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My inability to stop playing Fable 2 will be the downfall of our relationship. He wants the Xbox to play Modern Warfare 2, which I gave him for Xmas early. This leaves me to re-read old comics on my laptop and wait until he gets his ass pwned by higher level players in co-op mode and gives up to play WOW again instead. He has the headset, so I tried just shouting BUTTSEX every so often, but alas, he is not deterred in any way.
( Nor does the fact that this is the same thing that happened to me my first dig... )
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Yesterday was spent playing Elvis Yahtzee and downing as much wine as possible before going to work to see massive amounts of people bowling and making chicken. WTF CHICKEN!? Should drink more before I go into work, really, but I'm even too lazy to do that.
"These are O.R. scrubs." "Oh are they?"
Need to visit New Orleans ever so badly. Gah.
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11 24, 2009 @ 1:43 am
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So I'm pretty sure Kristin Bauer would make a perfect Emma Frost...
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10 23, 2009 @ 22:56 pm
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"Cherie, maybe you cut down on the fried chicken, non?"
WOW did Gambit just call Rouge a fat-tastic tub of lard!?
WOW watchin cartoons and readin comics with my brother while totally blazed on cold medicine is FUCKING AWESOME!
Also! I have decided to start my own version of the colored coded panic chart. You know the rainbow of how shit-pants scared we should be of a national threat?
( This will be the HOLY DAMNIT CHRISTMAS WE ARE FUCKED TAKE THE CYANIDE level picture. )
I'm like, bouncin off the walls in my footy pajamas. When my parents leave for the weekend my brother and I always start acting like its the first time we're left home alone without a babysitter. Staying up all night, pouring extra butter on our popcorn, and jumping on the couch in our jammies while putting cartoons on loud enough that the neighbors will come out in their robes and curlers waving newspapers.
Also, I haven't seen Mr. Zebra in almost a week which sucks, but it makes me start regressing back into a ten year old. More than I usually do, that is. Apparently, his family is visiting and the first thing they said was "SO I hear you're getting married and buying a house!" I responded via text saying "Did you tell them that said wife wears footed-pajamas and wants to fill that house with mice?" He said no. They know not the truth!
TIME FOR MOAR FOOD AND CARTOONS!
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10 22, 2009 @ 10:51 am
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Being pale and sickly, photo snapped in my footy pajamas while waiting for my soup to cool down.
Still all dizzy, seeing double unless I focus, and when I do my head hurts more. Still not entirely lucid and talking to myself/spewing nonsense. But apparently I look happy while doing it so no one is worried. So long as you smile goofy people think you're okay!
At least being completely loopy and downing cold medication makes everything on TV during the day entirely interesting.
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10 22, 2009 @ 6:28 am
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So sick of being sick. Pretty sure I have that swine flu shit thats going around. I can deal with the downtime and dizzy-head, but this cough is fucking killing me. I woke up every hour and a half almost on the dot last night, and there is NO REASON for me to be up at six in the morning!!!
In other news, since coughing myself to death is boring, I am the last person in the world to know what the fuck Lady Gaga is.
( IN THE BEST NEWS EVER THE VENTURE BROTHERS IS BACK! )
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09 28, 2009 @ 18:46 pm
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My unfinished masterpiece!
( Behold Gambit! )
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09 28, 2009 @ 15:37 pm
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"Broken nose & a broken heart, empty bottle of gin..."
Show last night was nice, I wish I hadn't been sick and I wasn't surrounded by the most fucking obnoxious people. St. Louis has the worst crowds, for real. Thats why people like Maynard tries to skip over us, Axl Rose won't even set foot beyond the river. Good for him. Some douche next to me was dripping all over me and kept yelling that I needed to get "WAY more psyched!" and "You need to be like... fucking ten times as pumped!" I could barely stand up, my head was swimming and my whole body hurt. I about threw my beer on him, but I didn't wanna waste one of the two I managed to choke down. Fucking ass. Mike Ness looked alot better than the last time I saw him, back in 06 in New Orleans. Johnny is lookin so old though! That was weird. Before the show, a guy was taking pictures for the RFT outside of people with Social D tattoos. Guess where your's truely ended up...
http://www.riverfronttimes.com/slideshow/view/28496789/3
I'm watching X-Men cartoons in my rich-lady silky nighty dress and pumpkin ballet slippers, drinking pumpkin tea with Sailor Jerry in it, not goin to work. Last night, Mike said "Who has to go to work tomorrow? Oh no. No no, man. You call your boss- I'll talk to him! I'll talk to that asshole and say HEY and I'll tell him which way the wind shines!" He's so cracked out, I love him. And I wasn't gonna go to work anyhow as my head wants to explode sickly goo all over the place, but Mike said I don' have to so THERE. It took my a half hour on the phone with work just to call in sick. That place... god they're all so fucking stupid. They wanted ME to find someone to work for me! And then they got me on the phone with the FUCKING GM and he was like "Well what kind of sick are you?" and "Did you call anyone to work for you?" What do you want me to walk around the neighborhood with a goodwill Jello asking kind neighbors to go in for me? Fucking cunt-blaster. I've worked there over two years, one of the original ten people left from the beginning, this guy only learned my name last week. So fuck him.
So X-men, booze-tea, and no work today. Thanks Mike Ness!
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09 26, 2009 @ 22:34 pm
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My 52 Pickup attack for Gambit FINALLY came in handy today while we had to fight Yellowjacket! I was floored with happiness.
Not sure why he has the most massive fucking nose I ever done seen before, though. Then again, Ringo was always my favorite Beatle...
Couldn't get to sleep last night, maybe cause Mr Zebra wasn't in bed with me and it was weird bein in my own bed instead of the water one. Instead I cruised a mountain of terrible fanfics and drank even worse bourbon in bed. Just got off work so now I'm damn tired but Zebra went out and is bringing me TACOS on the way home so I love him.
Meguni and I need to go to New Orleans so bad I cant stand it. Everything reminds me of there and the sooner I can go back and sniff the all-too-moist air that smells like booze and dead fish the better! Hot damn. Drive up margarita windows.
I have beer to drink, True Blood season 2 to watch, and tacos to wait up for. Goodnight world.
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09 24, 2009 @ 14:19 pm
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I was lookin up info about Colossus, and listening to t.A.T.u and found that putting them together are far too humorous for me not to love it. Silly russian superheros and their lesbian pop music.
Started scribbling this nothing of a picture of Gambit while at Dennny's one night, just cause I wanted to draw his eyes, and its turned into something that even impresses me. Maybe I'll finally get around to scanning it and I can share it with the world. He looks delightful.
Meanwhile, I work, play Ultimate Alliance 2, and draw while Mr. Zebra plays WoW. Its Beerfest now so he's having a wonderful time. Also, he's got a nasty cold so I'm bringin soup up to work for him. Farewell, all!
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"I watched X-Men Origins: Wolverine and was entirely convinced that they left an important scene out of the movie. You know. The scene where they have sex."
Post something bigger later. Time for bed now. Just been playing alot of Marvel Ultimate Alliance 2 lately, using Gambit instead of Deadpool. Mom asked which guy I was and a cinematic sequence came up with him, to which she said "It looks like he put his hair on backwards."
Sigh.
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Mr. Zebra surpassed Mrs. Crocodile's expectations last night, and we had a fabulous time. Even made me dinner and allowed me a turn riding on the shopping cart. He laughs as much as I do while cuddling, and Caddyshack plays on. Fun stories about drinking, and not drinking, and talking shop while we smoke on the porch, giving my face rugburn with his stubble that I'm not used to dealing with. Poking at my earrings and asking it it sounds like a windchime.
Yes, I do think that Mr. Zebra has made Logan a very happy berry lately.
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02 17, 2009 @ 19:40 pm
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"Look man, I'm telling you right off the bat, I'm high-maintainance, so... I'm not gonna tip-toe around your marriage, or whatever it is you've got goin' there. If you wanna be with me, you're with me. Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours."
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"The cuter and smaller something is, the more likely it will be raped. By tentacles."
So very sick. One side of my nose kinda works and my chest hurts, snot running into my stomach making me queasy. Still had to go to work last night, curled up around Mr. Zebra and wiped snot on him and made him promise we could go home and watch True Romance and listen to Fiona Apple until I passed out. He doesn't want his couch diseased, but I suspect he can deal with it.
Dear god this feels gross. So much crap in my head and chest, feels like I can't breathe. Family is out somewhere watching people feed eagles or something.
New forwarding address is Couch of Mr. Zebra, please bring tissues and movies, especially if they're really lame. And lots and lots of lemon ginger tea.
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I'm sorry, I've been an awful friend lately. Absent from everything, curling up on myself and shutting out the world. I'll be back very soon, once I hit the ground again.
Everything is falling apart. Everything hurts so easy, my skin feels like glass. Some of it is my fault, some of it ain't. I want everything to work out, just once, one day that goes right. One day the glass doesn't fucking crack. Kids are careless with rocks. Someday, I'll take Daddy, No Pot, The Enforcer, and Mr. Zebra, and we'll live somewhere far far away and never have to worry about breaking glass again. Or at least for a day.
( Oh you silly stupid passtime of mine... )
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02 12, 2009 @ 2:33 am
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All my life is on me now, hail the pages turning
And the future is on the bound, hell don't know my fury
You're all I need, you're all I need, you're all I need
You're all I need, You're all I need, you're all I need
Youre all I need - and maybe some faith would
Do me good
I don't know what I'm doing, don't know should I
Change my mind, I can't decide, there's too many
Variations to consider
No thing I do don't do no thing but bring me
More to do, It's true, I do imbue my blue unto myself,
I make it bitter
Baby, lay your head on my lap one more time
Tell me you belong to me
Baby say that it's all gonna be alright
I believe that it isn't.
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| "Oh God you've got to help me a little bit, you've got to have a relief file for me..." |
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02 06, 2009 @ 2:51 am
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Love is fucking... fuck. What the FUCK is the purpose of that emotion? Ain't never served me no good, an it sure as hell ain't doin it now. Fuck off.
I'm so fucked. This has taken over my entire thought process, and I'm not kidding I'm starting to get crazy, doing irrational things and losing self-control. Obsessed. Like I haven't been in years. And it fucking hurts. I need some Erica-time, my go-to for girl-talk. Drinking myself to sleep every night to dull the thought processes that keep me awake. And to do away with headaches.
Instead of thinking, I'll do this. I tag everyone:
Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.
1. Tomatoes make my hands itch, especially the juice.
2. My first cigarette was a Marlboro red when I was 15 and I didn't know how to smoke it.
3. First kiss resulted in me having to write out a report of the incident and almost a court case. First kiss from a girl was in the woods at church camp.
4. I started drinking by myself at 15 or 16, water bottles filled with rum and vodka in my room, and I haven't broken the comfortable habit after all these years.
5. Women I count as best friends have all turned their backs on me after the same amount of time. I've learned from my mistakes there, and avoid the situation all together.
6. The smell of vinegar will make me leave a room, by instinct, not by a dislike of the smell itself.
7. I like to have men trail after me and hurt them, physically. I've bit, choked, and punched, burned with a cigarette, but they all deserved it for the most part.
8. I respond to compliments by insulting myself, or looking at the floor.
9. I don't like being alone with people, sleeping next to them, and have pressure of speech. I've slept under a coffee table to avoid sharing a sleeping space.
10. I have a crippling fear of airplanes. I have to look away and sometimes cover my ears if one flys overhead, talking about them makes me breathe fast and heavy, I have to be forced on one and restrained once in my seat. I won't use the bathroom because I think the shifting of weight will cause the plain to crash. I start crying in the airport and have to curl up on the floor with my back to window.
11. Being tickled and having things touch my neck or ankles will cause me to lash out without thinking. I've scarred someone's hand, kicked people in the face and neck with combat boots, and punched my 6'3" boss two days ago.
12. Despite being tiny, I have no regard for my health and eat things that should probably kill me. I was once paid for a photoshoot in cheeseburgers, and at age 11 I ate a half pound of raw bacon and didn't even get a stomach ache.
13. I often wipe snot on people's stuff when they're not looking.
14. Since I was a kid, I wanted to be a sideshow attraction more than anything. I still harbor that dream.
15. The only shopping addiction I have is buying books. I have to be told not to when in a store because I will buy one, even if I don't know what it is. I always read them, sometimes over and over, but its the one thing I cannot pass up and gets me in trouble sometimes.
16. I collect dead things. Usually I make jewelry out of them because the things I have are smaller. I have a half a jawbone of a possum, a squirrel skull and an alligator foot all on necklaces, but the one that makes people the most uneasy seems to be the one made of my teeth, with my babyteeth in a tiny jar in the middle.
17. I often take my clothes off without thinking. Hardly am I even intoxicated, its just a habit. Sometimes it gets me in trouble, gets other people in trouble, and sometimes it makes me money.
18. I'm an ass person. All tits are great, but a perfect ass is hard to find. Its the first thing I look at on a girl.
19. I've bribed people at work with naked pictures of myself to get smoke breaks. (we don't have set ones, just whenever you can run out the door)
20. My number one would-do-anything-for crush is Fiona Apple.
21. I've had surgery on both big toes, have a finger that jammed so it grows crooked, both kneecaps snap out of socket periodically, but the left one is broken permanently and the leg is shorter. I'm almost blind out of my right eye.
22. Instead of smiling at friends/people/strangers as a passing greeting, I sneer at them. Not to be cool or badass, its just a habit, maybe a nervous one, and some people take offense to it and assume I don't like them.
23. The best sex dream I ever had was about Marilyn Monroe.
24. I started drinking coffee when I was 12 and have to have at least a cup every day or I get a headache.
25. I haven't seen my hair un-dyed in it's natural state of color in 8 years, and only know its some shade of brown, as my roots never matched it and thats the most I've seen of it.
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