Everywhere I go online I feel like I'm being violently violated by fucking spam. There's those ads that kind of sliiiiiiiiiiide up the screen in front of what you're reading; there's the ones that beep and yell at you until you change the page, which is kind of fucking hard to do if you're reading something! Oh and the new ones, the 'interactive ads' which are pretty much a commercial, annoying dick head talking to you about what you need and then you can apply bleach to your clothes with your mouse... or you could just stab yourself in the face.

But I think the ones I hate the most are the ones that redirect you. I'll be browsing around on DeviantART and be sitting there a few minutes, the instant ones are not sooo bad, and then I'll be like directed to a website AND my virus scanner goes fucking crazy.

I know, like, they need to make money, but why would you let people who are trying to DESTROY your computer sponsor their website? Maybe check on that shit, it's just really insulting...


Anyway, work's going well I think lol..

My fucking feet are cold. Damnit.

Things to do:
1. stretch my ears back up to 00, cause I miss thems.
2. Tattoos, fleur-de-lys and trillium
3. art: dungeons and dragons themed scene, moar vampires, practice anatomy and poses, maybe some men 'cause I never draw men.
4. open up separate savings account so I can save a little bit of my money each pay check
5. have gay secks.

Things I accomplished that I was supposed to:
1. shaved my butt, no machete required!
2. got a job at the bodyshop, although it's only seasonal.
3. bought my wacom tablet and been ps-ing away http://tunnelofthorns.deviantart.com/ and http://tunnelofthorns.blogspot.com/ for non deviants
4. not much else, I suck.

Nice things I did cause I'm nice:
1. brushed my dog
2. threw out a stinky sponge
3. gave my dog lots of cookies
4. gave human kind another day to exist.
5. made my mom tea, like every time she asks
6. texted sweet nothings to my boyfriend cause I'm so damn sweet

All for now. I know, the suspense might kill some of you, but I'm sure those who survive will be satisfied, mostly.

BloodRayne, just BloodRayne.

You know, it's kind of funny when people ask to pull on my septum piercing. It's like, "Hey, can I pull on it, I really want to see what it's like." I feel like I should say, "Oh sure lady, but on one condition: you let me pull on your nipples. I've never touched a woman's nipple before and i want to see if it's all that great. Kay cool."

Also, everybody better motherfucking ask me questions in my last entry or fear for your lives.

I slept in until about, 30 minutes ago. That's 3:30 pm. That's kind of not really good haha. I need to start going to bed at a better time, but it's hard one you've started the bad sleeping pattern. Time sucks.

The boy is confirmed for the 9th-15th, yay! I had to promise to clean the house and stuff. I wish I didn't have to work this way for our relationship, but eventually we'll be able to see each other as much as we want.

I'm being infested with tiny spiders. If they stay tiny, I can deal with it; if they grow up, I'm going to have a hairspray attack on the ceiling. Spiders are usually okay, I don't mind them most of the time. What I don't like is when they fucking drop down from the fucking ceiling and land on my laptop right in front of me! I've also been getting little tiny... golden... art/wasp things... they have wings, are like.. the size of a grain of rice, maybe, and look like a wasp. They're sort of cute, but I'm getting a little annoyed at them tickling me by running through my leg hair. Ugh. It's not as many as a like... SWARM, it's normal for bugs to be around in the summer, duh. I just don't want creatures building nests and living in my room. Thanks.

So Rae had a good idea (or maybe copy-pasted it from someone, but I wanna do it regardless :P) I'd like you guys the ask me a question, or questions, that you feel like you should know about that I just haven't... said or told the f-list yet.

Personal, or about penises and kittens or whatever. Go for it. I'm not shy about anything really.

I'm leaving this public because maybe someone will come by and feel like asking a random person a question ha ha.


And actually, tiny spider army? Kinda awesome. I wonder if I can control them somehow.

Leave a comment and I'll...

1.) Tell you why I friended you.
2.) Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a color, a photo, a word etc.
3.) Tell you something I like about you.
4.) Tell you a memory I have of you.
5.) Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
6.) Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
7.) In return, you must post this in your lj.

1. Go to the Wikipedia home page and click random article. That is your band's name.
2. Click random article again; that is your album name.
3. Click random article 15 more times; those are the tracks on your album.

Band Name: Clément Rosset
Album Title: Afanasy Shchapov

1. Dmitry Tolstoy
2. Reg Plummer
3. Little Stony Petrel Island
4. Insertion loss
5. Live: No Time for Tuning
6. Wendell, Massachusetts
7. George Lynskey
8. Tree City USA
9. Juan Pablo Di Pace
10. Taffy Wright
11. Karl Apfelbacher
12. Brutish Mine
13. The Underground Man
14. Hammermill
15. Yi Saek

Oh yeah. I'm graduating now. I forgot about that. SooOOOooooo, go me!









Still love this fucking bandanna

The lunch and dinner of champions..


Fuck breakfast though. I'd bloody puke that early.

...



I just buzzed off half my hair on impulse.. I started cutting and didn't know when to stop.


2/3 of my hair, gone.

I look pretty hot though.

Okay so me and this guy used to mess around until he picked up someone cuter and whatnot.. So anyway, he only messages me when he's A)horny or B)heard some gossip about me, both of which always lead to something weird or lol-enducing.

( this was amusing... cut just in case.. )


By 'kingstons hottest gay guys' he means him and some other trashy slut.


And I almost forgot to edit out his cell number from his screen name.. that could have been catastrophic..

I slipped on some ice on Saturday and I have a tiny fracture near my elbow. It's healing pretty well and I think it should be okay by next week. I really wish I could have gotten some work done this week. It's so frustrating being almost done a project, going on March Break, THEN breaking your damn arm 2 days before school and having to wait another week to work on it. At least my teacher understands and is going easy on me.

I really should keep it in the sling, but I'm tired of it. I'm just going to try not to like... get in a sword fight or something.

I'm going to really try to post more. I don't want people to think this thing is dead. I just kind of get sidetracked whenever I remember the post.

So I hung out with Richard yesterday. I didn't argue with him very much. That of which is somewhat surprising. We talked about a bunch of stuff. He wants to open a vegetarian fast food restaurant sometime. Sounds like a pretty neat idea. It was good to catch up. He's easier to talk to in person than on MSN since it's easier to force him into opening up more.. Which is kind of the opposite of most people. All the things that bothered me when we were dating are still there. Go figure.

I'm stealing a boy (Maxime) from Montreal for a week-ish in the summer. It will be amazing. I've waited 2.5 years to meet this boy and it's finally going to happen. I just hope that it doesn't go horribly wrong. I mean, it's not likely, but I've never been able to help being a little bit cynical. And if it all works out, I wanted to move to Montreal anyway, it'll be the most amazing thing ever ever ever (that'd just be a great coincidence.. I'm not in love with him.. I just sorta kind of love him.. and if he's anything at all like he is online... which he most definitely is... and don't worry I KNOW he isn't a creep-o... then I'm allowed to presume all this). I know I seem a little stupid, but sometimes you gotta take risks. Kingston sucks, and I'll never meet anyone here. And IF I did, it'd be over the Internet anyway because apparently I've been through all the single gay guys my friends directly & indirectly know that aren't way too old for me (and 'been through' doesn't mean I've fucked them all. For the one's I haven't, it just means I've seen then, thought about it. And said no.) Oh, but that would have made me sound a little slutty if I didn't add that thing in... Well, whatever.

Anyway, THIS SONG *points down* is the best song ever! I can't even really describe the way it makes me feel. It just... puts me in a great mood.

So when I go to check on my rat this morning, she's sleeping in the bottom corner of her cage... in a pile of shit pellets. That, obviously, is a sign that I needed to chuck some of it into the garbage. Oh she also seems to like covering her food bowls in shavings so no one will steal her food.

But when has that ever stopped me before? Uhh, never.

Dear Windows Live Today:

I feel that I no longer require your services as I have found a more effective way of checking my emails (when I get any... never). The 'open your e-mail inbox' icon under my name is really a lovely tool. Most of the time I've already clicked it before you even pop up. Is there really any point of having the automatic thing if the slightly less convenient way is faster? Does that even make sense? Actually it's more convenient because you don't have to go the extra step to actually read your e-mails. Wow. Anyway I have turned you off and I don't plan on doing business with you ever again.

Your's truly, Matt.

I've decided to draw a picture of my friend Max (who I met on Vampire Freaks back when it was... slightly less lame to be on that site) for my pencil & powdered graphite drawing. I finished most of it today; I just need to finish up the shirt. Dress shirts = hard to draw. I can't get over how beautiful he is. It actually might seem really sad that I kinda really really want to meet him. And I seriously will one day. He's not just some dumb kid who randomly added me. He's a hot, intelligent, deep and oh yeah FRENCH guy who... uh randomly added me. So that just goes to show that random Internet friendships aren't all evil and pointless. Some are actually legitimate and my God, if they live close why the Hell not? I must take a French course now so I won't be eaten alive in Montreal.. Although... I think they're mostly bilingual there anyway, but it's only fair. He makes the effort to speak English to the best of his abilities so I might as well give him a break.

Speaking of art class (sorta), I'm totally enjoying myself. So much so, that I never ever want to leave. I know they say never say never (and Hell, I've done that enough, just in THIS post), but I'm totally serious. When you do something wrong, Karen helps you make it right. And when you do something right, she makes you feel amazing about it. Oz suggested I just marry her already and I actually think that'd be pretty great. We can share blue eyeliner and be awesome. Okay I'm just kidding, but yeah she's so great.

My subject line is becoming a bigger lie as I go on. You never really know what's swimming about in your head until you just kind of... let it out.

I find it kind of funny that dialogue in comic (strips, books w/e) has words in bold text that don't really need to be. I know that most of the time it's so you'll see the key words, but sometimes it just seems willie-nilly. Like c'mon, it's like when someone stick RanDoM capitals in things. It looks silly and seems kind of dumb to people who are reading it. MAYBE I just don't understand how they are key words. I also just noted that it can also be words that are stressed, but still, sometimes it just doesn't work.

This isn't posted for anyone in particular; it's just something that I found rather informative. It's stuff you probably already know, but tend to forget about when it will come in handy. A few of these points can actually apply to any sexual preference; only some of them are specifically 'gay'. Am I using semicolons correctly? I'm trying real hard.
10 Rules for Gay Dating

So, anyway, this semester is working out pretty well so far. English is okay, but it could be better. I want my cool, old teachers damn it! Creative Arts is fucking awesome! I feel like I'm actually accomplishing something and I'm learning new techniques, so I'm very satisfied. Not somewhat satisfied, not just satisfied, not unsatisfied, not completely unsatisfied, VERY satisfied. Very. You get it..

Coffee at 2 am. Why? Because It's 9 am and I have't slept yet.

But Holy SNOW STORM EH? Guess you can't see... but believe me. I can barely see up the street.



EDIT: My dog decided she'd give my rat a little taste.. I was only a little startled. She's ok though. I think she only licked her.

I had a dream where I wrote/typed something in all capitals in my screenname or something like that and people kept saying, "Hey I think you're capslock key is jammed.." and I kept saying, "No I did it on purpose." and I was getting really mad because EVERYONE kept reminding me and I was wondering what the big deal was.

( ... )
Ho-hum.

When I read a book, I eat the page I've finished before moving on.











"Oh, your penis. Or do you mean PEAnis?"











Yeah.

Note to self: when I wake up before 6 am for whatever reason it doesn't mean I have to get up and stay up.

Anyway on with the show ~




I had this thing on my leg that felt kinda like a small bump (but I couldn't see it cause it was dark) and I kept picking at it and now it is gone. Or was it ever there?

I was trying to figure out if my free voice mail ever expired but for some reason there's nothing on the telus site about how long features last.. .or at least not that one.