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[Thursday, November 26th 2009] |
"Wh..what do you mean?" Mavyrk lifted his head, confusion on his face as he stared up at the satyr looming over him.
It had been a stupid idea to begin with, going out hunting by himself. But for once he wanted to bring home dinner for Caloven, Cal always brought him home things. New clothes, flowers, food. And all he did was stay at home, be tended by Shiva and feel like a..child.
Which he knew he was, but that wasn't the point.
And now he was in trouble, because he could barely see to begin with. He had completely missed the boundary markers of the satyrs territory, and now here he was, a dead rabbit at his feet, HIS arrow through its throat and a frightening massive, naked satyr looming over him.
"You heard me." The creature purred, sharp claws tracing over the druids cheek hard enough to leave bloody furrows. He winced, but to the young mans credit he did not start crying. Yet..at least.
"I'll let you..free. Unharmed." Glowing, gold eyes darted downward and Mavyrk had the disturbing feeling that he was being undressed by the demons eyes. "And even unscratched except for your cheek."
"I d-d-don't understand why. You're a demon, y-" He squeaked when claws pressed into his stomach and with a cry of pain the druid found himself on the ground, his stomach bleeding and eyes glazing over.
"Do not call me a demon little one." The beast hissed, a dangerously sharp hoof kicking him swiftly in the stomach. "Do as I wish and I wont go to your house and kill him. Hows that? You stink of him, It wouldn't be hard to find your little pet. And like I said, the magic's only for a day. I want my amusement!"
Tears coursing down his cheeks the boy gave a meek, sad nod as his body began to glow, and pain shot up his back and thighs.
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"Shiva, I realize you and I don't see eye and eye, but for crying out loud he's gone!" Sharp, almost talon like nails dug into the tigers face and forced her to look at him. The worry was evident, the fear for his boy, his mate and finally Shiva gave a rumbling growl and got to her feet with a grunt.
Caloven stepped back allowing the huge, old storm cat to glare at him before she padded outside into the deep snow searching for her kitten. Cal slipped his coat on better grabbing his crossbow and motioning his wolf to follow as he headed in a different direction, ignoring the glare of the snow in his eyes as the sun sparkled off of it, or the chirrup of a bird flying back. It was completely lost on him.
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The second day began to dawn, and Caloven was more then worried now. A a day and a half alone in the wintery forest, with nothing but a bow on him? Sure, he had been teaching the boy how to use it but that did not mean he would know how to search for herbs, water, or to warm the ice before he drank it!
Worry made his stomach tighten into a knot, and more then once the hunter thought he found his lovers corpse in the underbrush. There was no sign of Shiva either, and even his worg was looking at him with as much worry as the wolfish face could show. For he to had a soft spot for the kitten.
"It's okay Oren, I'm sure he's..fine." But even to him his voice sounded harsh, empty and Oren looked startled at the sadness in his masters eyes and the water freezing on his face from his eyes.
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Bounding over the snow, tongue lolling out and ears happily pressed forward Oren ran up to his Master to put his paws on his shoulder and yip his joy. Nearly falling over under the weight of his wolf the hunter took a step backward, confused, hope mounting within him. "Oren you..found him?" He asked, breathless as he followed after the worg.
Just as quickly as his hope rose, it was dashed when he was brought not to the body of his pale, beautiful little druid but to a female night elf. There was something oddly familiar about her, even with her badly bruised face and the blood he could smell coming from the open shirt at her belly. much to his dismay he found his body reacting to that slim, taunt little stomach and a scant outline of hips. Not to mention when he bent to get a better look at her face, he could see the shirt was ripped over a rather modestly sized chest.
"Shit, what's wrong with me." He murmured, frowning as he picked her up. Confused or not, upset this wasn't Mavyrk, her body was ice cold and he had to get her home. He wasn't cruel enough to leave the poor girl out here to freeze to death especially with wounds that spoke of a beating.
Oren followed happily after his Master, glad he had done yet again another thing right. He was after all the perfect pet.
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The sense of memory, familiarity did not go away, even when she was in his house and on his..their bed. Caloven knelt beside it, frowning when he saw the claw marks on her back, her stomach and her pants ripped in a way that spoke of something that brought murder to his eyes. Why was he so angry? Upset perhaps for the poor thing, but this angry, a killing rage? He shook off the red he saw, confusion evident on his face. He had no reason to feel as if who ever had done this to her, had done it to him as well.
And yet, she was young, that much he could guess. The same age as Mavyrk more than likely. Gently curving cheek bones, long delicate ears and pale hair that framed a face, bruised or not that he knew must make hearts break.
"I'm in love damnit I shouldn't be staring at someone." He realized he was talking to himself, but Shiva wasn't home yet, and Oren was off hunting for himself. Who else would he talk to? Talking out lout to himself quieted the tiny voice that murmured within. That said your cheating on him, because he's male. The first thing with a pair of breasts and you want to be all over her.
A feral growl escaped his lips and awkwardly he grabbed a cloth dipping it into warm, herbed soaked water and began to try and clean her wounds as best as he could, hoping she wouldn't wake up. Especially when he realized her shirt was so badly torn for a reason. Those dangerously thick claw marks traced over her ample bosom and if he didn't clean them, they would fester.
"Great, just gr-" Thin fingers wrapped around his wrist and Cal froze, watching in dismay as the girls' eyes fluttered open and a mute noise of pain escaped her lips. He stared, unsure of if he should run and hide or make excuses. His hand after all had been on her chest, of all damn places.
She frowned, a blush creeping over her face when she realized she was naked, and in the care of a blood elf, Cal thought. From the hands of one ravisher to the next. it didn't help that he looked feral to he bet.
He expected her to scream, or to slap him or something but he watched, poised ready on his heels to run and defend himself when she sat up with a wince of open. Her lips moved and nothing but a quiet noise of distress escaped them. Mute, she was mute?!
Great Cal, just great.
"Hey uh..listen." He murmured in heavily accented Darnassian, hoping she wouldn't hurt him, or notice his problem. "I'm not going to hurt you. I found you outside, you were..hurt. Well obviously, what happened?" He asked, the concern in his voice making the girl stop for a moment head cocked to the side to listen. Another pang, she was blind in one eye to...
"Oh right.." Stupid him. He got up grabbing their rarely used stacks of parchment and gave one to her, and some charcoal. He watched, waiting for her to write something down, her name at least but a frown of sorrow filled her pretty young face and she hastily pushed the parchment away shaking her head.
"You don't know how to write?" Cal stared at her in surprise and the meek little shy nod made him smile faintly. What was he doing, he should be out looking for Mavyrk...
"It's okay you know. I really mean it, I wont hurt you. Lets get you warmed up, healed and fed and I'll take you as close to Astraanar as I can, hows that?" He offered, handing her the damp cloth to wash her own wounds now.
A swear left his lips when he realized he had leaned to close, and those faintly glowing eyes fell on his nether regions. A blush crept up Cal's neck to his ear tips and his lips parted to make a hasty excuse, anything. Something.
Oh gods above and below, what was he doing?!
She didn't look offended, or even angry, she looked sad, upset and he stared at her meeting those mismatched faintly glowing golden eyes in utter confusion. His body reacted the same way it did every time he had Mavyrk near him. His cock twitched in want, his heart fluttered and that odd warmth spread over him. But this wasn't Mavyrk. It was some..girl.
But his protests were falling short, and confused the hunter leaned forward to cup her face trying to stop her from crying. "hey now, none of that. Obviously someone..something hurt you but I'm not about to jump you eh?" He tried to get her to laugh, but the look of utter betrayal in her eyes caught him off guard.
"Wh-" Fingers pressed against his lips and he stared, wide eyed and confused as she shifted to her knees and brought herself to him. He could smell her blood, still flowing freely from some of the deep cuts, but most of all beneath that he could smell the thick, sweet tang of the forest. The smell of dirt, the smell of trees, of herbs. The one smell he always acknowledged as Mavyrk's.
It was that, and his insane need to have his druid back that made him lean into the girls touch. He tugged her forward, surprisingly gentle for a man of his size and strength, of his rugged nature. He didn't seem to notice the sad look in her eyes, for his own were clouded with memories not long old, of a druid who grinned and romped on his bed as a cat and taunted him in the morning by flicking a tail in his face to wake him up. He did not see the tear track down her purple, pretty cheek, because all he saw was that skinny, gangly youth who he had fallen in love with.
Lips found their way to her injured neck and he tended them over the bruises and scratch marks there unable to see past the haze of memories the claw print they formed over her neck when what ever attacked her had crushed her throat. He drew his lips down to her collarbone, continuing his assault when she didn't push him away. He drew teeth, fangs really, over the curved bone lightly leaving a mark to match the ones already there. She shivered, pain or pleasure he didn't know. He didn't care. He didn't know it was her.
The smell was near intoxicating for him. To Caloven, it was Mavyrk. He did not feel the difference in body forms, or in facial structure. All he knew was it was his druid, back finally and he gave a choked sob as he touched the marks on his/her chest felt along the brutal claw marks that made her/him wince back in distress at how badly it hurt. He drew away almost immediately soothing him with the gentle, animal growls that were entirely Caloven. He delighted when the body in his lap calmed down and even responded to his gentle touches.
He didn't think he said anything as he drew his lips over her/his chest drawing a nipple between his teeth with the same feral growl of enjoyment. Of possessiveness and need. His tongue lashed out tease and caress as fingers bent slightly so his claw like nails didn't pierce flesh drew over parts hidden. He touched her/him enjoying the warmth he found, enjoying the faint, barely audible noises he could illicit. He knew he was doing something right, he had to have been. The slim night elf writhed in his lap panted, chest rising against his cheek and the soft flesh of a breast teasing him. He twisted his head enough to bite down, gently as he caressed a spot that made his lover buck in response and he hissed in empathy for her. He stroked and caressed fingers using natural lubrication to enter and tease.
If he had been pushed away, he didn't know nor realize. He held her there, ignoring the thin protests and mistook them perhaps for the shy little games Mavyrk played from time to time. he held her there as he touched her, worked his fingers within her and found a spot that made her withe and cry out silently, lips parted and a look of utter pain and betrayal on her bruised face.
He didn't see it.
Muscles bunched as he pushed her to the bed holding the tiny frame there against the blankets, eyes glazed over as he shifted himself between her and with a feral growl of pleasure, entered. Lips met hers for a scant second till he tasted blood and he moved on to a less battered place kissing and caressing his way to her chest as he worked himself into her. Palms slipped up her back cupping her backside to hold her off the ground, press her against his body as he moved his own noises drowning out anything else. All he knew was this was his night elf, the smell, everything penetrated his feral, disturbed mind.
Nails drew painful furrows against his muscular, pain back and he ignored them bringing himself completely out of her before driving back in with force enough to make both of them gasp in pain/pleasure. He stopped slowing his strokes down in her tight warmth as he took her breasts between his lips and kissed her caressing her spot once more till he felt her tighten around him and felt her as her body rocked with her orgasm. it was only then that he held her steady as he moved, short, seeking thrusts, eyes glazed red as he claimed once more the mate that had been taken from his life.
Collapsing beside her, Caloven let the darkness take over as he drifted off.
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Waking with the sinking feeling in his stomach, a sickness and knowing he had done something terribly wrong Cal was to frightened to open his eyes. He knew he had let the beastial wrath take over him when he had touched her. He remembered vaguely the writhing bodies, holding her down, biting her shoulder till it bled like he was an animal. He remembered ..thinking it was Mav. But his Mavyrk, his kitten was gone. Three days out in the snow? He had to be.
What had he done?
Tears stung his eyes and he tried not to cry as he drew himself up. No excuse in the world could even fix what he had done. He had taken a girl into his house, one that was more than likely underage and battered already, and raped her. There was no getting out of it. He opened faintly glowing, disturbed eyes to look for her to apologize. To get down on his knees and beg forgiveness.
"Wha.." This was a cruel joke. The cruelest the Gods could ever play on him. He was not staring down at the bruised form of the girl he had ravaged, but..Mavyrk. The druid stared back up at him, the bite on his shoulders, teeth marks on his chest, claw marks from what ever had attacked him before.
"I don't..understand." Cal murmured, ears drooping back.
"Satyr." Mavyrk managed to gasp out lifting a hand to rub his damaged throat with a wince.
Cal wanted to wrap himself around his druid, beg him for forgiveness. After all what was he going to think. It had been him last night yes, but in a different body, a body that Cal had not asked permission of to touch, and to all purposes, raped and cheated on his Kitten with.
He opened his mouth to say something but the tiny smile on the battered druids face caught him off guard, and he frowned. "Yo..you're not mad at me?" The man asked quietly bending to help Mavyrk to his knees. The boy winced n pain curling himself in the others lap and turning into his favorite, comfortable mangy cat form.
"No." Was the cracked reply, and Cal watched as those glowing eyes slid shut and the beast began to rumble with a purr.
"Bu..but why I don't.." Questions ran rampart in his mind. What did he mean a satyr, what had that demon done to him, why wasn't he upset that he had held him down, destroyed him and-
"You were saying my name the entire time, and crying." Cal winced with sympathy at how ragged the boys voice sounded but he felt his heart lift when he heard those words. "Your not mad at me?" He asked the panther in his lap.
His only reply was the large, underfed form turning over exposing a belly, a bite mark on its shoulder and a cat like smile as it continued to purr loudly rubbing itself against his mate in his sleep.
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[Thursday, February 21st 2008] |
This is just more so a reference for me then anything else cause i am sick and can do what i fucking want to and i wont remmber half of what I wrote here anyway, hence why Im babling and writing it in the first place.
Drawings to finish:
Aris and Dali
-Attempt to finish Albina *wince*
-Draw Nico...find reference of Nico...
-Draw Kronus, again wince
-Prove to a certian person that just because i draw WoW related stuff constantly it doesnt make me a lesser artist *eyes Albina's artist*
WoW related:
Level Delai to 32 magically..some how..ohmygod
Actually do Lechies's dailis(HA)
Figure out how to level Shavri without stabbing out eyes from her gear
-get her a better spec(pretty buttons arent always a good thing)
---Kill people because I am sick ><-----especially dad. ill go back out and hand in resumes when I stop throwing up you cunt faced bastard : (---
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[Monday, February 11th 2008] |
This made me laugh, horriblly and i shouldnt. Its not mine, just copypasted here.
Tzitzimitl is an Aztec female demon who descends from the stars and eats her prey.
Things not to do when your Gaming Girlfriend/Wife Things becomes a Tzitzimitl. 1. Don’t ask, "Are you okay?" Especially if she has been muttering under her breath for a while, or gives you the "warning look*." 2. Because she loves you, she has been generous enough to give the "warning look." Don’t squander the precious gift by asking, “What’s that look for?” 3. Idiots who missed 1, and asked 2 will become fertilizer. 4. If said love dove starts screaming at her screen that she can’t do X, Y or Z. DO NOT offer your opinion. Especially, something around the lines, "Well, maybe you should try X or look online to find more strategies." 5. Don’t talk. If you normally talk, play somewhere else. She doesn’t want to hear the syllables coming out your mouth. 6. Better yet, don’t breath. The world is full of air. Don’t wastes her. Maybe it would be a good time to visit your mother for a few hours. 7. Do not correct her. Everything she does under the influence is ABSOLUTE. If she wants pickles with chocolate milk, or wants to sell everything and prance around naked in IF. Don’t try to stop her. 8. Do not allow supplies to be depleted. Each female has "must foods" during the Tzitzimitl transformation. Unless you want to offer yourself as a sacrifice, make sure her stash of, chocolate, cake, hazelnut cream, red bloody steaks, diet coke, wine, etc… is ALWAYS available. Let it run out and we are not responsible if she filets you. 9. Amendment to 8. Do not wait until she asks you where her “insert vital food here” is. By then it is too late. 10. Only touch when allowed. If she comes to you and gives you a hug, you are allowed to hug back. Do not attempt to touch her without her permission; otherwise, dismemberment is a very likely outcome. 11. Most important of all. Do not DEMAND she do ANYTHING. You must approach the Tzitzimitl, like you were trapped with a lion -with humility, reverence and not a small amount of fear. Otherwise… /Shug, it is your funeral, buddy. My deed to humanity is done for the day. Don’t say I don’t care.
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[Saturday, February 2nd 2008] |
This was a dream. I dont know if its my mind peicing together a movie i saw(i dont remember it being one) or what but i played merely the roll of the person 'watching' it. My dreams, when i remember stay with me for a long time, in full color and what not.
There was a girl, small, stunted(?) perhaps, young. In an age when there are still slaves. She is one. On a farm, she works hard, but, a man(rich, famous?) buys her time from her current master. At first he uses her, and after a f ew months, the master changes to a rather cruel one who's more careful. Lame love story like, the man falls for her, keeps buying her 'time'b ut actually takes her out on dates. Their caught, the man beaten so bloody and bruised he can barely talk at his trail.
The girl goes missing. Captured by the mans brother(?) they drive across the land for months, she tells him not to go specific ways, he listens, they arent found by cops until they stop off at a resturant, someone reconizes her from the wanted on tv(?), plays cool with the brother, the cops come. the brother freaks out, kills the man brutually in a fight(aims to do what he promised his brother and protect her) dies when he attempts to take the cops as well.
Later, the cops explain that the trail has been dropped, her slave wage paid off and she can go home, free.
Fucked up dreams much...
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[Tuesday, January 22nd 2008] |
Phil is going down.
Vindictive bitch all the way.
T ime ti figure out HOW MANY sites im on and change the email address to all of them.
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[Saturday, January 19th 2008] |
Being forced to act as my mothers Dj while she works in the kitchen. Playing such 'wonderful' bands as ace of base and abba. My poor itunes is now tainted and will never be the same.
*sob* Finally uploaded art to my deviantart though! took me long enough.
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[Friday, January 18th 2008] |
Got to finally feed amadeus, have to look for mice breeders around here, because the stores are fucking expensive. He had to deal with three fuzies instead of one mouse. which is more to say like...a happy meal instead of a turkey. Not filling, but you'll deal with it anyway and hope you dont die of grease poisoning.
Got to also go on WoW for a moment, hooked up computer to charge ipod, about all i can do with the net connection at hte apartment lol. So much laaag...not to mention working on a crooked table with no mouse pad...not to shabby i say. Also figured out why i cant do mouse movements and are forced to deal with keyboard strafing. While not a live or death situation, it would make life easier. One, mac mouse=one button mouse, WoW just factors in the clicking as automatically left clicking. Two, got rid of my old mac keyboard when i spilled stuff on it for a cheaper windows one that works just as well. Apparantly left click+apple button=right click but tried every button that could have been apple button...didnt work. Might just look into a two button mouse when i get a job, or perhaps a mighty mouse. Though having more then three buttons on a mouse might make my head xplode into tiny pieces.
(though, start button v =paste...so in retrospect, start button+left click=right click but it doesnt...bah)
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[Friday, January 18th 2008] |
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8:00am
Been up since six am. Tossing and turning, nail biting to perhaps, cant remember. Must figure out how hard i have to stab someone in the throat to get them to stop snoring. Having two people snore in perfect baratone and saprano is rather annoying.
If not, musically impossible.
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[Thursday, January 17th 2008] |
OOC meme taken from Steph cause she is god.
They are:
Caleb 'Soldier 001': Knows Andreas through a freak meeting, keeps him around for amusement sake.
Andreas: Use to work as a 'companion' at a whore house
Lucien: Priest of the Ultimate Order, Acts more as a call boy then anything
Murikami: Insane five foot man who owns the entire city
Dththari: Hermaphrodite prince to an alien race, also a 'vessel'
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[Wednesday, January 16th 2008] |
watching movies for the past two days drives tasha insane rofl. Boogeyman 2 for one, while not scary gets points for gore factor. A girl cutting maggots out of her arm with a scalple sure is interesting :x...though an agoraphobic and a belimic having sex in a public shower room is kinda hot....wait...what? >>;;
quiz time, gotten from deviantart. For the questions with peoples name inserted just fill in the blank, alternated with the top three friends/people you love. So questions go 'name1 name 2 name 3; then over again so no picking what name you think would fit XP'
1: Usual nicknames: Tasha, Ash(stemed before and for WoW lol) Tash, bunny, the whitebunny(epic fun times with that one) and bumblebee.
2: Favorite color: Silver , hate gold usually and i hate most other shades..but blue is nice
3: Favorite food: Chinese
4: Ideal date situation: On a couch, watching a bunch of horror movies trying to scare myself, under a blanket and being assured that its ketchup and not blood XP
5: Favorite sweets: Those little candy hearts with words on them from valentines, but just the white ones, and gummy fruit slices
6: If Jenna had a theme song, what would it be?: Probably the circle of life lol.
7: What was your first impression of stephanie?: I think it had something to do with wanting to play with the doll she had brought into class...what was it, grade four, five? it was one of those fairies that you pulled the string and it went flying.
8: Name something you have in common with Aj?: We're both insane? =DDD
9: Do you miss jenna?: Like a headcold. which means yes...yes i do : (
10: Would you like to read stephanies very personal diary?: Thats what livejournal is dearies.
11: Whats aj's opinion on cheese?: ....wait....cheese as in movie cheese or cheese cheese?If he doesnt like cheese cheese we have to break up..its the answer to LIIIIFE : (
12: Describe jenna in one word: ....o.o...>>...<<....!....o.o...um...can we start over, i think i forgot the question.
13:Have you eaten around stephanie?: *blush* if i answer this aj might get mad *snickersnort*
14: describe the guy next door in five words?: someone has to tell the fat lady living next door shes actually a guy. And this didnt have a name in the question, you fail >(
15: Your coworker just got vaporized in a freak accident...now what?: ....can i have his wallet? =D
16: Aj is actually Yoda in disguise you know: I FUCKING KNEW IT! HAHAHAHA I TOTALLY KNEW IT....those jedi mind tricks were real : (
17: Jenna and Stephanie are forced to act out a verbal couple fight. Who's the wife?: .....steph XD: Jenna would be wippppped
18:Would aj eat those green eggs and ham?: ....if i told him to...and if it wasnt bad : (
19: In a race between you, jenna, stephanie and aj who would win?: I would...cause aj would hold everyone else back for me so i could win XP
20: Jenna suddenly knows all your secrets, what do you have to say to that?: Well hot damn : (
21:If you and stephanie teamed up what would you acomplish?: World domination....born on snarky comments and large words
22:Does aj make you hot: Mars landing hot babeh
23: Your mom is actually Jenna you know: o.o......*seppuku*
24:Stephanie got stuck in a tree, would you save them?: Yes, but first id climb up there and hang otu for a bit. Get some bark action going on and all.
25;You caught aj looking at a playgirl/playboy magazine, whats your reaction?: Look at the pretty pictures to?
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[Wednesday, January 16th 2008] |
12:10 pm
UGHHH....rawr and all of that. Okay im done...end entry.
Rofl.
I wish Jenna or someone else who i gave this link to would post and say something, but apparantly not. I attempted to text message jenna earlier but it didnt work as well as I planned. Ill try again later.
We got the place, we just have to wait for the people currently living in it to move out, which could be anywhere from two weeks to three or more...*shrug* Im starting to get angry at everything, the smallest thing is making me lash out and want to hurt someone. Im itchy, i cut myself on my leg shaving(if it wasnt so disgusting having hairy legs i wouldnt do it T_T) and i want to back hand every single person in this damn house. And all they can do is complain that im bitchy and irrate. I nearly passed out in the bathtub again, which leads me to believe showers only for some time.
Mom doesnt understand that I do NOT want anyone staying in that damn house when we move. I do not want anyone near Her, samantha or worst of all dad. She gets all huffy and upset when i mention the word hotel, oh woes me. Hotel. Yes, she'll get ot say hi, but thats all damnit.
I cant wait to have my own room. But i can hear the bitching allready about me staying there all night. Yes, if i work all day, i want to stay on the computer all night.
So help me god i better hide the bodies well enough.........
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[Tuesday, January 15th 2008] |
11:40am
Ever try sleeping in a room with a woman who is going through menopause/ I wouldnt suggest it. the window stayed open the entire night during a blizzard, and i am unware as to how i even got a lick of sleep. But apaprantly being under two blankets, one of which greatly resembles the hide fo a bear....you live some how >>;
The guy is coming over today to talk to us, and hopefully this means we get the house >> How long it will take to get net set up i dont know, but during that time ill be getting a job hopefully so we shall seeeee >>;; Maybe its some where fun..HAHAHHA>..
I kill myself.
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[Monday, January 14th 2008] |
3:30 pms
About to go pick up samantha from school. The bed is still giving me troubles, and the day we move into the house im going to gladly put it back within the box it came in and put it out of mind. Either, light it on fire, set it to the depths of the ocean or play godfather with it. And no id ont mean putting a horse head within it......though...ideas....
Love to all =) I expect a fully epiced out druid when i come back aj..JOOKING. I except huggles and luffles and what not. Hopefully i come back not with hate mail from some evil satanic lady because they left the guild >>;; will write more later, when i have time XP
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[Sunday, January 13th 2008] |
11:00am
Bah, my back is sore as fuck. Stupid bed....this time at least im not sleeping on the floor rofl.b ut its a blow up bed, but with a frame...the only issue is hey it sinks in the middle and you go to bed hoping half of you doesnt disapear or something into the cavernous mouth of the creature known as bed.
Ow...
I havent gone crazy yet, though samantha is an annoying little brat and i want to feed her to something. I think i managed to piss off my Oma yesterday at hte resturant, when her and nicole were leaving for mexico. Nicole kept saying 'why do you have to look so depressing' oh em gee i wonder...hm...maybe one of hte reasons is you get to go to mexico? Yea sure im jealous but this is the second time you got to go...hm...
I get to eat now....had three meals yersterday...WHOOT
miss aj, jenna richard and gavin : (.....
i need hugs.
fuck im addicted...i miss wow >>;
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[Saturday, January 12th 2008] |
9:00am
since im to lazy to reply to your comments aj, my time expires feb 16, which is odd...but hey nothing to worry about lol.
I had to log into my account on my dads computer, which is probably crawing with keyloggers and virus and shit....which means im worried for it > ( ...so aj if you want, change my password to something ubah confusing or something and post it here in code =0 only if you think it needs to be changed. i duno if i should trust this laptop or not : (...
Still dont know when ill get to set up my own computer ><; so...il be awhile folks still *cry*
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[Friday, January 11th 2008] |
4:00pm
I think im going crazy. One more damn country song and is wear to god someone will die....spending three hours in a car ride with your sister blasting country and singing along is not pleasant. And no i didnt sleep, though she said i could, but car sickness is something i suffer, as well as insanity in my family apparantly >:>;
We're going to go look at the house tomorow, so hopefully if it all goes well we'll get it and i can find a job at the mall near by. In that case, job, computer, money....win? Though i cant afford WoW time any time soon, nor can I afford mice. Mice i can bum off of someone i know >> or ill just go out back and shoot some lol.
Love you aj, be a good boy and sleep you dork *bonks on head* Sleep=goooood....*hypocrite* Ill sleep tonight iknow that, unconcious or other wise, im tired as hell from moving my stuff here temporarily until we look at the place.
Miss you all allready, be good and remember, use a rubber *wink wink* Its a good thing my family members dont read this or i think id be in a mental hospital allready.
I do have a new favorite song though >> And since I know aj is reading this "Fantasy by ludacris'
*wink*
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[Friday, January 11th 2008] |
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9:00am, friday
Waking up his a hassel when all you have is four hours of bad sleep under your belt, then again it might be my fault, but its worth it. Im a sucker for punishemt apparantly, but the warmth and tingly feelings one gets when you stay up in the middle of the night, the birds chirruping outside(is that a word...chirruping? Whats that sound like anyway) talking to someone you love is rather nice. Even if i do look like a hag afterwards when i wake up.
Wonder if he'd like me with my hair tousled and my eyes bleary and a 'wtf ' look in my eyes.
No, the tingly feeling is not what you think, perverts, end comment towards mental train of own thought /end.
I still think this is good for me, but there is that feeling of regret gnawing at my stomach that makes me cringe every time i think of it. My friends ARE my family,t here is nothing else to say to it. I like the feeling of being surrounded by people that can make me laugh, cry and feel fucking wonderful. But im good at long distance things and ill try never the less. Like gavin says, Im not in ontario, i can visit. I can *cringe* learn to drive. You guys can get me in a few broken peices, fingers fused to the steering wheel and mumbling about a deer and merging.
Why do we have so much merging anyway?
Mumbling is rather nice, just sitting and typing is to, i think this is called free writing.
I have certian things to look forward to now though. LIke camping(I forgot my mittens : () though that wont be for awhile, and hopefully can be planned around aj's visit...so we dont force him to force out to much money on my behalf. The camping trip was one of the best days of my life, hella 'tight' fun and all that stuff, and will be even better with aj.
Finishing packing is not something to look forward to, especially when you cant think where half of your stuff is going. Here's hoping i get to sleep in the car.
/log off and all of that good jazz.
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[Thursday, January 10th 2008] |
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taking a break from packing to just drop a note here. Im going to miss you guys(and you guys know who you are specifically <33) I wont be gone for ever. I am planning on visiting, and i damn well better get hugs when i dooooooooo. I also demand you all drop comments, random,, one word ones or not here so i can feel loved while i get net set up : (....please....?"
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[Wednesday, January 9th 2008] |
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Since im going to be on and off the net for awhile this live journal is a way for my friends to get a hold of me, since i can at least use moms laptop to post here when she's at work or something. ANyway yes! Moving...havent told them yet...i want aj on : (
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[Wednesday, January 9th 2008] |
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Ill figure out how to get this all working sooner or later. but its up and thats all that matters at the current moment lol
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