Saturday, October 04, 2003

Interim


Tell Us Another One, Jheti

Behold my tomb
It is open and empty
For I am gone,
Lost and wandering,
With or without a home,
Out to lunch.
Be good while I'm alone.
Take no wooden nickels,
Move no one's flowers,
Don't touch the tombstones.
I'll be back before you know it,
Just
Not
Now.

Thank you. ;^D

--(Written with a nod to the lady who suggested it)

Monday, September 29, 2003

Ticker-Type


Search Results Revealed It, I Had To Do It

Heh:

I AM TRINITY!!!

Why yes, I am in a confrontational mood, thanks for asking.

Dodge this >^D

Ehh, it's all RL crap anyway, nothing anyone can do about it...

And I don't want to clean my room.

*Whining* But I don't waaaanna cleeeeeann my roooooommm!

Oh, yeah. Powerful self-actualized mature adult, comin' thru >^P

I swear, sometimes I am so disgusted with myself and with my life in general.

Yo, Morpheus! Come unplug me, it's vile in here...

Oh wait, they have steak here. And Agent Smith. In that case, you and your little resistance can pack it, bitch >^D

That is all.

Sunday, September 28, 2003

Liner Notes


Nothin' Much

I'm gonna be Trinity for Halloween *^_^*

This to combat the obvious gender problems of being Agent Smith. (I do have the forehead for him, though >^D)

Not bad. Not bad at all.

PH34R my Crisco hair! Beware my corset!

Well, pseudo-corset--no stays for me, thanks. I have a nice enough waist without them *preens*. It's thighs that are my problem, and Trinity wears long black pants anyhow, which are super slimming, so if you can't tell, I certainly won't.

Hmm. Obssessing over Evanescence, not washing my hair (to achieve proper greasy Trinity 'do), and wearing black corset-like things...

Please tell me I'm not turning goth.

Although, *Amber is goth and she has these gorgeous combat boots and fishnets, and I've always hankered for a pair of combat boots and some fishnets...If I get to have those, goffness might not be so bad.

Of course, *Amber is also very very well-off, and I'm very very not...

Honestly? I miss leather jackets. I want one so bad.

Yeah, a leather jacket in Florida. Brilliant, Jheti. Just keep thinking them up, girl. ^_~

And note: Amy does not = *Amber. *Amber's name actually begins with a C.

I'm also collecting my observations on various things, for use in "Vanities". Before you ask, yes, I really have said them, and for the most part I'm serious about them, too. (You'll see what I mean when they go up...)

Don't mind me, I'm just getting one of my blue moods. They pass. I have a cloud of apathy around September - January, which keeps them from sucking too much. My birthday usually bites hardcore, because there's not much left over by the time it rolls around. Last year was the nice exception. It's a battle between Return of the King and Matrix: Revolutions this year, anyway. And that movie Underworld. I don't care if it's a she-Crow/Blade ripoff. In the first place, I didn't like The Crow at all, *ducks various thrown objects and ignores catcalls*, and secondly...

Secondly, it has WEREWOLVES in it! *SQUEE*.

*^_^*

For real, I was sooooo pissed when I sat through Brotherhood of the Wolf and it wasn't a werewolf movie. I felt so incredibly cheated. Plus it was French. And the Native American guy died. I'm just saying.

Anyway...

Hope everyone's doing well, and yes, I do expect to be debriefed upon your return ^_~