tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56472962011-04-21T11:06:06.505-07:00Trying to keep it together since 1985.Mamma Truehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11333312277632219752noreply@blogger.comBlogger201100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5647296.post-1085017205464275072004-05-19T18:37:00.000-07:002004-05-19T18:40:05.463-07:00

But I'm not. I think I'll turn this into an art journal. Mostly because I have the technology to do so. And that in turn makes me joyous. That and the Livejournal wasn't doing it for me. There was so much that was required to get the damn things on the internet. You have to be sneaky to Geoshitties and I think doing that it somewhat illegal. All's well that ends well. Being that I don't

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Well, here are Jean and Luc. They're my new tatties. :D

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I have to pay my fees. If I do not, I am fucked up the ass. I'm talking hardcore, gay porn fucked. Or else I'll just be dropped from all of hte classes and have to reapply. Oh fuckity well. The family is watching Pirates of the Carabean in the front room. Mum blew out the circut breakers in the back of the house so the bathrooms have no lights. It was interesting to take a shower by

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I forgot to mention it earlier. I have more holes now! I have a total of twelve. Two cartilage peircings on each side and four down each lobe. I want a few more, but that's pushing it too far for said jobs that pay more money. Growing my hair out too.

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So just show me how to live. Life is very boring right now. There's a lot that I can't say on my other journals because of the people reading, or whatever. I don't think anyone knows about this blog because no one reads my art journal. That's all fine. I'm getting better with shading and such in my drawing. I actually got a compliment out of Snap. I thought the world was going to stop.

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Gar. That took a long time. I forgot my login and password. It's been a while since I've written in this thing. Well. Hm. Life is going. I'm back with La Bou. It's not bad though, the Carmichael store is awesome compared to the old one that I worked at. *blargh* I played hookie in my math class today - I just didn't go. I'm trying to do my Japanese homework, but I'm not getting anywhere

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Ai and I were speaking today about something and the subject got around to what I think of myself. This is not a particularly interesting subject and it always causes problems. but I can't stay away from it. Maybe I'm trying to subliminally fix myself. Basically my impression of myself is I'm a fat, awkward but well-meaning and submissive person. That is what I think of myself. That is how I

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I have no self-confidance. However, everyone knew that, so that isn't the issue at hand. The issue at hand is how very warm I am, and how no one wants to talk to me online. *cries* That and I think that 'Invoke' is one of the greatest Gundam openings ever. There are a lot of them, but I think Invoke is one of the most powerful. The guy singing in it is wonderful. I'm working on a painting of an

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Well, I went to my first nightclub this evening. It was everything I expected it to be. No more, no less. Beautiful people packed in back to back, moving as a giant ameoba. Maybe that's nothing to everyone else, but I'd never been to anything like that. I had a relatively good time. I was a little too stupid to realize that I was being flirted with. And other than that one boy, I was too tall,

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"Sleeping... do you want to watch me sleep, Kuriyamimizu? ::Smirks.:: " Yes.... yes I do. Very much. I think you're so beautiful. In every sense of the word. I tell you, but it doesn't matter. Everyone else thinks that you're beautiful too. But it's so painful for me to ponder over something so sweet, that I could never ever have. Silly girl. To say such things, to a plain girl.

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I almost had chocho-milk this morning. But I did the healthy thing and did not indulge. I did have a poptart, which is my treat to myself toway. I just have regular milk now. :) I'm probably not going to the Bjork concert tomorrow, but I'm not that worried about it. I really wanted to go, but. *shrug* cest' la vie. I finished a part of my sexy story last night. I'm going to work on it a

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yes, currently I'm in the bittorrent section of animesuki.com. I don't know why the heading of the webpage I'm at shows up in the title section of this thing. I don't care. I just wanted to spam. I get bored and this is what I do, post my thoughts up for everyone to see on the internet. I would have to say that - oh I just had a sexy idea- my favorite Gundam Seed song would have to be 'Invoke

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How did it all start? Before I answer that question, I shall indulge in a 'very sexy' mint. That's what the box says. Okay. Let's go. At the end of the year there was a lot of strife. I wanted to tell Lyn to just go the fuck away. I mean, REALLY. She still IMs me from time to time. And I wish that she would just get the message. I don't care about her teenaged angst. I was friends with her

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Damn. Suddenly I feel very, very depressed. I went through and I edited my friends list. I took off all of the people that were there and sometimes talk to me, but most of the time do not. I took off everyone that I could bear to take off. I took off some friends that I have had for years. But we don't talk any more. And since we do not see one another or interact in any other way, I do not see

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Phwee! Today was kind of scary. I was taking my walk with mom and the dog and some crazy men were catcalling us. It was at dusk and we couldn't see where they were. Just that they were talking. It was a rather uncomfortable and kind of scary feeling. Other than that nothing really new is shaking. I'm working on a new story. That's about it. I went and talked to Hollywood video. Hopefully I'll

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Not that it matters. But it's helpful to me. ^__^ http://www.kawaiigifts.citymax.com/catalog/item/456274/202851.htm (Swimming Tare Panda Charm) http://www.kawaiigifts.citymax.com/catalog/item/456274/202858.htm (Sleeping Tare Panda Charm) http://www.kawaiigifts.citymax.com/catalog/item/456274/202862.htm (Panda on a Beer. o.o ) http://www.kawaiigifts.citymax.com/catalog/item/456274/202863.htm

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Zen. To me, uneducated as I am, it simply means great peace of the self. A sense of wellbeing and contentedness even through intense outside interference. To acheive this state, all that I must do is take a walk outside with my big fuzzy dog and my mother at dusk. This evening was perfect to that effect. The delta breeze is in, it was about 70-80ish. The sky was watercoloured in soft pastel

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And yes, I went and saw 'Pirates' again. Capt. Barbosa has some really wonderful lines if you listen. At one point he says something to the effect of "Get going you feckless boatload of ingrates!" My mom and I were joking on the way back about the parot. I love the parot. Then we kept confusing the word 'pirate' with 'parot' and so I said something to the effect of, 'starring Johnny Depp as the

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I forgot to mention. After several months of being told 'not accepting applications temporarily' by keenspace, I finally got on-board. Yay. I told the Steve-o, and magically the GSK knew as well. The title comes thanks to my homie camcamcam. Look or be Lost. There is actually significance in it. I should just link the hype-art I did for it, shouldn't I? I'm loosing brain cells at a rapid rate

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One day, a little girl was born somewhere down by the sea in California. Eighteen years later this girl is sitting in front of a computer typing. A lot happened between then and now, but really we don't care. So this is here to cover everything that happens from now, onward. Because of course this is the part where things get interesting. ~_^

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