Ahem.

What I Did Yestderday Evening

I stood and listened and swayed to Mambo for over an hour and a half. It was fun. My brain is MAMBOFIED!

Calling Mr Mustaine ...

Dave,

I like you. I do. But could you do me a couple of favours?

1. Stop being amusing. You're Heavy Metal. You shouldn't be funny.
2. Stop throwing non sequiturs into your deth bb posts.[Last line.]
3. Don't ever mention *NSync again, lest you find yourself snogging JuJu.
4. Stop using internet abbreviations and acronyms. I don't want to know how big a dork you are.
5. DON'T SAY Y'ALL!
6. Don't tell me about horses. You know who else likes horses.
7. Don't tel me about being awoken by your kid at 6AM. It makes you all cute.
8. Don't do that!
9. Stop looking good.
10. You're a bastard. I just wanted to tell you that. Now het out of my head.

Tammy and Tri, this is all your fault! The least you can do is help me with this damn Dave/Junior bunny.

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Prolly going to go ahead with the store idea. T-Shirts [and possibly mugs and mousemats] I want:

• "do not meddle in the affairs of slashers, for you are cute and look good with other men [with the linked mars-symbols beneath it]"
• "SBSW!"
• "not that I'm bitter"
• "I am not a person! I am a free number!"
• "coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee" [obviously, for a mug]
• the Kirk/Lars picture

Oh, and Vali: hehehe

Note to self

Self, just do the damn second newsletter now. You can get that finished in 40 minutes. Then you can go buy lunch. And then you can answer emails and LJ entries and then work on the finances and stuff, and when all that's done, then you can do the writing entry.

Um, kat?

About this song? You were right. I'm on the verge of crying for fuck's sake. Shit! I'm missing people I'd not thought about in years. And some that I did think about often lately.

Incredibly strong urge for closure suddenly. Fuck.

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I did not just look up the lyrics to this damn song. I didn't. And this isn't the fourth time in a row I'm listening to it, either.

And I'm not crying.

Random Observation #7

I may be meeting ivy soonish. Like, within two weeks soonish. *hopeshopeshopes*

Random Observation #8

I really shouldn't let Tri send me songs anymore.

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About 5 minutes ago, I was so depressed I wanted to cry. But now the biggest load of work is done, and I have chocolate, and Nette's telling me a story on AIM, and life is better.

Damn you, KD

1.Is your haircolor and texture real?
Texture, what there is of it, yes. Colour, not quite. Blue isn't a natural colour.

2. If not, how far do you let the roots grow out before coloring/bleaching/perming again?
Used to be, I'd have to let it grow out at least 2 cm, because that's how fast my hair grows, and I can't afford to have it cut & dyed more than once every two months. However, with the new haircut, I am hairdresser-independant, and will dye again after abou 3 mm.

3. Tan and hot now, pale and less-wrinkled later?
I don't tan. Ever. And I don't really want to, either. It'd ruin my goff image.

4. Are you bling blinging? If not, would you like to be?
No. I can't stand a lot of jewelry. The labret, an earring, and a pendant, but that's it. I want more peircings, but blinging? No. not mah thang.

5. Would you pose naked for Hustler (*Hustler*, not Playboy) for 200,000 bucks?
Probably. But only if they don't have me pose with another girl in one of those 'Hot Lesbian Sex Just For YOU" poses. That would piss me off.

And what's the differnce between Hustler and Playboy, anyway? 6. Can you curl your tongue into a little roll thing?
Yes. *demonstrates*

7. What food do you crave but feel guilty about eating? Fish. I'm wanting to go completely veggie, but I don't know if I can give up fish. I = pathetic.

8. Are you secretly convinced that someday you'll lose ten pounds and then be much happier? No. Not anymore. Because I'm as happy as I wanna be right now.

9. Thongs: sexy or practical?
Neither. They're strings up your butt crack. They're like voluntary wedgies. Ew.

10. Do you own a pair of shoes that you never wear because of the intense pain they cause, but you keep them around anyway because they're sweet?
No. I never buy painful shoes in the first place. Or at least, I haven't yet.

11. Have you ever cut your own hair? How'd that work out for you? Not yet. I will if the crew cut gets too long. I'll let you know.

12. Do you ever think you might be pretentious? Does that worry you?
Yes. And no. Although it worries me that that doesn't worry me.

13. Do you find loose or tight shirts more comfortable?
Tight. Loose shirts get in the way and irritate me.

14. Be honest. Do you dress for other women, or for men?
Um, for me? And for women. Definitely.

15. If a woman were running for president, and you didn't agree with her politics, would you vote for her anyway, just because?
I don't think so. But then, I don't live in a republic, so.

Are you happy now?

Yes, yes, YES!

From Your-Site billing department:

<<We have billed your friends credit card today. Our support department will be enabling your site today.>>

Thank you, Lord. And Steve. And also, Your-Site, who've been very patient and nice and correct through this whole thing. If only they ran my bank. [Not that I'm bitter.]

Hm

I've been harsh today. I told a person that'd been irritating me for a long time exactly what irritated me. I doubt it'll help. That's one of the things that grated me.

But fuck, it felt good to not hold back, to not carefully think about each word to make sure it couldn't be taken the wrong way. I've decided that at this point, I really, truly don't care anymore what people in general think of me. The people whose opinion matters to me will not think less of me because I speak my mind, because I'm a bitch.

Yet Another Friggin Survey

Yeah, well. Stole this one from this persona.

I see:My monitor. A U2 poster. Breckin and a BMfM action figure on top of my monitor. Lots and lots of post-its. A spreadsheet that I need to figure out how much money these social security agency people owe us. [Nearly 10 000 dollar.] A bottle of orange juice. My garfield mug.
I needTo write. My Tribabe. Someone to talk to. Cy/Skids-ness. To write. An appartement. My brother.
I find: Being a bitch is more than it's cracked up to be. Dave Mustaine highly cuddlable. The deth bb's alternatively very entertaining and very annoying. Hanson very sneaky at getting into my head.
I have: No credit card. A vinyl skirt. Wonderful friends. Annoying muses. Insomnia.
I wish: My writer's block was broken. Tri would get on AIM. Anyone would get on AIM.
I love: Tri, Nette, Nat, Molly, Ruth, Steve, my dad, my brothers, myself.
I hate: People who use 'gay' as a general adjective meaning 'annoying' or whatever. I seem to have missed the memo in which this was decreed. Bastards.
I miss: Linz. Tri. My brother. Writing.
I fear: Geese. Heights. Growing up to be my mum. Growing up and realising I've never followed my dreams because I was too busy with my career or family.
I feel: Far too awake. Slightly saddish. Generally good. Bitchin'.
I hear: The Foo Fighters - Next Year, on my winamp.
I smell: My deodorant. Vanilla. Coffee. Office smells.
I crave: To write! Chocolate. Coffee. Orange juice. Maybe McD's later.
I search: For someone to talk to.
I wonder: Why some people insist that conflict is bad. Why there are still so many homophobes out there. Why some people are so casually bigotted. Where Tri is. Where everyone is. Wether I'll be sleeping tonight. [No.]
I regret: Nothing.

When was the last time you ...
Smiled? Less than an hour ago, I think.
Laughed? Erm, About three hours ago, when Nette was being amusing.
Cried? That'll be about 7 months ago, I think.
Bought something? Bought lunch today. And a newspaper.
Danced? Yesterday evening at the El Tattoo Del Tigre show. ["Si, senor!" </injoke>]
Were sarcastic? Sarcasm? Me? Nevah!
Kissed someone? Erm. I think I kissed my grandmother Friday two weeks ago. but don't hold me to it.
Talked to an ex? I talked to B. at Easter. If he counts as an ex.
Watched your favorite movie? Four weeks ago. I wabt my own VCR!
Had a nightmare? Well, Elton John and Cero [from Hayz' Roman AU] were frollicing around my brain Tuesday night.

A Last time for everything.......
Last book you read: Completely? Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. I'm currently reading Ship of Magic by Robin Hobb and would like to take this opportunity to reccomend it to everyone.
Last movie you saw: Finding Forrester. Which I'd also like to reccomend.
Last song you heard: Creed - With Arms Wide Open [according to my winamp]
Last thing you had to drink: Orange juice.
Last time you showered: Yesterday evening.
Last thing you ate: Instant tomato soup with onion bread. Nummy!

Do You...
Smoke? No.
Do drugs? Only legal ones. Planning to try and grow weed as son as I'm allowed to.
Have sex? Heh. No.
Sleep with stuffed animals? Too much of a bed hog.
Live in the moment? Mostly, yes.
Have a boyfriend/girlfriend? No.
Have a dream that keeps coming back? NOt any specific dream, but I more often than not dream about the same house. 's Freaky.
Play an instrument? No. I sing.
Believe there is life on other planets? Yes.
Remember your first love? Can't remember the future.
Still love him/her? See above.
Read the newspaper? Most days.
Have any gay or lesbian friends? Heh. I think Steve's my only straight friend. :D
Believe in miracles? Maybe.
Believe it's possible to remain faithful forever? For some people. Maybe not for others.
Consider yourself tolerant of others? That depends. In general, yes, but I'm quite intolerant of stupidity.
Consider love a mistake? No.
Like the taste of alcohol? Depends. I like Guiness, and white dry wine, and some blonde beers.
Have a favorite candy? Yes. Winegums.
Believe in astrology? No.
Believe in magic? Maybe.
Believe in God? Yes.
Pray? Sometimes, yes. Just ... thinking of god, the world, and my place in it. Never to ask for anything.
Go to church? Only on Christmas eve.
Have any secrets? From who?
Have any pets? A cutesy little ratling named Nikki.
Go to or plan to go to college? Dude, I just quit three months ago.
HaveHad a major? Communication sciences, then English.
Talk to strangers who instant message you? When I'm in the mood and they're not just asking for sex.
Wear hats? No. Thinking of starting now that I have the hair for it.
Have any piercings? Both ears once, and lip [labret]. More planned.
Have any tattoos? A 'Parental Warning / Explicit Content' label on my upper left arm. More planned.
Hate yourself? Not anymore.
Have an obsession? Who, me? *innocent non-slasher eyes*
Collect anything? Muses, according to some people. <g>
Have a best friend? Yes.
Wish on stars? No.
Like your handwriting? No.
Have any bad habits? Yes.
Care about looks? Sort of. I like to cultivate my punk/goth looks, I don't usually judge people by the way they look.
Believe in witches? Define witches.
Believe in Satan? No. Evil is in all of us.
Believe in ghosts? Yes.

Sighage

My body's doing the "Sleep? What Sleep?" thing again.

I think I'll work on some websites.

Yo!

I want my pizzah!

Wai!

I have pizza. I am content.