*listening to Fischerspooner, "Turn On"*

Uh... Heh, I was supposed to change my layout, wasn't I? I'll work on that, I guess.

I dunno what picture to use... hmm. Arf. >_<

Saw an Al Rappy today while playing Hard as Murasaki. Dropped an Inferno Bazooka... too bad I already have one. Hmm. Wonder if Firefly has one.

Okay, only so much nerdiness at a time.

Are you damned?
Brought to you by Rum and Monkey

You're coming back! And if you are a Hindu you are going to have very specific characteristics:

"The slayer of a woman and the destroyer of embryos becomes a savage full of diseases; who commits illicit intercourse, a eunuch; who goes with his teacher�s wife, disease-skinned. The eater of flesh becomes very red; the drinker of intoxicants, one with discolored teeth...." (Garuda Purana)

Uh... I have no idea. ^_^

I really wish people would stop taking the survey I made on diaryland. Gah. I never read the results, but I keep getting e-mails that say, "so and so has taken your test." I don't care. Back when I made the thing, I would read the results. Almost all the answers were pithy and/or stupid. And some of them were down right moronic. I don't wanna know about your sex lives, you spacky shits! >_<

heh... spacky.

*Coldplay, "The One I Love" comes on.... and is immediately skipped to get to Underworld, "Born Slippy"*

Mewrrrrrr Lager lager lager

My name is Ariel

Well, no, it's not, really.

Anyhow, saw a guy I used to work with. At the time I worked with him, he was racing motorcycles for team Suzuki. He's since switched for Yamaha and races in Europe now. That's pretty cool... even if I never liked the guy =D I am envious, that's all.

Where you are, do you know, I think of you?

Blah. Trying to save money for the trip to Florida. >_< Wah!

I'm still having bad dreams. They're not really nightmares, as they don't scare me or make me pull the covers over my head. I don't have nightmares... ever since Kuroiko's mom made me a dreamcatcher. That was several years ago. Maybe I should put some new voodoo on it to ward away the new bad stuff.

Mostly, my subconscious likes to remind me of things I'm trying to forget or would rather not remember. Stupid brain! *pokes it with a stick* It's causing me to wake up throughout the night. I hate that. Bunches. And to top it off, I'm haunted by the crap all day. Most unpleasant.

Uh.... nothing more to add.

*listening to Lords of Acid, "Rough Sex"*

Ever have one of those liftetimes in which you just wanna sleep and nothing more? =D Yeah, me too.

He never loved you.
He lied.
He used you.
And you can't let that go, can you?

What can I say? I'm not as forgiving as I used to be. Oh, look! The walls are dripping blood again.

Don't think about love.
Think about sex.

Yes, and all the fuct up... oh, nevermind.

Hey, because I'm some sort of masochist, I'm going to see Finding Nemo for a buck with harrassment boy from work. No, I'm not leading him on. I'd rather throw myself under a bus. We are somewhat friends... I just don't like his advances.

I didn't spend any money today! I deserve a pat on the back? What's that... my online orders are on their way? DAMMIT... I forgot about those.

mewrrrrr... I feel like strangling someone with my legs. Not in a sexual way, just a general, "Hi, how's it going? Really? *smother and snap*"

I'm violently natured sometimes. Blame the surge of testosterone.

Which OS are You?

Well, that's a load of poo. I'm about as punctual as a slug on its way to date another slug that runs into a kid with a salt shaker.

*turns on Fischerspooner, "Sweetness"*

Mmm yeah, you like that, don't you?

I've been told I need a new layout. Mewrr.... I'll try to think of something in the next few days. Umm...

My back hurties.

Other things are starting to hurt, as well... NOOOOOOOOO.

I got my request off approved! Yee Florida, here I come!

(12+ hour drive... boooo)

And there's a catboy playing with me. Well, we must keep ourselves amused, mustn't we?

I have nails... the alignment of the universe must be off kilter.

Because I've become terrible with words lately:

Fleetwood Mac - Little Lies

If I could turn the page
In time then I'd rearrange
Just a day or two
Close my, close my, close my eyes

But I couldn't find a way
So I'll settle for one day
To believe in you
Tell me, tell me, tell me lies

Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies
(Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
Oh, no, no you can't disguise
(You can't disguise, no you can't disguise)
Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies

Although I'm not making plans
I hope that you understand
There's a reason why
Close your, close your, close your eyes

No more broken hearts
We're better off apart
Let's give it a try
Tell me, tell me, tell me lies

Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies
(Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
Oh, no, no you can't disguise
(You can't disguise, no you can't disguise)
Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies

If I could turn the page
In time then I'd rearrange
Just a day or two
Close my, close my, close my eyes

But I couldn't find a way
So I'll settle for one day
To believe in you
Tell me, tell me, tell me lies

Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies
(Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
Oh, no, no you can't disguise
(You can't disguise, no you can't disguise)
Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies
(Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
Oh, no, no you can't disguise
(You can't disguise, no you can't disguise)
Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies
(Tell me, tell me lies)

Mmmyep... Haaaa... Aside from that, Rurisho called me today. He lives in London. The London. WOO! LONG DISTANCE to the extreme. Well, whatever. He's a sassy bloke. He's my pet Brit! Everyone should have one.

I'm gonna go hump my pillow now. /sarcasm

I've probably mentioned this before, but I can't remember because my memory is snot. This coworker of mine goes through random bouts of hitting on me/lude conduct every once in a while. You see, it usually stops for periods of time. But the last few weeks it's been a continual thing.

Generally, he's a nice person. I'll hang out with him from time to time. Lately, though, I just want to either scream EWW and run away from him or stab my pen into his testicles and rip it up towards his tonsils. -_-; Ugh. It makes me want to avoid hanging out with him outside of work. I was excited to hear he'd gotten a girl's number and was interested in her, but he doesn't talk about her much now. DAMMIT.

What, do I need a fucking neon sign that says I'm off limits? Maybe one that flashes "Fuck off!!!" would be more suitable. Yechhh. I'm not the least bit interested in him, even on a flirty level.

If I could just get him to stop being such a perv, I'll be able to tolerate his presense again. >_< wahh.

I wanna go to Florida!! >:O I hope my supe and manager will agree to give me the time off. If not, I will be forced to kick someone in the nuts. Any random person will do.

Yeah, Toni called me up earlier and asked me to go with her toward the end of October. I have plenty of notice. RARRR. It will be so nice if I can go. T_T I need a fucking vacation.

Aside from this, it's the SOS. It's getting more difficult to avoid temptations that result in momentary pleasure... buying things on a whim, sleeping all fucking day, etc. Gah! Stupid!

I think I'm going to get FFXI for PC when it comes out. That's a worthy investment sure to tie me to the computer more than I already am now. =D

Who needs people when you have pixels?

The last few days, I've been planning to write this really long but cathartic entry. I can't bring myself to do it yet, though.... BTW, my mouths tastes like chalky antacids. Kiss me, I'm Irish.

OMG fuck people

*listening to Coldplay, "Clocks"*

Maybe I won't get my haircut. Hmm. Yeah, we'll see.

With tendrils of smoke slithering up and around and through every possible alley of opportunity, I can sit back and think of you. I wonder if you've been good--to yourself, to the world. I know I haven't.

I've been restless and tense. Feels like a tornado is looming nearby and is ready to sweep across my brain.

And I can't find my nail polish remover, so I'm in the slow process of chipping off metallic blue.

What are you doing?

*12:28am edit*

One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It's the loneliest number since the number one

No is the saddest experience you'll ever know
Yes, it's the saddest experience you'll ever know
`Cause one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest number, worse than two

It's just no good anymore since she went away
Now I spend my time just making rhymes of yesterday

One is the loneliest, number one is the loneliest
Number one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest, one is the loneliest
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
It's just no good anymore since she went away
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do

Three Dog Night

For those of you who had doubts about my superior intellect... this reveals that you were absolutely right. I am nigh retarded.

Okay, fully retarded.

I was sitting on the sofa, trimming my hair as I do every couple of weeks. At the peak moment of my stupidity, I picked up the scissors instead of the thinning shears and cut a fat chunk of hair from the back of my head. ^_^ Being the flake that I am, I giggled insanely at myself for about ten minutes before running to the bathroom to see the damage.

"Well, it can't get any worse," I thought, and I took the clippers to the back of my head. It didn't improve the missing chunk area. I had my dad even it out.

I'll go to a hairdresser after work tomorrow. Of course, I am broke, so I'll have to hit an ATM just for haircut money. I'll probably end up going much shorter than I'd ever like... but, hey, shit happens. And I'm usually the one that causes it. If I keep my bangs pulled back, it's hardly noticable. Naturally, I have a long shift tomorrow. Fuck.

Well, even if I did have something to be vain about, I probably wouldn't be. I don't care if my hair looks like shit. No one's looking, anyway. XD I'm just angry with myself for being a moron.

A Blacksmith courted me, nine months and better.
He fairly won my heart, he wrote me a letter.
With his hammer in his hand he looked so clever,
And if I were with my love I would live fore-ver.

Oh, where has my love gone, with his cheeks like roses?
He's gone across the sea, gathering primroses.
I'm afraid the shining sand might burn and scorch his beauty,
And if I were with my love I would do my duty.

Strange news is come to town, strange news is carried,
Strange news flles up and down that my love is married.
Oh, I wish them both much joy, though they don't hear me,
And if I were with my love I would do my duty.

Oh, what did you promise me when you lay beside me?
You said you'd marry me and not deny me.
If I said I'd marry you it was only to try you,
So bring your witness, love, and I'll not deny you.

Oh, witness have I none, save God Almighty,
And may he reward you well, for the slighting of me.
Her lips grew pale and wan, it made her poor heart tremble
For to think she'd loved but one, and he'd proved deceitful.

For some reason, this song popped into my head. >.> Now, I've got Loreena McKennitt singing it behind me. It's one of those pretty traditional folk songs based loosely on some poetry. Actually, this CD, Elemental (which is very early Loreena stuff), has a bunch of songs like that.

She Moved Through the Fair is on now. Prettehhhh....

I'm trying to catch up on my anime today. I watched a Full Metal Panic. Still have a Noir, Saiyuki, Samurai Deeper Kyo, and something else to watch. Addiction? I'll take two, please. I was thinking about signing up for netflix (omg commercialism rules), so I can watch the anime I'm not interested in buying but I'd like to see. Of course, if we got the anime network here, I wouldn't have to do that. But I get a discount through work. Woot. Eh... I'll give it more thought. Not like I'm rich.

Speaking of money, the bank called and they wanna talk about me investing some money since I have so much in my savings. Well, pfft. I might put more from my checking into the savings to rake up more interest, but I am not really interested in investing at this point. I mean, I'm 24 and my car's a piece of shit that could up and die at any time (you bet your ass I'm going to drive it until its bumpers fall off, though). That money in the bank isn't just there for a rainy day, which the bank seems to think it is. I'm sure the guy I spoke to just wants some commission.

Christ, there's something in my eye. Ow.

Being a penny pincher is good, so I've been told. But it's only because I'm living at home and have few bills at the moment that I even have that money. I know money is for spending, but I can't seem to bring myself to buy anything but anime and CD's (well, besides the new computer). I haven't really gone clothes shopping in a loooong time. I hate following fashion or any of that crap. I hate impressing people at all. Fuck people. ^_^ They suck.

There are benefits to being an anti-social hermit-person. One, I don't have to shave any of my body parts for anyone because they expect me to (I'd still like to find the person that spread this idea that body hair is unpleasant. A time machine might aid me in this... but I'd have to equip it with big guns). Two, my general appearance can reflect how I really feel--which is, "Hey, fuck a bunch of you. I don't care what you think." Three, I don't have to fake enthusiasm for anything. Four, make-up is for entertainment purposes only. I can put on a mask if I want or go without and not feel any different.

There's much more to being apathetic so what society holds in high regard. But I don't feel like writing about it because the object in my eye is bugging the crap out of me. *cry*

Lower your guard.