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| 11:20pm 05/09/2008 |
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HUGE
I know the arm is hard to see but check out the massive man hand... -_- *sigh* ( Read more... ) |
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| 02:50am 03/09/2008 |
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I was going to print it out for a job fair with my new printer, but mom's such a dumb ass, she gave the printer with no cords or CD. So I have some cords which may work and can dl the drivers, but now it is late and I have no idea if the printer is noisy so I can't really use it this late (Old downstairs neighbor dude sleeps right under the office/game room and already complained once).
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I even forgot to ask if it does both sides of paper, I'm sure it does, the thing is so big and heavy I can't lift it, I have to push it one gust at a time, and it took so much effort, one time I even farted from the strain making my tummy flex too much. If not I'm sure my dad could do them and send them to me, but moot for the job fair if done that way.
*grunt* now I am tired, me sleep. |
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| 03:25pm 02/09/2008 |
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Okay, I'm bored, give me characters to draw, tell me if you want just digital ink, colored digital, or if you want me to do something trad and scan it.
Seriously folks, anthro to DnD characters, whatever, I just am trying to spend the afternoons drawing now. |
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| 04:35pm 29/08/2008 |
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A cricket is IN THE WALL, and I can hear it...I pulled up the carpet, found a widdle hole and can see how the fucker got there....I was out there with a flashlight and several tools, but to no avail...
*eye twitch* |
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| Bed McGivering |
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| 09:36am 28/08/2008 |
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So my mattress sort of doesn't fit my set, what to do about it? Oh I took two parts off with a chisel and wrench, then took the part that supports the middle and turned some of the parts differently and took off one part totally, laid down the wood, and propped my mattress evenly onto the ghetto lowered bed frame with the help of some friends called Harry Potter (books I'll never read again), Garfield, and oh yeah R. A. Salvatore (The Legacy of the Drow Series...because I still have them for some reason)
I need to play lowrider, and if I could, have wheel skirts, hell yeah it would have them. |
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| 11:23am 14/08/2008 |
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Best time of night, going to Blur Studios' private party in Hollywood with again Crystal Method..this time being old enough for the free bar. Best part, all the special treatment for an iron maiden shirt. Getting to jump the line in the bar when the bartender said "Sorry ladies, the girl with the Maiden shirt gets to order first!" The drinks were strong, and I was happy.
Huge electronica party, and all these people were just digging my style, which..is kinda gross because I've been wearing the same thing for about 4 days with gauze taped to my knees.
My side hurts...they had male go-go dancers this time, which was full of win, and Carmen Electra did some skanky dance with her corset on backwards, what a dumb ass.
Eventually there will be photos of dancing epic-ness. I won't bore people with what I took, mostly videos of the go-go dancers. |
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| Ahh that feels better. |
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| 01:44pm 08/08/2008 |
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mood: content music: Van Halen - Jamie's Cryin
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warning, in the use of "you" in this post, I am not singling out people that may feel that I am pointing there, it's just a general. Drama llamas please exit left, this is just a nice rant.
So apparently my mother never remembered that she used to call me fat, we were talking about how I do not look like I did when I was kid (she thinks I do not even look like the same person and she's still hinting that I am fat after all these years). She started to remember, and asked what else she did that wasn't too nice, so I laid it on the line. Basically, after my mom had cancer she was so much more nice (still, not the best, but she did realize what a jerk she was) I told her this as well. She has no idea she was so hard on me. When I think about it, I think a lot of this stuff is why I can't remember parts of my childhood, which is why I love pictures so much because it gives me an idea of it. I found pictures today, of when she really laid the "you are a big girl" talks thick and I can see my smile actually leaving as I get older in pictures, I start hiding in the back of shots instead of being a ham. It's really interesting to me, because after a few more years, all the pictures are gone.
Anyways, I bring this up because I am at my mom's and she still makes fucking comments about me growing my hair out, going to the gym, dressing like a girl...I take offense to that. People calling me fat when really, I'm average, I'm really tired of people making little comments about weight. I see very trendy popular girls, even fucking scene girls, punk girls, you name it girls that are the same size as me getting along fine in society. So this is a shout out to all of you secretly or blatantly thinking it, or saying it...fuck you, take a look at my "dance card" there are a whole fucking lot of names on it. Apparently I'm not as hideous as you make me feel and I don't have time to have my self esteem shot down everytime I try to be social.
Which brings me to another close topic, not being scene enough for you fuckers that can't handle friends into other interests. Excuse me for not being some indie twat on a bike, excuse me for just not being metal enough, or carefree enough. Yeah I'm so sorry that I am a well rounded individual that has matured out of being an irresponsible socialite. That I have more than one hobby, that I listen to more music than a music major themselves puts the effort into. Oh shit, I'm sorry that I know music that predates the average playlist because I actually care about influences and or what I liked as a kid. I'm not going to hide what I like, if you think I am a loser, that is your lose kids not mine. Honestly I am tired of playing the dumb card, or being the second rate pal. I know that I stick out, that I don't fit in, and that bugs me to a point, but really, what it is after all is that I'm just sticking out because you're all trying to fit in.
rant done. Muah, kisses.
p.s If you've held anything nasty you want to say to me, post it here, annon if you are spineless about it. I am curious what other people besides my mom have something negative to say XD |
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| 03:49pm 30/07/2008 |
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That I don't want. My friend is working about 72 hours a week, basically 7days a week. He knows I have no job and have been searching for some time, I don't drive, or ride a bike, and this is a graveyard shift. So, I am in a pinch, I am not really okay with working late at night or with a cash reg. I'd much rather a daytime job, stocking or basically not handling money, alone at night.
I wanted to post that they were hiring on craigslist but apparently it costs money now. >.> The issue is more that it is two bus trips away on the other side of the river, which is sort of a bother for a job I don't even want (and I love to work). It's a chain store, and it is this one in SW that is desperate for people.
where can I post it up so people can apply and maybe I can just escape the pressure? For the record its a plaid pantry off the sunset, I can get you the store number if you want the job. Or want to spread it around....
I feel so bad because I need the money, and my friend is being run ragged. .. but I'm not interested in nighttime work at all.
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| 09:12pm 28/07/2008 |
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posted more art up with lost_metropolis |
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| 01:26am 21/07/2008 |
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Tangerine Dream in all honesty out of all the groups I liked when I was a little girl, was the only one to stop me in my tracks. I never could sit and listen to a full album, but from the first song, you couldn't budge me, I'd get so into it.
I think they were well ahead of their time, and I don't think this quality of sound can be produced again. I think I am living in the wrong generation because this is what I connect to.
At about 5 minutes in, it will start to blow your mind so give it a chance. Really, it's worth it. |
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| 03:07am 18/07/2008 |
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mom says the loans are stopping after next month, and that I have to move back to Grant's Pass because her company is really down hill now...
How about no? yeah that sounds right. |
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| 09:46am 11/07/2008 |
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music: Mostly van Halen because apparently Zach has it all on his computer playlist
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So I am at Zach's right now, but he isn't here because he works teaching children film in the summer( he used to teach basket making with his mom but they really needed someone to cover his new section, since he is all mr animation, he was I guess shoved into that vacant spot). I didn't bring my homework for a reason, I wanted to slack off, but instead, I decided to clean up the house while he is out, I think a good scrub would be great for the place, he hardly stays here, but his mom could use the help I think. Though every time I clean it doesn't help because the dogs shed and it looks like I didn't do a thing XD I just wanted the floor better, at least. As soon as they left Brodie the border collie totally peed in the hallway, but we had just let him out twice that morning. Had to clean that up and then I was just like >:C *cleans the whole floor with vinager*
Last night he was playing his guitar, and did a surf thing, as usual, but I realized something. I was talking with a friend, about how he is Sam and I am Clarissa, that is really the best way to explain it all ( bad pun I know) but he did the Sam's getting off the ladder noise and we had a rotfl moment. I knocked over his soda and it got on his Grommet plush and his They Might be Giants shirt so I ran into the bathroom to clean them, looks like they are okay now. I told him to not put a soda near my feet again, and that maybe he should wash all his plushes. So that is my plan, clean his room, and see who gets to be hand washed, and who gets to go for the pillow cased machine ride.
By far Jesse and I will always take the cake for clutter, but I really think that when you have collectibles you care about, you should keep them off the floor, or at least away from stupid guests with big ass feet. |
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| 11:11pm 02/06/2008 |
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Pet Peeve
My copy of The Prince is so old, that all the lazy modern translations are not as accurate, therefore making it a bitch to type out my saved areas because it means bending the book more than I want to.
Not pet peeve, getting a fucking high grade on my mid term I hardly studied for and doing so well in the class that I can play 10 hours of oblivion and not worry about getting any less on anything...well sort of. Now study time starts...but doing actual work within this time, piff, realization that I'm just bored and unchallenged. |
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| 10:51am 28/05/2008 |
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Apparently the noisy girls across the hall from me will not be bar crawling up the steps again. Hopefully that is. I could hear them the other night moving out, I thought maybe one of the girls graduated from reed and was packing up ship...but, now there is people sprucing the other place back up. I mean bangs and crashes and plumbers ass galore over there. I wish that the next people would be younger, but not, uh, old people? ...because then I really would be fully old folks home.
Ross's mom is visiting, so I am cleaning up everything but my room. I'm hungry and going to go make a snack. |
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| 02:24pm 25/05/2008 |
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I have made a new friend, and of all the strange things to find in Portland, is that he is from SLO of all places. His name is Matt; we met in my history class. Obviously I am happy to meet someone that knows about my old area. We’ve been hanging out a lot lately, which is not so bad because Zach and Ross really like to have him around, they could use more friends, I sort of think that Matt could as well. He seems to not be very social, but once you talk to him, he is much fun (if not sometimes a tad preachy, but that isn’t bad, opinions are a good thing) It makes me happy to add another person to the friend’s list that isn’t an avid drinker or party-hound. Things also have been better around the house since Ross’s account was set in order and he paid me back. I had some troubles with a bill, but everything is fine now.
My friend was having a drinking party, but I didn’t go, I just didn’t feel like it, and now I am glad weather wise….Because yesterday turned to be far more interesting than I could have imagined it to be when I woke.( Read more... ) |
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| 07:43pm 24/05/2008 |
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music: Filth - You Are Shit
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I am really fed up at the moment, and I feel really stupid for inviting Ross to move up with me at this point. He doesn’t do a whole lot around here, sure once or twice he will do laundry or help me clean, take out the trash or something…but right now, he’s causing more issues than just a lack of helping out. I can’t afford to pay for both of us for anything.
Last month he went to a comic con and took money out of his rent, and didn’t pay his half of bills. That was about 213 dollars, now it is the 30th, no rent money or bill money for this month till his bank accounts which opened on his birthday open up. This cost me a whole hell of a lot. I went from 1500, to most likely less than 30. Rent is 1045 a month, which is split right in half, the utilities are NOT paid by the complex, and I pay for everything. When I turn in rent, I turn in one of the bills, which is basically always 37.
Because he didn’t pay up last month, I couldn’t pay my school and was charged a hefty fee on top of my out of state… Now he owes, well, about close to 800 or more. I had to buy my bus pass, my greyhound ticket to see my mom, and I now can’t buy food.
I have some food, so it is not dire, just that it is ramen, and cereal/ pancake mix. I still haven’t found a job because you what, I really suck at that, I don’t have good job luck mainly from a lack of experience, and now a lack of jobs IN Oregon. I swear I am about to cry, I know that he has helped me in the past, but I never owed him so much…at once.
I’m so tired of not only cleaning after myself, but him as well. I’m not a fucking housewife. He just sits around on the internet, or plays videogames, doesn’t even rinse his dishes…he says he has no money then oh yeah real slick here…last night he bought himself a corned beef, and promptly announced the whole thing was his. I gave him a talk and I managed a little sliver. He was making a hunk of meat, I had some goddamned rice mixed in with mushroom soup from the dollar store (ate the rest today as my meal).
I can’t kick him out; my mom won’t let me pick a new housemate this time. Also I’m too nice to a fault; I let people treat me like this because otherwise I am some sort of crazy bitch if I call someone on their shit. The only thing I have worth selling is dear to me because it was a Christmas gift from Izzy when we were dating back in 04.
I hate to sound complain crazy and depressed but it is worse enough that I can’t even go to a dentist to fix my teeth, which pain wise would floor someone with less of a pain acceptance as I, but I can’t ask my parents for much because my dad doesn’t pay for me, and my mom helps too much already, plus with grandpa dying, I don’t think it is a good time to hit up for money.
I’m just so fucking miserable. |
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| 02:41am 23/04/2008 |
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So my air mattress, because I can't afford a real one, just started spilling air, I've been sitting here with a blow dryer between my knees, glue and plastic bags, trying to make it so I don't fucking sleep on slats.
Time to go to my mom's and pick up a fucking mattress? I think fucking so. |
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| 11:24pm 21/03/2008 |
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My final is tomorrow, what do I do with my time, I make a drawing of the expressionistic feelings I have. The dino is me, ref'd from my jammies, and the image in front of it is my final.... :B
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Reeeeeeeal productive I am. Drooled on the math book too. -_-;; |
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| 07:32pm 17/03/2008 |
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My sister is in the states right now, which is nice, and even better, my dad drove her up for a day visit! She and I exchanged gifts, since neither of us did a family xmas, for one she was in Japan, and two, it was just too hard to manage.
She gave me a sort of Godzilla pj piece, that buttons, has a tail and a hood with the face. X3 roawr, it is really f'n warm and cute, but amusing for my house mate and friends when I go running to the bathroom trying to tear out of the suit as politely as I can.
I did a drawing for her, and put it on my FA, I don't like the bear, the first one I did was first class, then photoshop froze :< and I had to redo it, and I think it came out like crap.
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Well this is for my sister, and needs some explaining, a long time ago, when we were out hiking we would sing things we made up, one that I made up was crunching leaves and saying "what's that?!" and we would sing song "It's a bear drinking beer!"
Beer makes sense because today is Izzy's birthday X3 |
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