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I was going to finally update this thing, but couldn't think of anything to say. Which is odd because I was laying in bed last night and I very vividly remember thinking, "oh shit, I need to put that in my LJ!" and now can't remember what the hell I was thinking about.
So instead, I decided to go to a random chat site where they pair you up with a total stranger to talk to. I was bored, so I went through about ten people who couldn't seem to get past "a/s/l?" I eventually got sick of it and decided to fuck around a little.
On the plus side, I did get to talk with a girl (at least I think it was a girl) who was apparently drunk, but very coherent and intelligent. She talked to me about books.
( But here are a couple of the gems. Bah, bored at 3am SUCKS. )
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[26 Aug 2008|10:50pm] |
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So, I live with four other people. This does not include the plethora of psychopaths and drug addicts that come over here to associate with said housemates. And they all EAT MY FOOD. So, tonight after getting back from the store, I posted this note in BRIGHT GREEN SHARPIE on the fridge:
Dear Family:
Dear Housemates:
Dear Society As A Whole:
I am flat broke. So broke, in fact, that I am considering selling my "boyfriend" on the street corner because let's face it, he'd bring a damn good price. Anyway. I have just been grocery shopping. DO NOT EAT MY FOOD. If you eat my food, I will be broke and hungry, but you will be dead. Let's just all avoid the drama, all right?
Respectfully Yours.
(do you think they'll get the point?)
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[05 Aug 2008|10:28pm] |
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It's been a very busy (and very wonderful) week, and I promise to do an actual update and reply to comments asap. But, at the moment, I have a favor to ask of all my amazing flisters: does anyone have an mp3 of "Tornado" by the Black Crowes that they could send me? I'm having soooo many problems finding it for download and I just may die if I don't get it. :P
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[20 Jul 2008|11:43pm] |
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Just dropping in to ask all my oh-so-smart LJ buddies a question:
In the context of internet lingo, what the hell does "FTW" mean?
Because in my biker/skinhead oriented life, it has always meant either "fuck the world" or "forever truly white." And the first time I saw someone post it online, I was all.. "meh? What the fuck does fangirling over Jeff Hardy have to do with being white?" LOL. But now everyone says it!
I looked it up and found that when related to the internet, it most often means "for the win." And that makes sense in some posts, but it still confuses me. Is there some other definition that I've been kept in the dark about?!
It makes my brain hurt.
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[06 Jul 2008|10:05pm] |
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Info -
[ ] I am shorter than 5'4.
[x] I think I'm ugly sometimes.
[x] I have many scars.
[ ] I tan easily. (HA! I'm a fucking redhead. I don't tan at all.)
[ ] I wish my hair was a different color.
[ ] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.
[x] I have a tattoo. (or eleven. :D )
[ ] I am self-conscious about my appearance.
[ ] I have/I've had braces.
[ ] I wear glasses.
[x] I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
[x] I've been told I'm attractive by a complete stranger.
[x] I have more than 2 piercings.
[ ] I have piercings in places besides my ears.
[x] I have freckles.
( Rest of the meme from Vickie )
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[04 Jul 2008|10:52pm] |
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I am writing.
This is a very rare occurance these days.
Nobody bother me! lol.
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[20 Jun 2008|06:08pm] |
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It has come to my attention recently that most the humans on this planet are worthless, pathetic excuses for "people."
You think you're friends with someone. You go out of your way to help them whenever possible. You lend your money, your ear, your heart to them. Then you turn around for one moment to deal with your own life, and suddenly you've got a knife sticking out from between your shoulder blades.
It's nearly impossible to tell the difference between friends and backstabbers right off the bat. So your only choices are to either completely separate yourself from this plague of 'humanity,' or keep trusting people and keep watching your blood stain the ground.
Regrettably, it's isn't possible for me to remove myself from the general population. So, I just have to keep letting people in and taking the chance. In some ways, I am grateful for this. I have a few true friends, who have saved my life on several occasions and in many different ways. I know that these people will stand here in the fire with me, until the end of all things. I don't know what I would do without them.
For those people with their knives ready in their hands, I have but one simple message. You may stick me, and I may bleed... but I will not be the only one. The only difference is, my blood will be metaphorical. Yours, on the other hand, will be pouring freely from your face, because I'm not putting up with this bullshit for one second longer.
And perhaps the next person who considers trying to play me for a fool will see the scars that it got you, and think twice about it.
That's all.
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[16 Jun 2008|10:50pm] |
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01. I've come to realize that my butt: is pretty much nonexistant.
02. I've come to realize that when I talk: I usually have to talk over other people, because no one will ever just shut the fuck up and listen.
03. I've come to realize that if I love someone: they will probably up and leave, in one way or another.
04. I've come to realize that I need: to just accept that my life will probably never be any better than it is right now, and I should embrace that fact.
05. I've come to realize that I've lost: my innocence, long ago.
06. I've come to realize that I hate it when: people think I'm stupid enough to not realize when they're lying to me.
07. I've come to realize that if I'm drunk: I'll usually regret it the next day.
08. I've come to realize that money: makes the world go 'round. And my world is standing dead fuckin' still.
09. I've come to realize that my mother: is the best I could possibly wish for.
10. I've come to realize that I'll probably always be: A cynical bitch.
( Rest of the meme from Devlin )
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[12 Jun 2008|02:47pm] |
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So, I've been back on LJ for a while commenting on other people's posts... but this is the first official post I've done in like, forever. Trying to get back in the swing of things, and ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) vickienash is helping me out by providing some memes. ;D
Eventually, I want to get back to my writing. I've let Wonderland sit for a damn year now, and it NEEDS to be finished. Even if nobody even remembers it anymore... it's always in the back of my mind, and it's screaming for closure! Plus, I have 18 prompted drabbles that I need to finish.. it's a good exercise to get me back into that frame of mind. So hopefully those will be up sometime in the semi-near future.
( Memes from Vicki )
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[12 Oct 2007|11:12pm] |
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I just saw a commercial for designer vacuum cleaners. This depresses me for some reason.
Anyway. Things are getting better. Working, getting a steady paycheck... after paying off some of my bills, of course, I'm broke again... but at least I still have electricity. Still haven't had the cash to get my cellphone replaced, or even my driver's license... so now I'm totally illegal. I don't have a license, or insurance. Oh well.. one thing at a time, I guess. Lights and showers are more important. Thanks to everybody that showed their support in my time of need... oh, wait. Nobody did! Oh well.
/bitter cattiness ;P
My mom took me to see Across the Universe... it is my current obsession. Max/Jude = new OTP.
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[27 Sep 2007|06:25am] |
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Okay, so here it is! The life update...
The family (14 of us in total) took an awesome trip to Hawaii last month. It was loads of fun, and I'm glad that I got to enjoy such a wonderful thing before life decided to try and beat me down. I have a lot of pictures up that you guys can view if you have a myspace. They're all public so you don't have to add me to see them, but of course feel free to do so if you want. Just send me a message first 'cause I deny all friend requests if I don't know who they are. _darklighter
I haven't really mentioned this all too much, since I don't tend to get real personal here.. LJ is mostly about fandom world for me, I guess. But I'm in the middle of a (much-needed) divorce. So that's adding a lot to my plate right now... that and all the drama of starting a new relationship without completwly voiding the old one. A lot of people have a lot to say about that, and I guess it's taken a lot of energy for me to hold up my middle finger for so long.
Then, shortly after coming back from vacation, the cards dealt me and my dad a pretty bad hand, and we both ended up unemployed. This left us both scrambling to find jobs, which can be kinda hard to come by around here. Of course, my car picked this exact time to decide that she was no longer in need of a starter. So getting out to find work became difficult. We ended up taking most of our worldly belongings to a pawn shop, and we're still likely to be living without electricity here in the near future.
My birthday was going well.. the extended family took me out drinking, and much fun was had. BTW, any of you ever had a chocolate cake shooter? Very yummy. I was enjoying myself very much until I had a moment of clarity though the alcohol haze, and realized someone had stolen my purse. My purse which contained my wallet (ID, social security card, and all the money I had to my name.. all $40 worth.. but fuck man, it was ALL I HAD!), my car/house keys, and my goddamned cellphone. I swear, whatever happened to decent human beings on this fucking planet? I hope whoever it was is really enjoying my 40 bucks and whatever he can get for my cellphone.. thanks to you, man, I might be the next one you see begging on the side of the freeway offramp.
I had a job for about two hours, working as a phone operator for a "private dance company." During those two hours, I was propositioned for everything from erotic massages to golden showers. It became increasingly clear that my "private dance company" was nothing but a glorified prostitution ring, so I booked it out of there before I ended up in prison.
I almost landed there, anyway, though. Had the cops called on me and was lucky that I have a silver tongue, and talked my way out of jailtime. But, we won't go into that, and the only thing I have to say, is why can't people just shut up and take the beating that they deserve? Pussy fucking bitches have to get scared and cry to mommy and daddy and the fuckin police force, thankyouverymuch. Maybe if you weren't such a sorry excuse for a person, people wouldn't want to beat the fuck out of you. As quoted from one of my favorite songs, it's hard to talk shit with no fuckin' teeth, darlin'. Keep that in mind.
Anyway... you see? Life sucks. And I do have valid excuses for being absent.. though this probably will not be the end of it. Realistically, I will be without an internet connection soon.. but hopefully for only a brief period of time. I am working now, and although it is only part time, hopefully I can rake in enough to pay the bills... that is, if my car will stay running long enough to keep me employed. Otherwise, I guess I'm parking my ass at the nearest bus stop.
Thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday! I love you guys, and no worries. Things have been a lot worse than this before, and if this is the hardest thing I ever have to deal with in my life, I'll consider myself one of the lucky ones.
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[26 Sep 2007|03:34am] |
So. I realize I've been MIA for a while.
I just thought I would drop in and let y'all know I'm still alive! Things have been ultra hectic around here, but I'll type up an actual entry ASAP.
Sorry for being out of the loop for so long! I promise I'll do my best to try and catch up.
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| At the request of zoewwelover |
[30 Jul 2007|07:49pm] |
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1. Name:
2. Birthday:
3. Place of residence:
4. What makes you happy:
5. What are you listening to now/have listened to last:
6. Do you read my lj:
7. If you do, what is particularly good/bad about it:
8. An interesting fact about you:
9. Are you in love/have a crush at the moment:
10. Favourite place to be:
11. Favourite lyric:
12. Best time of the year:
13. Weirdest food you like:
14. Do farts make you laugh:
Recommend
1. A film:
2. A book:
3. A band, a song and an album:
Plus
1. One thing you like about me:
2. Two things you like about yourself:
3. Put this in your lj so I can tell you what I think of you.
4. Post a picture of yourself. (optional!)
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[11 Jul 2007|11:31pm] |
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Instructions: Each player starts with 7 random habits/facts about themselves. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their seven things, as well as these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 7 people to get tagged & list their names.
1. I hate pretty much all animals, except for cats.
2. I currently have nine tattoos, and am getting a tenth next month in Hawaii.
3. I have a brother who is twenty one years older than me.
4. My favorite food ever is potato salad.
5. I've only been to two states: California, where I reside; and Nevada, where I was married.
6. I am very involved in the occult, and all things supernatural.
7. I have a 100% clean driving record; no accidents or tickets. ... ::knocks on wood:: :D
I tag... anyone who wants to do this, 'cause I can't keep track of who already has. Hehe.
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[27 Jun 2007|12:40pm] |
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So. I haven't written anything on the subject yet. Mostly because I don't know what to say. Mere words, usually my greatest vice, are of no use to me at the moment. But because I am overflowing with emotions, maybe writing it out will help. I doubt it.
It's been hard to stop crying for the past couple of days. Sometimes, there are moments where I feel silly for crying over people that I didn't even really know. But then the 'logical' side of me kicks in, and I know that there is no shame over crying for lost lives, no matter what the circumstances.
Chris was always one of my favorite wrestlers, and yes, I'm taking this hard. It's not fair to say that I'm not interested in what happened to them. Rather, I don't believe we will ever know; and therefore, I don't care what the news reports say. I believe Chris is the only one who will ever know why, and he can't tell us now. It's really none of our business, anyway. This was a private thing, within their family. And while my grief-striken heart is curious, if I did somehow possess the information, I wouldn't feel right having it.
What I do care about is the loss of three beautiful lives in this fucked up world.
I try, usually, to respect other people's opinions. But in this situation, I have zero tolerance. I've read too many "opinions" stating that how dare we honor a wife-beater, a drug addict, a murderer. If somebody dared come up and say that to my face, they'd be on the ground holding their broken nose. Whatever may have happened that night, the man we grieve for is not a murderer. Three victims were removed from that home. Let's just remember that.
I would like nothing more than to be able to move past this, and I know that I will, in time. But I take death very seriously, and right now, I am in mourning. I mourn for a man I never knew, but who came into my home every week and put his life on the line to entertain me. I mourn for a man who loved his friends, and his fans, and most of all, his family. I mourn for a mother and child who maybe didn't understand why this was happening to them, and I hope that they have all found peace and understanding, now.
To Chris, Nancy, and Daniel Benoit: you will never be forgotten. I hope you all have found whatever god you believed in.
Oh, and Vince? Fuck you. I hope karma gives you exactly what you deserve.
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