FUCK YOU, TWIT.

That's a bit better.

I learned a lot of things yesterday: AC's change of heart wasn't as enigmatic as previously supposed. Fawn is still crazy, chili-hamburgers taste delicious, BJ's sells yummy eclairs (10 for $5.50!), a drunk thegr81mikal is simultaneously meaner and nicer than a sober one. Speaking of Mikal, his evil eX found his LJ yesterday. He commented on one of my ( Read more... )

I need another venting session. I need some time with my "confessional booth", as I've called it before. It's my only Friend Group, though I rarely use it. When I do use it, it's because I feel a strong need to bitch about someone without they or their lover or their friends seeing, unless they choose to.

People I need to bitch about:
en_ki, duh.
postvixen ( Read more... )

This has been a great week for LJ. Seriously.

If you don't believe me, just check these stats:

good = 505 (as collected by michaelnolan)

bad = 2267 (as collected by rollick)

I don't know the stats for how many LJ-users are deemed to be in need of a shot of Vitamin B12 (baxil) or a stiff drink (postvixen).

For Good LJ, I nominated owlrigh, galeogirl, catling, beetiger, and eetmewithtoast. I gave compelling reasons ( Read more... )

Too many days without exercise: the energy boiled up and ate my sleep-time. Or maybe I'm just ridiculously excited because Bob will be coming in two days, and staying all weekend. I hope the Posts, and a few others who have remained silent, will come to the Games Night as well. If not, it'll be a locals-plus-Bob-and-her-lover thing, and that's ( Read more... )

Holy shit, even an unrepentent bratty kid like me knows a real, true-to-life adult. I tip my hat to you, freeko! See the comments of my last post if you missed the circus.
( Icky Poo. )

No sleep possible last night. Not surprising, given how much of this week and last I've spent trying to pretend it's winter, tucking my nose into my tail and wishing the world away. Summer, with its life would have to come pounding through my heart sooner or later. And here I am, too joyous to lie quietly by my lover ( Read more... )

It seems too mellow a night for snake-dancing, but I'm the one who deliberately trod on the thing, it's my task (and my joy) to do some sort of dance with it.

Why dance? Why dance with something that hisses so blandly? It amuses me to make Jane into a greater Liar than I. How many times has she sworn to me, she'd never read my LJ again? How ( Read more... )

I just let Catalyst Trickster out to play. Just a bit, but she may have just sparked a large fire. A necessary one, but ( Read more... )

Well, that was a mighty show! I should heartily applaud all those friends, ex-friends, and recent exes who contributed to just about the brightest fireworks ever known to LiveJournal. Or at least, in the comments section of my LJ ( Read more... )