I will be switching accounts over to 7Sages.
Why? Because I will be placing actual work on that account, for more professional purposes, and I'd rather not have some things hanging around on my account, and cannot be arsed to delete them.

In short:

Gentlemen, I wash my hands of this wierdness.

I will most likely be going to Yule Con. For those of you who don't know what it is... then I can't really help you because I have a very limited understanding myself HOWEVER.

I will be going as Juji Kabane from the game Gungrave: Overdose. If anyone is interested in finding and attacking me, go on ahead.

(Those willing to fit themselves into a Grave or RB costume will receive >surprise buttsecks< many cookies from me.

Mmkay?

Okay.

OKAY!

RANDOM JUNKY JUNK:
1. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother & father's middle name)
Marie David... >_< ARRGH

2. NASCAR NAME: (first name of your mother's dad, father's dad)
Don David (Heh, that one's okay)


3. STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)
Foslo
(?!!!)

4. DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
Red Snake
(shit yeah. like out of fuckin' Metal Gear.)

5. SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Spencer Sacramento (kill me)

6. SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd fav color, fav drink, add "THE" to the beginning)
The Black French Roast!
(Wow...)

7. FLY NAME: (first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name)
Loer
...

8. GANGSTA NAME: (fav ice cream flavor, fav cookie)
Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Choclate Chip
('sright, muthafucka. SOUTH SIDE!)


9. ROCK STAR NAME: (current pets name, current street name)
Gambit Walnut Ridge (oh god)

10. STRIPPER NAME: (name of your fav perfume/cologne, fav candy)
(um... I don't do cologne, so...)
Speed Stick Chocolate
(tha sad thing is, I could actually see that be a stripper's name)

11. PORN NAME: (1st pet, street you grew up on)
Pac-Man Warhorse
XDXDXD

Those of you who give a shit and have been around long enough to remember my rant concerning my mother.

Well, nothing is imporved.
She's bitchier, lazier, and more of a fatass lazy bitch than ever.

She has been unemployed for a YEAR AND A HALF, we're living in a two-room apartment (note that I said two ROOM, not BEDROOM), I have no clue how she gets the extra hundred dollars a month to pay off the rent because child support doesn't pay enough.

As part of my school's curriculum, I have to get an internship by a certain date (sep. 15), and between the 25 of August and today I already have an interview set up and the guy seems utterly thrilled to have me.

Yeah. That's right you lazy crackwhore. I got a job in TWENTY DAYS. WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN DOING FOR THE PAST GOD DAMN EIGHTEEN MONTHS?!

I can tell you where you've been. You've been on your ass, putting in about 3000 FUCKING HOURS ON MYSPACE.

And then today she has the NERVE to tell me that she's not taking me to school anymore because I 'need to get out more and walk to school'.

Fuck you, mommy dearest.

I hope this internship is paid because if it is, I'm getting an apartment of my own and then my ass is gone.

So I FINALLY got back on my faniction (Ye gods! A muse hath descended upon the barren realm of my creativity! Inspiration, thine name is Larxene!)

Yes, Larxene. Her hips don't lie, apparently. Damn you Shakira and your oddly entrancing music! This is what happens when I randomly browse youtube. I run into a random AMV and suddenly my classic-rock addiction goes out the flipping window.

But DAMN if she doesn't have a nice ass. (I'll leave it to you to figure out which female I'm referring to)

I can't help but feel happy with my newfound condition of NOT suffering from writer's block (even though I have't slept in the past few days and at the moment I'm feeling like a sex-crazed butterfly that just vomited a rainbow of baby kittens and has a hangover from drinking too much syrup. [What the hell is that emotion even called?]) and I am working on the twelfth chapter as we speak.
I may or may not be starting a webcomic soon (lord knows everyone and their mother won't give a flying f**k about it.). It'll involve smarmy college students (ironically, all of whom are based off the voices that seem to be fond of arguing inside my head right now), lots of yelling, insulting, psychotic cats, equally psychotic professors, and of course a little romance and some sex jokes here and there.

Speaking of webcomics, go read Questionable Content. It's made of win and cookies, and I WANT an AnthroPC. Pintsize reminds me of GIR, he's so adorable. If I had a scanner I'd draw a picture of him doing something cute like being an underwear ninja and whatnot. (You'd have to read it to get it.)



In other news, I had the most disgusting experience of my entire life the other day.
So I went to the bathroom during fourth period and the second I walk in there's like this really obnoxious stench that was like really familiar and yet not. So I go to do my business and there's an empty condom wrapper in the urinal and I'm thinking 'oh well so someone had sex in here recently. No big deal.' Well guess what? BIG DEAL. They left the condom itself (full even) draped over the door handle so I couldn't leave, and there weren't any paper towels and there were LIQUIDS on the counter like someone had an orgy on top of the sink.
And it's a little known fact that I'm a total germaphobe, so I came close to throwing up.
ugh. with a capital 'ugh'.


Anywho on another note I'm sorely tempted to go play a Beach Boys album full-blast to a bunch of emo kids. Just for shiggles.

Also, GIRLS ARE EVIL BECAUSE THEY KNOW I CAN'T RESIST THE POUTY FACE AND THEY USE IT ANYWAY ARRRRRRGH.

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