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Shower hugs and praise upon my dog! Lavish gifts! Fancy trimmings! *holds Bonnie aloft* For she is ten, and my puppy!
*hugs her*
Well.. I made two icons, one infinitely better than the other. Unfortunately, the Aleera icon didn't turn out... *sigh* And I liked it so.
I will not become addicted to Van Helsing.
I will not become addicted to Van Helsing.
I will not... oh, who am I kidding?
..But anyway. Need a script, and may have to supply it myself. Damnit, I don't have the patience to sit through a movie transcribing madly. I could do it, I guess... but I'm not likely to. Much better to sit and wait for someone else to do it, then purge the goodness.
I need infinitely more time to maintain happiness, I think.
Christian, I'm very delicate right now. Isn't there a newborn baby somewhere that you should be devouring?
Infinitely more time, or, less coolness. Or more discipline. hAh! Like that's going to happen.
I think that because my bones feel like shattered glass.
Shattered glass that's on fire
I want webspace, I want to go to the CAD event, I want to go to E3, I want more music I like, I want more movies I like, I want more money and less work, I want to see Van Helsing again, I want more good books, I want... chocolate.
No, but seriously, I feel a worying amount of nothing, or something. Dispasionate emptiness.
But I don't think I know how to explain it, just that it's there. Escapism taking over, thats what it is. The real world is so, so mundane and boring. And I really mean that. reality just doesn't hold my attention. The only things 'real' that do -beyond people- are rain, storms, night and fire.
So.. I'm off to read End Game [less the two final chapters] again, and try to stop being so bored... *sigh*
In other news, winter has such 0wnZ4ge, there should be a holiday for it.
Winter-een-mas, anyone?
*hugs her*
Well.. I made two icons, one infinitely better than the other. Unfortunately, the Aleera icon didn't turn out... *sigh* And I liked it so.
I will not become addicted to Van Helsing.
I will not become addicted to Van Helsing.
I will not... oh, who am I kidding?
..But anyway. Need a script, and may have to supply it myself. Damnit, I don't have the patience to sit through a movie transcribing madly. I could do it, I guess... but I'm not likely to. Much better to sit and wait for someone else to do it, then purge the goodness.
I need infinitely more time to maintain happiness, I think.
Christian, I'm very delicate right now. Isn't there a newborn baby somewhere that you should be devouring?
Infinitely more time, or, less coolness. Or more discipline. hAh! Like that's going to happen.
I think that because my bones feel like shattered glass.
Shattered glass that's on fire
I want webspace, I want to go to the CAD event, I want to go to E3, I want more music I like, I want more movies I like, I want more money and less work, I want to see Van Helsing again, I want more good books, I want... chocolate.
No, but seriously, I feel a worying amount of nothing, or something. Dispasionate emptiness.
But I don't think I know how to explain it, just that it's there. Escapism taking over, thats what it is. The real world is so, so mundane and boring. And I really mean that. reality just doesn't hold my attention. The only things 'real' that do -beyond people- are rain, storms, night and fire.
So.. I'm off to read End Game [less the two final chapters] again, and try to stop being so bored... *sigh*
In other news, winter has such 0wnZ4ge, there should be a holiday for it.
Winter-een-mas, anyone?
