I had the absolute perfect idea for a photomanip, but I can't find the right images to get the idea across. This is when I need a good camera and friends to play model for me. Than I wouldn't need to rely on stock photos.
Looking for a place to stash Demure. I tend to be more active on that account than any others these days. Any and all offers will be considered.
Edit: Scratch that, I've found the perfect Coven. :]
So many creepy responses to my kismet. Haha. "I'd never forget you." Uh, thanks person I don't know and who doesn't know me and has never once talked to me (aside from this one message you've sent informing me that you'll always remember me). Good to know I make such a lasting impression.
It gets easier with each passing day. The feelings, while they haven't gone away, not yet at least, it's just easier. I just don't seem to care anymore, and that is just absolutely wonderful. The shift in how I perceive a person is a true godsend. Maybe this whole friendship thing can work. No more hang ups. No more stupid me being so absolutely stupid.
I just don't fucking care anymore. :]
People that just click and can talk for hours is a rarity. Strong friendships come of that very easily. If you perceive such a person as one that could be your friend then maybe, just maybe they might agree with you.
Like... a lot.
That, sir, is good to know. :]
And you are not stupid,
I may be somewhat intelligent, but with certain things I have been playing the fool. That hopeless, silly fool. I think it's safe to say, though, that those days are gone.
Well, I enjoyed my time at the top of the highest rated women. But, like all things, it came to an end when one ladyalpha and someone who promptly deleted their profile after went and hit me with 1s. People are allowed to rate as they will, I encourage this and do it myself, but it's just kind of confusing when I don't know these people and don't know why they'd throw a one at me. One of those mysteries of VR I suppose. It was bound to happen sooner or later. I'm happy with Demure, the layout and the content, but, I know I can't please everyone. I don't even attempt it anymore.
Reading through M Is For Magic I stumbled across October in the Chair. I think, of all of Neil Gaiman's short stories, that one is my favorite. Every time I read it, I just can't shake the emotions it leaves me with. It always haunts the corners of my mind where I don't often tread, like Go Ask Jack.
The story is about the 12 months of the year, they gather and hold a meeting each month where the tell stories to each other. At the time of the story, it's October's turn. There's some light humor in it, at the beginning. Then October tells his story, about a ten-year-old boy who runs away from home and spends a night playing with a ghost boy. Come sunrise, the living boy decides that he'd rather stay and play with the ghost boy than go back to his life where he's ignored and mistreated by his family. So, he goes to an abandoned farm house that usn't lived in, but isn't empty. That's where October stops telling, but you know what happenes to the boy. And it ends with October and November talking about the meeting next month, and how it'll be November's turn to preside over the gathering and tell his story.
I don't know what it is, but I love that story. It's sad yet happy at the same time. Yet unbelievably heartbreaking.
After a long week and having to deal with my impatience, I finally got my books today! I'm happy. Now, it's off to go read.
So, I watched Insidious tonight. That's an hour and forty-two minutes I shall never get back. First the story's protagonist is the mother, then towards the end it shifts to the father, because, why the hell not apparently. And then all the subtlty goes flying out the window once the family moves. You don't have the creepiness of the first house and all the creaks and groans it gives you anymore. And then, once you learn that hey, that one old woman ghost thing wants to posess the guy's body, you pretty much know how it's going to end. I will say, though, I liked the fact that it wasn't a typical "haunted house" deal. The whole astral projection spin made it a bit interesting. It was kind of hastily thrown together, but it was a different take on things.
Now, off to Netflix to find more bad horror movies. Yay, excitement! Or, maybe I will just go watch some Ghost Stories. I need a good laugh.
Haha! Yes! I was really excited to watch that with everyone describing it as "The scariest movie in decades!" and what not but I found its to be like Ghostbusters meets Poltergeist meets any exorcism movie with special guest Darth Maul.
And "Tip Toe Through The Tulips"... I couldn't stop laughing!
Iced oatmeal cookies? They make life just that much better. :]
So, I've been waiting all week, and I still don't have the books I ordered. They shipped from Detroit, how much time do they possibly need to be sent here? Really. They should be delivered within three days. What a joke. I want my books, dammit! I want to read something new! Well, okay, none of the books are new to me considering I've read them all, but even so. I want them.
Oh, Twilight, why are you so funny? I'm watching Eclipse for some reason that has since escaped me... Probably because there's nothing else on the tele. And, the lines Stewart delivers so unemotionally just put me into fits of giggles.
"You scared me." She says, deadpan. You can just feel the fear in her voice.
Goodness, she's such a horrible actress.
It's turned out to be another sleepless night. Damn.
I'm pretty sure someone is trying to screw with me, or I just happened to lose a ton of my DVDs. I was going through my collection, trying to find something to watch and I realized I'm missing quite a number of films. The one I'm most disappointed about is the Prince of Egypt. Because, honestly, I love that film. It's pretty much amazing, from the music to the acting to the artwork itself. And now, it's missing. And I am not happy about that. I'm also missing Dogma, which blows. I know I didn't take any of my movies when I lived in Oregon, so there wasn't a possibility of them being left with Brannan. But, I don't know what else could have happened to them. I know my brother and sister-in-law don't have them, either. It's rather infuriating to see things I purchased with my own money turn up missing. I don't really care if people borrow things, but I'd like to be informed, and I'd like to get said things back eventually.
Oh, Christ. Melatonin in pill form is an absolute godsend. A full night's sleep, no crazy dreams or nightmares. All the rest I didn't get the other day. Ah, it's refreshing. Up way too early for my liking, however. But, my mother needed a ride to the doctor, since they're dilating her eyes.
I need a non broken XBox. I want to play Dishonored so freaking bad. Plus, there's someone ass I need to hand to him in Gears of War. I miss my games!
I've got the perfect name to use if I ever actaully went through with a name change on this account.
Oops, so much for that. ;)
Oh no! My plans, they're ruined. -rolls eyes-
Come on Nicole, roll those eyes a little more. You can do it.
Not worth it. But, it's cute that you're so invested in me. I feel so loved.
I think I am coming down with something. My head is killing me, and I have no appitite. All I want to do is sleep. I do not need to be getting sick. With my weak immune system, that means I will be sick for weeks, just like always. Not looking forward to fall and winter.
Just ordered some "new" books that I've been dying to own for sometime now. Picked up The Graveyard Book and M is for Magic by Neil Gaiman, Orwell's 1984, Palahniuk's Survivor and Choke, and The Silver Wolf by Alice Borchardt. And all for like, twenty dollars, and no shipping. They should be here by Wednesday. I'm excited. :]
You know who I love? Antonio Banderas. It think it's the accent. Spanish accents are the sexiest (after Irish, of course).
I keep finding grey hairs. God, is that ever depressing.
I attempted to pick up Anne Rice's The Wolf Gift, and once again, I just couldn't get past the first few chapters. I think, when it comes to "werewolf" stories, I prefer her sister, Alice Borchardt over her. One of my absolute favorite novels is The Silver Wolf. Anne Rice is an astounding author, her language and her stories usually always captivate. I just can't get into her new book. And, it's a shame.
My feelings ensure my downfall.
Silly, stupid girl, what have you done? How dare you feel entitled to anything in this world.
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