So life's not so shitty anymore save that I have heard nothing from or about Dei, but I'm not some gossipwagon, I guess he's probably okay, considering and everything's going about as well as fried eggs. I don't know. Petty, uneventful things. Anko's playing nice. I don't think Gaara and Kankurou are too big on having me around which is kind of a ( Read more... )

I don't know what I'm looking for exactly, but I know I'm not sleeping. (Not sleeping again, I might say - it's becoming something repetitive.) I know it's two and I know he's not coming home again and I know the streets are crawling with them and I know it's been quiet down at the store. Way too quiet. Eerily, disorientatingly quiet and we're all ( Read more... )

They're either putting more guns on the streets or more bullets, and either way it's kind of freaking my shit out enough that I don't like going above ground anymore. I'm not saying I'm scared, I'm just saying they're freaking my shit out, and it's irritating because it makes me all jittery, and if you think it's hard to function around me normally ( Read more... )

I almost want to learn to play an instrument. (Confusing sort of feeling, actually. Weird emotion, which can describe a lot of what I am and what life is right now, if I am and if it's anything. I don't know.) Either way, I'm stuck vaguely wondering if I'm losing the ability to perceive all people as people. I'm stuck wondering if there's something ( Read more... )

Okay, I don't even want to know what the shit's going on, but somehow, between the time it took for me to pass out for a few weeks and really wake the fuck up again the whole Red's gone fuckin' under siege. Shit, what is this?

( P R I V A T E; (hackable) )

Deidara (you know, the blond guy who lured me out of the clinic with ramen. You know the one.) ≠ kidnapper. Just thought I'd clear that up. Uh...sorry Rin. Seriously. Really, really sorry.

And, speaking of which, no, I didn't use your credit card. Believe it or not I know a guy. ...who, y'know, knows a guy who knows a girl who's sleeping with a ( Read more... )

...that was not even cool.

At all.

That was, like, child-molester-esque.

And I'm going back.

...and shut the fuck up I have a hyper-sensitive metabolism or something. So I eat a lot. God, go fuck yourself why don't you. And, hey, if you're going to decide you don't like the cats, I'd just like to remind you that I wasn't here when you get them ( Read more... )

Christmas is never big enough around these parts but I thought I should squeeze out of my withering savings fund what I can for the occasion, because dammit I love you guys and I look fabulous. Deidara can shop. D'you know that? Swear to God I didn't know that. I mean, there was that one trip out for my birthday but that was different because- Well ( Read more... )

I don't know what to do with myself.

( P R I V A T E; (hackable) )

I've had this song stuck in my head all day. IT'S CRAZY. It's like it's trying to works it's way out of my ears or something. Fucking crazy. (I know. Seriously.) I don't even understand it - the whole thing is fucking addictive as hell. It's not the only thing, at the moment, but I'm pretty sure I'm developing a disturbing pattern of going about ( Read more... )