As I sit here eating Belgian mini-eclairs and listening to Claude Debussy, "Clair de Lune" (which I just imagine that the ghostly apparition of Debussy, upon learning his beloved piano music was used for.. ugh.. Twilight.. had to say "Mon Dieu! Qu'est-ce que c'est avec les idiotes qui malmennent ma musique?"*ahem ( Read more... )

I feel like my life has swung around in so many incredible ways as of late that I couldn't possibly let it slip by w/o blogging about the experience. I went from Unified Underground, among my Goth Family, to London and Norway, among my Metal Family, to the Cemetery Potluck, to the largest attended event in those_who_mourn history (and people traveling the ( Read more... )

Victorian Menagerie pics

This was what I would like to call one of those weekends where a side of me was allowed to roam free and prance about.

I am referring to my faith, you dirty-minded freaks ;)

FRIDAY:

Thank you very much to exquisitetrash for organizing the Meet & Greet up in Rockville, which included Cristy, Metzger, and Mitch.. a fantastic time to ( Read more... )

There is just something about how I am either a goth, a metalhead or some other type of societal freak that gives one a sense of self-identity and self-understanding, not to mention excellent taste ( Read more... )

Pics from Freak Bowling VIII and more..

First of all, mega, mega thanks to everyone who came to Freak Bowling VIII making it, again, a rousing success! It appeared that everyone had fun and bowled surprisingly well; people looked sufficiently freaky this year, but I insist that next time you guys ratch it up further and give it your freakiest ( Read more... )

Pictures of far better timesI've never wanted a holiday weekend to end as badly as this. This was by far one of the worst weekends of 2009 for me, a series of fail that become Colossal Fail, ending with - for the first time since childhood - being called a "n*gg*r", or even better, a "stupid n*gg*r ( Read more... )

Hallon kräm: The nastiest substance I've ever tried since Filmjölk! So whenever I am willed to move to Scandinavia will I be forced to order out every day to survive? YUCK ( Read more... )