short but ostentaciously miserable life time, I play for a different team now. If you know what I mean."
"Well, there's my happy thought for the day!"
~9th Elsewhere, taken over by Sprite Monkey.
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Wildflower ~ Skylark

She's faced the hardest times
you could imagine
and many times her eyes fought back the tears
and when her youthful world
was about to fall in
each time her slender shoulders
bore the weight of all her fears
and a sorrow no one hears
still rings in midnight silence,
in her ears

Let her cry, for she's a lady
let her dream, for she's a child
let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower,
growing wild

and if by chance I should hold her
let me hold her for a time
but if allowed just one possession
I would pick her from the garden,
to be mine

Be careful how you touch her,
for she'll awaken
and sleep's the only freedom that she knows
and when you walk into her eyes,
you won't believe
the way she's always paying
for a debt she never owes
and a silent wind still blows
that only she can hear and so she goes

Let her cry, for she's a lady
let her dream, for she's a child

let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower,
growing wild


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Lyrical Nonsense
Use any song lyric to describe:
-Yourself: "she never gives out and she never gives in, She just changes her mind." ~ Billy Joel
-Your family: "Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me." ~ Bob Dylan
-Your friends: "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts"
-Your love life: "...it's all I know that you're half of the flesh and blood that makes me whole" ~ K'Lee
-Your outlook on life: "There's no one to hear, you might as well scream" ~ Melissa Etheridge
-How you feel right now: "caught in a one-way street With the monsters in your head." ~ Savage Garden
-Violence: "The violence causes such silence"~ The Cranberries
-Sex: "The only thing that looks good on me..." ~ Brian Adams
- Alchohol: "Drink, Drink, Drink, Drink some more Drink, Drink, Drink, 'Till I'm on the floor" ~Toxic Narcotic
-Death: "But you can still be free If time will set you free" ~ Savage Garden or "Life's a laugh and Death's a joke, it's true" From the Monty Python boys.
-The grossest lyric ever: "Let's get animal, animal, I wanna get animal... Let's get into animals. Wait here while I get my dog, I'll get my dog" ~ It's a version of 'Physical' by Olivia Newton John I've got... with the words somewhat edited...

What is your favorite song lyric?
"When there's no one left to leave you, even you don't quite believe you, that's when nothing can decieve you" ~Steve Winwood

Why?
It just resonates very powerfully with me.

Which band has the best lyrics?
That's a damned good question... A lot of bands have a lot of really good lyrics. Savage Garden were very good for lyrics - I loved their lyrics. I love them so much... 'I knew I loved you' is sooo romantic ::sighs:: Actually... a lot of the above lyrics were Savage Garden. I don't have my lyrics file here, so I'm going on memory and what's on this spiritual site (Doesn't really fit most of them, ne?)

Meanwhile... I've gotta get Hell Freezes Over by The Eagles - they have this song on there called 'Get over it' that I think may prevent me from getting the bat out and beating the crap out of things.
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Small, White and Flufftacular
I'm wih Zoe at one of her cousin's places. I woke up at five, so sofar all is good ^_^

So, what have I done so far? I've drawn a pic of Orion (THE BASTARD IS STEALING MY SOUL! SOMEONE SAVE ME! PLEASE!!) but I've yet to decide what he's gonna be wearing so he's sort of... pantsless. For now, I'm deriving at least some small satisfaction from denying him clothing - revenge for eating my brain. But he'll be re-pantsed soon. I've also drawn a typo-imp, which is cute and funny. So there will be a large update when I get home. Which, depending on how I go staying up, will be sometime early tomorrow.

I want to implement my new layout soon. I'll probably go home, update my site, go to sleep, wake up, implement the new layout, go back to sleep or photoshop for a while (I have to make sure I'm in a condition to play Exalted on tuesday) and then... I'm not entirely certain. I still have that poster to do, but I think I draw better when there's someone else around to... Talk to, I guess. Stimulation aids in creativity. I could never be an artistic recluse. I need the company. People inspire me... to a degree. People I like inspire me. Crazy is good. Inane drunken conversations are good. Orion is not. GET THE FECK OUT OF MY BRAIN!!! Angel is good. I want to draw more Angel. She's... okay, not nice to me nor is she nice in general... but she's got kids to keep her occupied, so she doesn't insist on gnawing on my sanity. Four kids will do that. Okay... Four kids and Necro, who'se like a child in the body of a large, large man. At least he likes children. And not in the way he likes goats, so the kids don't get turned to dog kibble...

I'm rambling.

Damn you texans.

Smuuuuuuurff.

I wish I had photoshop right about now. I'd like to photoshop. Bah.

I think I'll finsih before I jump off of the deep-end of irreverence.



"Quiet you multi-colored smurf before I flick your lil?ass back to Small-timore!?
~ Orange Girl Explosion. It's about Yugi. It's funny.
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I Plugged The Damned Thing In...
Early morning, Friday. One of my friends was hit by a car yesterday. She's alive, but she's lucky that it occured on North Terrace and that the speed limit has been set to 50. She's not a happy camper. I called Zoe, that's how I heard. So that's one of those things I keep telling myself I'll do that I've done. We'll be having a pizza and beer night soon with luck.

Roxette is playing. Makes me think of Ri-chan ^_^ "Hello, you fool, I love you..."

Travis has been freekin' downloading again. Another download manager. I'm willing to permit him to have it, certainly, but I think if it's associated program doesn't stop trying to access the internet I'm going to frekin shoot it and then uninstall the fucker.

Meanwhile, I've been on a fanfiction kick lately... bah, mine secret shame. Which will remain secret, haaaaai? ::gives readers a stern look:: Good puppies.

So far, since last Thursday, I've seen mum for all of a minute. I can't remember how long before thursday it's been since I saw her - she wasn't here when I left, don't think, and I can't remember if she was there the night before...

Not that I'm the paranoid parent or anything, we just keep missing each other.

Orion's eating my freekin brain again. I'm trying to sic Jabaz on him, but it's not working. Photoshop's beign a pain. I can't use filters. Which I suppose is good, because it means I have to do everything without shortcuts (Like blur - I didn't know how much I used that), but the Pattern Fill option isn't working either, so I've had to tile by hand. Blah. Ah well, at least photoshop itself is working okay.

It occurs to me that a lot happened today, and I didn't do much.

Oh, and I was watching a movie just a moment ago - I think it was in Korean. Either way, it had the most beautiful ending - the leading man lay dying under that tree that has the funky-shaped yellow leaves, which were steadily falling like golden snow... and he had a white streak in his haid, and was very cute, so all was well. He didn't die. I think everyone else did though. It was a bit heavy handed with the editing, but asside from that it was good. I'd go check the name, but I'm lazy.



"Why do women have butts on their chests?"
~ Gokou, Dragonball
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The Tahir-a-thon
Well, my enrollment is complete. And, as seems to be the case too often, I managed to get into all of my tech subjects with the barest minimum of fuss. But 2D animation and Multimedia Desktop? Not a space left in anything that I can attend AND finish before 8. So it appears that next year I'm going to have to head home at an ungodly late hour on at least one day a semester. AGAIN. That's the problem with having all but one of my classes per semester at one campus, with that other one being on the other side of the city. It's an hour bus between them, but that still means there has to actually be an hour between the lessons to allow me to get between them - and there just ain't. -_-.

On the other hand, I'll have 5 hours of nothing to play with on mondays. And Tuesdays free for semester 2.
I could choose to finish at 7 on a Tuesday rather then 8 on a Wednesday, but I'd be heading in to uni for ONLY that lesson, which would start at 5. And it'll be no lighter nor easier to get back at 7:30 then it will at 8:30. So... meh.

Anyway, enough about enrolment. I've been at Mel's place since monday. Roleplay Marathon, of sorts. We got lot's of exalted done - actually avoided being killed and finished a story arc, which is nice. A day you don't die can't be all bad. Well, not for my boy Tahir in any case...

It was good. I had fun. I missed enrollment, but... eh, I'll live. But now I'm freekin nackered. I might go get some pepsi...

I have to call Zoe... I keep forgetting to... maybe I should write down some topic's of conversation first...

If my witless sleep-addled goo-center can produce more, I will endeavour to philosophise to ya'all.



“My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre, and that I am therefore excused from saving Universes.”
~ Douglas Adams


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TUSK!

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The cool-headed, inteligent bishonen!
Your type is incredibly smart. He could probably
fight his way out of a problem as well as
anyone, but he perfers to be calm and logical
about things, making a stratgic battle plan
first. Of course, if something REALLY gets
under his skin, it's death time.


What is your ideal bishonen!?
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The Man In The Back Said 'Everyone Attack'
I've got a can of pepsi max and a bacardi breezer. There's an apple danish in the oven, and a 70's bonanza on the radio. My photoshop is working tonight. In this little personal self-enclosed world, there are only two thigs wrong right now. The first is that I can't open the freekin' breezer. The seccond is that my boyfriend is on a plane, probably pulling into Malaysia airpot at this moment. He'll be gone for two weeks.

And one of those things can be struck off - I've just gotten the damn bottle open. I swear, I'm so freekin weak I'm surprised I've yet to be mugged. Bah. Enough about pathetic puppy nature.

Now, onto... Orion? Bah, that damned vampire's been eating away at my brain. If you read two posts down, you'll get a hint of the base. I decided to draw Orion. Doing absolutely nothing and not looking particularly great at that - mostly it was for the dragon in the background. My brain has already dubbed him Rhydwyn, which is odd to say the least but yet... maybe one day it'll start talking to Orion. PS, the quote for todays post is very him.

And damned if I haven't forgotten to call Zoe today. I suppose it's not too late yet, but... given how she parties, she'll either be out or asleep right now. I suppose I can try calling her tomorrow before I leave... since I won't be back for a bit... She's mad at me again, so I guess I should do something. I don't really know what though - I suppose we have nothing in common any more. But we do have almost 15 years of history, most of which I'll admit I either can't remember or choose not to. Bah. I don't want her mad at me. She's got Bond for a start. And she's not bad, she's just heading on a diferent track to me. Never really as much of a geek as I. I may not be the queen of geeks, but I like to think I'm in the heirachy somewhere. Maybe I can be a squire.

Time for a pie-check. Love and peace to you all my puppies.

I have a collar now ^_^!! Behold my joy.


"Ordinarily he was insane, but he had lucid moments when he was merely stupid. "
~ Heinrich Heine

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Every apartment should have their own Mrs. Shindou. She's that nice old lady who brings you cookies and gives you helpfull advice for Watching the Phantom of the Opera while thoroughly embarrasing you. Horray for liberated older women!
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Collateral You Want
I have a new favorite pet name for sex. 'Seeing the Phantom Of The Opera'. At the moment, it beats the Soul /Kiss name for my ammusement factor.

Now. Onto my day. With luck, the Phantom has drawn your attention.

I got to see Ri-chan for a little while today before my Exalted game - which, might I ad, was a lot of fun concidering I really thought we'd be hunted down like dogs after the previous weeks session. I thought it was good, and much fun was had - including my boy managing to avoid being injured for the first time I can think of. Most everyone had to undergo a style change.

I caught the train back really late. It was dark by the time I got home. I was walking down the streets to get to my place and it was raining... well, it was misting finely. The ends of the streets were submerged in fog, and this fine rain was hazing everything and slicking up the roads around, lit only by the lights of the street-lamps and the occasional pasing car. It was very film noir.

It then struck me that Orion would look perfect here. I guess Orion's very film noir too. Lately, Orion's become like a serpentine version of the puppy whining at the back door for attention. If snakes could whine and had the legs to scratch at the door, they would be Orions.

Anyway, it was surprisingly plesant given I'd been left at Arendale for half an hour while the light rappidly fled this city and the rain decided to re-moisten the already foul landscape that was the surrounds of the Arendale bus terminal. McDonalds and piss smell worse wet.

My brother is worse then I am for getting dressed when he doesn't have to. I don't think he's worn a shirt for thre days. At least it saves on washing.

Anyway, I'm surprisingly tired right about now. Don't know why. Reading some funny shiznicht is making me feel better (The Phantom of the Opera thing for example. I'm easilly ammused, and the Phantom Of The Opera reference tickles my fancy now.) Pepsi is also helping.

I suppose that'll do for now. Not my place to rant :P


"Your diary told you that I liked you?"
"Oh yes. It also told me that I couldn’t talk to the grass anymore because it made it jealous."
~ Kitzaku
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