Thank you for saving me, my future husband.
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I'm writing letters to the dark-side of the moon, tonight.
This is endless, and so are we.
08 November 2010 @ 12:33 am
Thank you for saving me, my future husband.
01 September 2009 @ 12:55 am
Getting CPT Certified is hard.
Especially when I'm in week 2 of calc and already behind for missing two days thanks to being sick as a damn dog. The smoke from the CA wildfires is going to make me vomit. And I've had migraines like nobodies business.
Weight loss sucks. I'm lower than I've been for YEARS. I had shot up really high after getting sick when I came back from Kansas. I'll post how far I'm down later, when I feel better about it. It's a lot, though. Like...almost a whole-other-person, lot.
I'm so tired from that damn headache.
We're moving out of our house soon, I hope. And I want to become a trainer quick so I can make enough money to maybe move out on my own. I do still want to get my degree, of course. I might switch to physiology and nutrition or something, in case I decide to take time off before med school, or not go at all. Because then I can take my training to the next level, you know?
Trying to figure out where I would move. I would like to be near Louisiana, just because I have some awesome friends there, but I just...love Boston so much. Who knows! I may wind up having to stay here so I can help my parents out.
Today, I got propositioned by an owner of a pawn shop to have a threesome with him and his hot wife.
Is it sad that, for a few minutes, while looking at her, I actually reconsidered my vows of celibacy?
Why did I choose abstinence?
It's been...god damn. Like...I don't know? A year? Two years? Since I've been with anybody. Before that it was a while, as well. I can count all my sexual partners on one hand. Three people, if you only count full out, completely naked intercourse, where there's some form of penetration (or for females, they're touching me instead of me just touching them).
Three.
Hm.
I like sex, don't get me wrong. It's pretty awesome. But it clogs up your mind and your logic. It makes you do crazy things. I don't need the added complication. Sex can easily get confused for love, and the last thing I need is another relationship where my libido and my heart are at war. Awesome.
That, and I am magnificently self centered and narcissistic. I really have no compunction over that admittance. I can be a bit dull at times, with no idea how to translate the average female psyche, and tend to see things at their surface. Women are complicated creatures. They speak a language not of words, but innuendos. Yes means no, unless said in a certain tone. Fine means terrible, and a multitude of other things. I hate untangling the web. I would rather fuck a cactus than have to spend time unraveling a web of meanings with a partner who claims to desire communication but refuses to give plain voice to her own inner workings.
Mmm....tired.
Oh well.
My training for the 5k has been delayed, thanks to a stress fracture. It still hurts to walk on sometimes, but it's healing. So long as I don't push myself too hard, I can run a little bit. My stamina allows me to run almost a full 3 miles, but the pain in my leg allows me to perhaps jog one before being forced off to stretch. I may stay off the track until the end of September in an attempt to allow it to heal properly. Otherwise, I might wind up having to run the 5k with only a partially healed tibia, which would not make for a fun first experience. I guess if I'm going to do this, I need to do this right.
Not sure what else to write. I just thought perhaps it would be good to provide something of a loose update. Now back to trying to make myself study without falling asleep over my textbook.
Especially when I'm in week 2 of calc and already behind for missing two days thanks to being sick as a damn dog. The smoke from the CA wildfires is going to make me vomit. And I've had migraines like nobodies business.
Weight loss sucks. I'm lower than I've been for YEARS. I had shot up really high after getting sick when I came back from Kansas. I'll post how far I'm down later, when I feel better about it. It's a lot, though. Like...almost a whole-other-person, lot.
I'm so tired from that damn headache.
We're moving out of our house soon, I hope. And I want to become a trainer quick so I can make enough money to maybe move out on my own. I do still want to get my degree, of course. I might switch to physiology and nutrition or something, in case I decide to take time off before med school, or not go at all. Because then I can take my training to the next level, you know?
Trying to figure out where I would move. I would like to be near Louisiana, just because I have some awesome friends there, but I just...love Boston so much. Who knows! I may wind up having to stay here so I can help my parents out.
Today, I got propositioned by an owner of a pawn shop to have a threesome with him and his hot wife.
Is it sad that, for a few minutes, while looking at her, I actually reconsidered my vows of celibacy?
Why did I choose abstinence?
It's been...god damn. Like...I don't know? A year? Two years? Since I've been with anybody. Before that it was a while, as well. I can count all my sexual partners on one hand. Three people, if you only count full out, completely naked intercourse, where there's some form of penetration (or for females, they're touching me instead of me just touching them).
Three.
Hm.
I like sex, don't get me wrong. It's pretty awesome. But it clogs up your mind and your logic. It makes you do crazy things. I don't need the added complication. Sex can easily get confused for love, and the last thing I need is another relationship where my libido and my heart are at war. Awesome.
That, and I am magnificently self centered and narcissistic. I really have no compunction over that admittance. I can be a bit dull at times, with no idea how to translate the average female psyche, and tend to see things at their surface. Women are complicated creatures. They speak a language not of words, but innuendos. Yes means no, unless said in a certain tone. Fine means terrible, and a multitude of other things. I hate untangling the web. I would rather fuck a cactus than have to spend time unraveling a web of meanings with a partner who claims to desire communication but refuses to give plain voice to her own inner workings.
Mmm....tired.
Oh well.
My training for the 5k has been delayed, thanks to a stress fracture. It still hurts to walk on sometimes, but it's healing. So long as I don't push myself too hard, I can run a little bit. My stamina allows me to run almost a full 3 miles, but the pain in my leg allows me to perhaps jog one before being forced off to stretch. I may stay off the track until the end of September in an attempt to allow it to heal properly. Otherwise, I might wind up having to run the 5k with only a partially healed tibia, which would not make for a fun first experience. I guess if I'm going to do this, I need to do this right.
Not sure what else to write. I just thought perhaps it would be good to provide something of a loose update. Now back to trying to make myself study without falling asleep over my textbook.
11 July 2009 @ 10:07 pm
I've always wanted to say this to someone, but I've never known how. It's been years since the last time we spoke, but every now and then when I lay in bed, and think about my own life, I think about them for some reason.
And I was listening to my itunes, and I finally heard the words I've wanted to say.
So even though it'll never reach them?
Well...whatever.
Excerpt from Bright Eyes Lua
You're looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black
Just keep going to the bathroom, always say you'll be right back
Well, it takes one to know one, kid, I think you've got it bad
But what's so easy in the evening by the morning's such a drag
And I was listening to my itunes, and I finally heard the words I've wanted to say.
So even though it'll never reach them?
Well...whatever.
Excerpt from Bright Eyes Lua
You're looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black
Just keep going to the bathroom, always say you'll be right back
Well, it takes one to know one, kid, I think you've got it bad
But what's so easy in the evening by the morning's such a drag
27 April 2009 @ 11:14 pm
 | Flogging Molly - Black Friday Rule |  |
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 | Found at skreemr.com |  |
So I dream of a man whose hopes never end
To kiss with a girl who's as lovely as you
I'd give you my heart, if you gave me the truth
And for every tear that is lost from an eye
I'd dig me a well where no man could destroy
I want to believe in a freedom that's bold
But all I remember is the freedom of old
Well I lost me a wife, so I found me a plane
Flew all the way to California
This mess in my head is a mess getting out
Ya drink too much coffee, I drink too much stout
But after a while, when my mouth's not so dry
I'll dance up a storm, sure life's looking fine
But as darkness falls, I return to my bed
Don't ask me more questions, don't fuck with my head
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoe
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
The buildings they shake but my heart it beats still
Oh mother of Jesus, I feel pretty ill
I want to go home where my feet both feel safe
But there ain't no jobs in the old free state
So I must remain in my new adopted land
I'm doing the best, Hell I'm doin' all I can
So next time you see me, don't ask for my name
For I am the King and shall long may I reign
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoe
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoe
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule
26 April 2009 @ 01:51 am
...the next chapter of my current project WTD will be up sometime after classes end.
I've had some personal problems that have required complete focus, plus finals, as well as a sudden bad swing of my ADD has made writing impossible. The next two chapters are finished, but it's a matter of fixing them, and having the time to do it.
I hope you guys can forgive me.
For everyone else wondering where the fuck I've gone--like I said, personal problems have cropped up. It's been a rough past few weeks, but I'm getting back on the right track.
ILU all.
I'll see you when classes end. Then both icon journal, and fics, will all be updated ♥
I've had some personal problems that have required complete focus, plus finals, as well as a sudden bad swing of my ADD has made writing impossible. The next two chapters are finished, but it's a matter of fixing them, and having the time to do it.
I hope you guys can forgive me.
For everyone else wondering where the fuck I've gone--like I said, personal problems have cropped up. It's been a rough past few weeks, but I'm getting back on the right track.
ILU all.
I'll see you when classes end. Then both icon journal, and fics, will all be updated ♥
22 March 2009 @ 05:28 am
So...tonight, I discovered this AWESOME new feature to storebrand wax paper.
You know the stuff, right?
You use it for baking.
It has this awesome thing where when you put it in the oven...
...it lights on fire.
My dessert was v. exciting.
You know the stuff, right?
You use it for baking.
It has this awesome thing where when you put it in the oven...
...it lights on fire.
My dessert was v. exciting.
16 March 2009 @ 03:52 am
Title: Night Without the Day
Pairings: Harry/Draco, Remus/Sirius (upcoming chapters), Ron/Hermione, past Fred/Angelina/George, George/Angelina, Fred/George, various others
Rating: R
Status: In Progress
Warnings: Language, drug use, violence, slash
Chapter Warnings: Memories of Lucius cosplaying Sephiroth. Past character betrayal, drug use.
Other: Canon through 7th book except for Epilogue.
Summary: 10 years after the war, the DE trials are just drawing to a close. For Draco, Ron, the Weasley clan, and many others, life is just getting back into place. But when Harry Potter returns from a self imposed exile, haggard, emaciated, and withdrawn, he brings him with a mission to face a new threat, forcing open a Ministry Cover up that's made victims of not just the living, but those who were supposed to have been dead.
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Authors Note: This is the hardest chapter I have ever had to write. I just need it to be known that there is more to Fred's story than the ending of this says, because I have very angry muses in my head. Also, Lucius is not pleased with me.
I'm also just not sure how I feel about this, because it was incredibly long, so I had to cut off the second half of it for the next chapter ^^ So Fred's reputation winds up getting stiffed in this one.
I know this is not a normal characterization of him. But don't worry. All will be explained on the why's and the hows. There is a method to this madness with Freddie
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Pairings: Harry/Draco, Remus/Sirius (upcoming chapters), Ron/Hermione, past Fred/Angelina/George, George/Angelina, Fred/George, various others
Rating: R
Status: In Progress
Warnings: Language, drug use, violence, slash
Chapter Warnings: Memories of Lucius cosplaying Sephiroth. Past character betrayal, drug use.
Other: Canon through 7th book except for Epilogue.
Summary: 10 years after the war, the DE trials are just drawing to a close. For Draco, Ron, the Weasley clan, and many others, life is just getting back into place. But when Harry Potter returns from a self imposed exile, haggard, emaciated, and withdrawn, he brings him with a mission to face a new threat, forcing open a Ministry Cover up that's made victims of not just the living, but those who were supposed to have been dead.
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Authors Note: This is the hardest chapter I have ever had to write. I just need it to be known that there is more to Fred's story than the ending of this says, because I have very angry muses in my head. Also, Lucius is not pleased with me.
I'm also just not sure how I feel about this, because it was incredibly long, so I had to cut off the second half of it for the next chapter ^^ So Fred's reputation winds up getting stiffed in this one.
I know this is not a normal characterization of him. But don't worry. All will be explained on the why's and the hows. There is a method to this madness with Freddie
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16 March 2009 @ 12:12 am
Okay, this isn't precisely an update, but I need to write this down so I do not change it again, and I figured I might as well pretend people care by putting it here XD
These are songs that are going to applied to the characters at some point, and this is what's holding up Chapter 5 currently (and holding up the whole fic is trying to find a good way to explain the full breadth of the Cursed and what's chasing them).
So here it is.
Playlist of characters--only putting this down so I do not change it again.
Draco: "King of the World" by Porcelain and the Tramps
Fred: "Monster Hospital" by Metric
Harry: "Disarm" by Smashing Pumpkins (who didn't see that one coming?)
George: "Sunrise, Sunset" or "I Won't Ever Be Happy Again" OR "Easy/Lucky/Free" by Bright Eyes. Yeah, see my problem here? I keep going "I DON'T KNOW!!!!" Thank GOD George isn't required for Chapter 5 *falls off chair*
Really, all I needed to complete was Draco, Fred, and Harry. So now it's permanently affixed. George may change later on, but I don't think he'll have a ring tone for a phone XD
So now that's done, Chapter 5 should up in the next day or so XD. I'm going to try to finish it off tonight.
These are songs that are going to applied to the characters at some point, and this is what's holding up Chapter 5 currently (and holding up the whole fic is trying to find a good way to explain the full breadth of the Cursed and what's chasing them).
So here it is.
Playlist of characters--only putting this down so I do not change it again.
Draco: "King of the World" by Porcelain and the Tramps
Fred: "Monster Hospital" by Metric
Harry: "Disarm" by Smashing Pumpkins (who didn't see that one coming?)
George: "Sunrise, Sunset" or "I Won't Ever Be Happy Again" OR "Easy/Lucky/Free" by Bright Eyes. Yeah, see my problem here? I keep going "I DON'T KNOW!!!!" Thank GOD George isn't required for Chapter 5 *falls off chair*
Really, all I needed to complete was Draco, Fred, and Harry. So now it's permanently affixed. George may change later on, but I don't think he'll have a ring tone for a phone XD
So now that's done, Chapter 5 should up in the next day or so XD. I'm going to try to finish it off tonight.
23 February 2009 @ 08:26 am
Title: Night Without the Day
Pairings: Harry/Draco, Remus/Sirius (upcoming chapters), Ron/Hermione, past Fred/Angelina/George, George/Angelina, Fred/George, various others
Rating: R
Status: In Progress
Warnings: Language, drug use, violence, slash
Chapter Warnings: Hints at Weasley-Cest ♥
Other: Canon through 7th book except for Epilogue.
Summary: 10 years after the war, the DE trials are just drawing to a close. For Draco, Ron, the Weasley clan, and many others, life is just getting back into place. But when Harry Potter returns from a self imposed exile, haggard, emaciated, and withdrawn, he brings him with a mission to face a new threat, forcing open a Ministry Cover up that's made victims of not just the living, but those who were supposed to have been dead.
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Authors Notes: So, you know what's conducive to writing a fic? Having over 2/3 of it outlined already and ready to be typed up at a moments notice.
Wanna know what's not? A 22 page essay due about psychological testing in a non-clinical setting. Guess what I did instead of that 22 page paper :D
YOU GOT IT RIGHT! CHAPTER 4 YAY!!!!
Dedicated to
noeon who makes me wiggle with her comments! *Rolls on* *Noms*
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Start at the Beginning
Previous | Current | Next
Pairings: Harry/Draco, Remus/Sirius (upcoming chapters), Ron/Hermione, past Fred/Angelina/George, George/Angelina, Fred/George, various others
Rating: R
Status: In Progress
Warnings: Language, drug use, violence, slash
Chapter Warnings: Hints at Weasley-Cest ♥
Other: Canon through 7th book except for Epilogue.
Summary: 10 years after the war, the DE trials are just drawing to a close. For Draco, Ron, the Weasley clan, and many others, life is just getting back into place. But when Harry Potter returns from a self imposed exile, haggard, emaciated, and withdrawn, he brings him with a mission to face a new threat, forcing open a Ministry Cover up that's made victims of not just the living, but those who were supposed to have been dead.
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Authors Notes: So, you know what's conducive to writing a fic? Having over 2/3 of it outlined already and ready to be typed up at a moments notice.
Wanna know what's not? A 22 page essay due about psychological testing in a non-clinical setting. Guess what I did instead of that 22 page paper :D
YOU GOT IT RIGHT! CHAPTER 4 YAY!!!!
Dedicated to
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04 February 2009 @ 07:32 am
What is the strangest advice you've ever received from a fortune cookie?
First question listed was submitted by 
merrytook92. (Follow-up questions, if any, may have been added by LiveJournal.)
"You could prosper in the field of medicine."
It's still in my wallet. Taped a few times over so it's almost laminated. It was the same day I made the decision to pursue my education to become a doctor.
