...Didn't mean to be avoiding on here, but totally managed to none-the-less. For months on end. >_>

Anywho. Happy St. Patricks Day

Let's all go get drunklol >3

I think the half inch thick layer of ice on my car means I won't be going no place no time soon. :|

That said, generator running my Internets for the win. We haven't had power since midnight and judging by the amount of power lines down (My dad is in the fire department round here and his radio is going near bonkers), we won't be having it back for a while.

Me and mom were supposed to fly down to North Carolina tomorrow morning to see the Nephew Mutant thing, but not so sure that'll be workin' out, ehh.

I will totally post pictures later once the rain slows of the ice and the pretty that is Maine.

And all of a sudden I really really want to watch Xena, Warrior Princess, and I have no idea why.

So I was thinking about it and I realized that I never did share my goodGOOD news of the going to YoumaCon to at last, after 5 years of friendship meet mothproof_ammeh in the REAL LIFE.

CAN WE SAY THAT I IS FUCKING STOKED?

We met back in '03 (April 22nd, actually, because I kept the rp site up all these years for nostalgia's sake) in an rp, talked all the time, bonded, have spoken almost daily since online. We text each other, call on phones where in slightly awkward conversations ensue since I babble (Imagine that), we send stuff to each other which I am BAD AT DOING BECAUSE I HAVE THE ATTENTION SPAN OF A FUCKING FLEA and, and, umm. Umm. I'm stoked?

There was a bug on my head a moment ago.

and now I can't find it.

Oh god, bugs in bed=nooo.

...It occured to me while I was looking for something in old entries that I never did put the answers to a meme I did a while back. This, the movie one, being what I speak of.

So! Answers. Only two didn't get answered, 3 and 4.

1. Mulan
2. Labyrinth
3. DOOM -Zombie/mutant monster movie ftw.
4. The Cell - Uhh. Is pretty?
5. Grease

Arr. I think I'm going insane. I ended up doing the pot roast a la dutch oven and then I decided I wanted pie and went and got peaches and made peach pies with a graham cracker crust. Which actually looked rather pathetic, even if they were tasty. Think I'm going to make more wontons and freeze 'em up, so I do something with the half-pound ground pork I got in the freezer.

Also: Anyone know how the hell to get the smell of onions off your hands?

Weird realization of the day?

My cat loves fruity yogurt things.

I caught him with his head in my strawberry smoothie last night and I'm eating a yogurt cup now and he is trying his damnedest to get some. Oo

Weird bloody cat.

Edit: and then he starts licking the computer. Dunno what to say.

...I think someone left their small dog outside too late and something just ate it.

That, or someone's raping a monkey.

Either, or, still sounds fucking weird at 1 in the morning.

No way in hell am I going outside to check.

...I don't like reality shows, nor do I like country music.

But, but, My Big Redneck Wedding?

....OMG. THESE PEOPLE CANNOT BE REAL.

Guy: *writing his vows on couch* We did it in the backseat, we did it in the zoo. I don't really care where we do it, as long as it's with you.
His Granny: Is that the best you can do?
Guy: Well, I would use big fancy words, but I don't have a clit-toris.
Announcer: ...We're really, really hoping he meant thesaurus.

So, apparently you all need to watch out for me Oo

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Ahaha. Haa. Heh.

I've got a fridge full of Jello Shots.

Who's with me?!

Not sure whether to be a bit freaked out or think this is cool.

Robots evolve and learn how to lie.

Because I am effin' bored-- April, sorry never called you back, phone's being an ass-- I bring candid moments of my pets. Messuir Merlin, The Lady Angel, Sage teh Footstool and herr woofwoof, Sable.

Uneditted in anyway, I swear, except resizing.

( I was really really bored. So, pic-spam. )

Yes, I am a cat lady. No, seriously. Its my dream

And yes, those are her real eyes (Except for the glowing red-ness.) I've had people think I photoshopped her eyes before.

Like I would ever get that bored.

Oh god, I have to be a girl next week.

So who wants to help fated with her homework, huh, huh?

Sure you do! XP

All I need from people is things (People, places, events, ideas, stories, whatever) they fear, be it sense making or not.

I'm trying to write an Urban Legend (Oh, hay procrastination, how ya doin'?) for a paper thats due tomorrow, so this is my call for help.

I have some ideas, but ehh, I could use some help to be less lame. I don't sleep, so if I get any ideas or help, I might use 'em in the next few hours. Rrrr.

Currently looking somewhat like a raccoon as the Charlotte uses me for her own sadistic purposes. Whatever the hell that eyeliner is, really not wanting to come off.

Also going to work dressed like a ninja on halloween.

Edit: And hey, azartti wins the award for creeping me out the most with my new found knowledge about isla de las muñecas or, The Island of the Dolls.

Yeah, as if I didn't have enough nightmares.

So. I'm scarred for life.

It's one thing to suspect that maybe the grandfather watches late night HBO things when he makes reference to the Cat House or whatever it is.

Its a whole 'nother thing to walk in on naked girl on tv writhing about touching self from when grandfather left his door open and left the room. Yeah.

My grandfather watches porn. At least I didn't see him like... watching it. I just saw the tv, when he left the door open, he was outside getting the paper and I just sort of stared blankly, turned around and went back to bed hoping to the good lord that this was just some horrible nightmare.

I think I'm going to throw up.

(And yes, I know this is ab-so-fucking-lutely hilarious when its not happening to you, since if it wasn't me I would think its bloody hilarious, but still, this happened to me and I sorta-mostly-dear-god want to erase my memories from today.)

Ano... I'm all for the Nature and the Wild things and the what not, but seriously. Deer are so on my hit list this week.

Sure, they're all... cool with long legs and jumping ability, until they scare the ever lovin' snot out of you four times a week.

Like at 6:30 in the morning when you're about to go to work, and they freak out when you open your car door and go scuttling off into the woods with many a crash and bang.

Or when you are getting something out of your car at 8 at night, and you suddenly hear crashing and smashing as the deer run away again, and you scream "FRIKKIN' DEER!" prompting your dad to make fun of you for the rest of the night.

Or better yet, when the dog sees on outside one morning and lets out this loud fraggin' bark-snarl combination, when she doesn't make much noise to begin with, unless she wants something, and you end up jumping out of your skin and dropping a class of just poured milk.

Or when at night, your dad tells you to turn on your headlights and you do, and you can't see them, but your dad says there's some big ass mother flippin' deer standing out in the yard watching you, which you can't see, because you don't have your glasses on, but apparently your dad can.

Yeah. I'm getting neurotic from the bleeding deer, and if they scare the snot out of me one more time, I'mma gettin' mah gun, alice.

Right.

*back to drawing homework*