Raise your hand if you can tie a cherry stem into a knot with your tongue.

If you haven't tried, try it and get back to me.

It's important. Really.

This is gonna be a tough week. The two most likely outcomes are:

It's gonna kick my ass
or
I'm gonna kick its ass

PLACE YOUR BETS.

Why the Oregon Trail game has potential:

1. Heine could get dysentery.
2. Heine might try to trade Naoto to The Roman Empire for a bag of flour or some shiny beads.
3. Wagonmate Soundwave could play a song for them to slow dance to.

I'm really not sure which of these I'm hoping for the most.

I have no idea how I feel today. It's kinda like...nothing at all.

So I'm telling Mom about the Jimi Hendrix t-shirt that I almost bought and she announces, dead serious, that she has no idea who I'm talking about. This is just what I remember from the conversation. I think I've blocked more traumatic portions out:

Me: "You don't know who Jimi Hendrix is?! He played the Star-Spangled Banner at Woodstock? All Along the Watchtower?!"
Mom: "Well I didn't go to Woodstock."
Me: "You have to know Purple Haze."
Mom: "I know Purple Rain."
Me. "...."
Mom: "Well, what is he, a singer? What's the name of the band that he was in?"
Me: "..........."

And then I just spazzed out. And I don't often spaz.

fatimablue

Psst, fatimablue

Check out the icon. Is that not the most unlikely icon ever? And that's just the fact that she's actually smiling.

And when you consider who's in it with her...and she's still smiling?

Okay, I'm making this the new default.

I have to admit, there were moments in Death Note where L couldn't die soon enough for me. But now that I'm finally getting around to reading Another Note, he's really adorable in it. And apparently, he tops. Which earns him bonus points.

My stomach started hurting when I woke up on Friday. I -think- it's finally starting to ease off. I don't know what it is, it just hurts, and I can feel it coming on. There's been a few vomit near-misses. Those are really bad. Luckily the feeling only lasts for like a minute. I didn't do anything but lay around yesterday, and when I don't go anywhere on a Saturday? Yeah, I must be sick.

I did go out for a little bit Friday night, when it had stopped hurting for awhile and I thought it was over. And then today I went to see Transformers with Mom, Connie, and Martin. But ugh, Sprite. I'm a zombie without caffeine.

I really really hope it's over.

So. This guy comes into work yesterday. He starts talking about how he can't find a job because he killed his mother and it's just too late for him, he's going to have to buy a new gun and some bullets. Once we got him out, we locked up the building and called the police. We watched him through the window as he ducked behind trees and cars, acting like people were trying to snipe him or something. The police came, he was gone.

Later on, he approached a woman as she was walking to her car. Then another guy was going to the dumpster and he popped his head out and made bird sounds at him. Called the police again. Not sure if they caught him or not.

My life.

On June 24th, 2008, I made a post about Mom bringing Jack home.
On June 24th, 2009, I made a post about Jack being missing.

On June 25th, 2009, I'm making a post about him being home again.

You know what makes a long day even longer.

When one of your cats is missing.

After talking with fatimablue about her clubbing experience in Korea, we've realized something very important:

If the only boob you're gonna touch is your own, you might as well stay home.

...Oh, come on! If we were in China and it was 2500 years ago, you'd be writing that down!

"Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed.

Every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death.

It doesn’t really matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle. When the sun comes up, you’d better be running."


Sigh. Monday again.

Some of my favorite people are so sad this weekend. ;-; I hope things get better for you soon. ♥

I've been fighting the urge to app Jack Sparrow -- sorry, Captain Jack Sparrow. Chances are, it's only a matter of time until I do.

And you will remember this as the day you almost escaped seeing him played by me.

I don't think this week could've been much more draining. Mother Nature was pissed for three days straight. You hear tornado sirens go off for so long, and you start hearing them even when there are none. And then I had car trouble. But...just a little over a hundred bucks and I'm back on the road. And my insurance will reimburse me for the tow bill, which is half of that.

All in all, it could've been a lot worse. But it just left me tired.

Gabby turned nine this week...and it terrifies me. I know that if she leaves the world before I do, I'll lose the best part of my day and a piece of my own soul. I love all my cats, but Gabe has always been special to me. We're connected in some weird way. Mac is fading day by day, but she's not in any pain.

I promised myself that I wouldn't get any paid accounts for Jigoku. Now Naoto and Lenalee both have one. Need to do some Jiggy-centric organizing over the weekend. The Jigoku World Series is underway. Now I just wait until Gokudera tells someone, "There's no crying in baseball!" It's gonna happen, I just know it.

I finally made a musebox because...well, because I could. It's zombiecrossing. I really have a thing for zombies lately. But if anyone has homeless or vocal muses or wants to test drive a new one, they can go there. It's just a dressing room/sandbox/crackfest type of thing. I really don't care who posts or joins or watches. As long as I can eat your brains. ♥

Words from stutterbird!

If you want to do this meme, comment with the word "words." I'll give you five words that I associate with you, then you can go to your journal and elaborate on each one.

1. Ghosts
2. Waifu
3. Elena
4. ARACHNAPHOBIA SOBS
5. Topping

1. Ghosts - I have always been fascinated by ghosts and the paranormal. I never get tired of talking about it, reading about it. When I think about all the experiences I've had, even I find it a little hard to believe, but I know they happened.

2. Waifu - The nickname started as an IC thing, because Elena nagged Reno like a wife. But then it turned into something good, because she was unconditional support and back-up to the people she cared about. It's something that I admired most about her and want to be more like myself.

3. Elena - I love her, even if canon doesn't tell us enough about her. She's tenacity, loyalty, but she has that naive side that gets her into trouble. But she's also unbreakable, so she'll always dig herself out again. I even love how she speaks without thinking most of the time, I guess because I think a lot of things that I never say. But for better or worse, everything she says is genuine.

4. Arachnaphobia - I'm not sure when it started. I don't remember being overly afraid of spiders when I was little. There was just some point where something switched on inside me that didn't like their movement or the way that their legs are bent and their bodies are off the ground. It's weird because I'm such a nature and animal person.

5. Topping - I like strawberry topping and rainbow sprinkles on vanilla ice cream. That or caramel and chopped nuts with the ice cream on top. Oh yeah, and I also top.

We were talking about fears yesterday. Of course my Achilles heel has always been spiders. I don't think people who know me believe the paralysis that they put me into, becaues I don't let any other fears show. And I'm actually much better than I used to be. Last night I had nightmares about them.

I know it's not a logical fear. I'm not afraid of actually being bitten. I know they have a very important role. I don't hate them, I don't want them to die. But the fact remains that I'm scared of them.

I went into the bathroom this morning, and in the corner above my sink was a web with dozens of baby spiders. Teeny tiny ones. But teeny tiny baby spiders grow into bigger spiders.

I have no idea how to end this entry. There are no words.

I REFUSE TO JUMP ON THE BANDWAGON THAT IS THE HONESTY MEME.

Because I already know I'm an evil person.

And that's probably not gonnna change.

♥

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