Amy (synicism) and I are on crack

stanRHCP666: Yeeees...I want to use Cliff too.
femgeek: **snicker** You said "use".
stanRHCP666: **rolls eyes** dork.
femgeek: I am Cornholio! I need tp for my bunghole!
stanRHCP666: Oh dear God...  Shutup, Beavis!
femgeek: Make me! =D
stanRHCP666: **steals your keyboard** Ha!
femgeek: **ignores her lack of keyboard and types on nonetheless**
stanRHCP666: -.- ::fume:::
femgeek: **mock**
stanRHCP666: :::sulk::
femgeek: **mooooock mock mock**
stanRHCP666: :::glare:: **beats with a stick**
femgeek: **dodges** **mock**
stanRHCP666: **uses a Melle-seeking stick** **beats about the head**
femgeek: **dies**
stanRHCP666: **mocks the death**

(no subject)

Apropos of nothing, I decided today that I'm tired of humanity.

There is too much false logic in the world, too much rethorics, too many people belmieving in lies, spreading the lies, ignoring the lies because the lies will get them what they want in life, or in order to protect their precious wealth, their padded little glasshouse lives.

(no subject)

In addition to that last entry, I would like to point out that it is wrong beyond words that there are people in the world who can make me (Me! I'm 20, I have a freaking great job, a bright future, great friends! Me!) feel like a street-weary kid. And yet, theree are, and they do, and I want to poke them with a sharp stick.

Research links, ignore. Or not. :)

http://www.fastbacks.com/dduff.htm
http://members.aol.com/toomuchjoy/mckagan.html
http://hem.passagen.se/jarmo/gnr/text/duff.htm
http://br.geocities.com/dtud_eden/smokingduff.jpg

(no subject)

Happy birthday, Sae!

Warning: mention of women's underwear ahead!

Things I bought because I needed the:

• Knickers;
• Bras;
• PJs;
• Long black (winter) raincoat.

Things I bought even though I didn't need them:

• Punkish babydoll t-shirt (which I shall transfer the "I write gay porn" thing on, and which will look kickass with my HT skirt, which has finally arrived (I think));
• Two normal t-shirts (ideas for things to put on those?);
• Transfer paper.

Things I need but didn't find:

• Sweater.

(no subject)

Dear Ticketmaster,

You suck.

Boom Shaka,
Melle

(no subject)

So. Did laundry. Meanwhile cleaned bathroom and bedroom. Then I bleached my hair, while I cleaned the living room. the kitchen is still a mess, but that's not important.

And when i say I bleached my hair, that sounds way simpler than it was. See, I have mostly crew-cut hair, with (semi-)long bangs. I bleached the bangs, but the crewcut is still my usual dark blonde. It was a lot of work, but wooo! I have two-coloured hair! =D I think next time I'll just bleach the lot and dye the crew-cut bits black.

So now I'm sitting here in my downy fresh new PJs, and once I've finished my dinner, I'm going to make transfers for my T-shirt to wear tomorrow. Wheeefun!

(no subject)

Tri! Get online! Your girlfriend's lost it! =D

(no subject)

( Some advice on the t-shirt design here? )