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[5-26-06 6:02pm]
I've stopped updating which isn't terribly good, so, I think I'll start again. There isn't much going on right now though. I've started taking a class over the summer. Social Problems, is the name of the class. There isn't much to it really. All I have to do is show up and by the end have written a four or five page paper. I'm doing a pretty good job so far of showing up, and I've even started my research for the paper. I'm doing in on IGM (Intersex Genital Mutilation). I am not sure how well it will go over with the prof, but I brushed in my paper for her other class and I got an A. So, I'm hopeful. I at the least know she won't be able to fault me on the research. She's given us a minimum of four sources, and I think I've got six already, and I might be using more. I have a feeling this paper, like the other will likely run over, but I will try to keep it in the ten page maximum. I know she won't penalize me if it goes over though so I am not too worried. I've ended up a with a great deal of free time given my light class load so I'm thinking I might see if the sociology department is still looking for someone. I might even try the library, though I've been told it's a bitch tot get a job there. It's apparently quite a desired place to work. Who knows. I just think a little extra cash and something to keep me busy would be nice. Anyway, that is more or less all for now. Perhaps I will post later about the camping trip Gen and I are planning for the end of July, and the training we've got to start doing, but not just now... I'm off to play Champions until I get annoyed and return again to photoshop.
//Cut me to pieces//

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[3-22-06 2:56am]
Last week was my Spring Break, I went down to visit a friend. It went well, and I am glad I didn’t have to use that stash of cash I brought just in case I needed to get a hotel room for the night and bus ticket home. I night actually be going back to visit later this year for a weekend, but that’s still very up in the air.

Anyway, let’s get on to the good stuff; the laundry list of things done over that break. First and foremost I teched for a show. It’s something I haven’t done in ages. Not since high school have I been on hand for a theatre performance. I was a dresser and costume runner for two abridgements of Shakespeare. Half a dozen actors, twenty minutes, and about thirty characters. The Gender/sex changes and costume changes that occurred were amazing and hellish. After the two night run of the show and week I spent rehearsing with New College’s finest I was thoroughly amused and mildly exhausted. Of course, it was all quite fun. Our first run drew a small audience, but the second night was a full house and a lot of laughter. The production went off fabulous, and unlike so many other actors I had dealt with in the past, Eris and the other treated us lowly tech nicely, well even. We received flowers at the end of the production. It was quite nice.

Aside from theater there was quite a bit of D&D which was rather amusing, and beyond that reading which was truly lovely. I fear though that one of my favorite cheap little fantasy series’ is going to take a swift downward turn. We will see come June I suppose. Manhattan Loverboy was quite good. I really like the author’s work, excluding perhaps Suicide Casanova. Arthur Nersesian is his name I think. The most interesting discovery that came out of D&D however was a boy named Eric. He was the type of man that I detest: over confident, thick skulled, woman hating and held many if not all the ideas about gender that I am planning to spend much of my life fighting against. He was however amusing, and happens to be a sexual interest to Eris. He hit on me. I have a feeling he isn’t too terribly used to women not at all reacting to him. It made me ill on some level. Oh well, I suppose every woman had her weakness. Mine is eye liner and implicit trust, and it would appear that Eris’ is this Eric. He and I got in many arguments over the time I was there. It has only served to reinforce a superiority I tend to wrap tightly around myself. It’s a defense mechanism, a bad way of coping with a world too ugly and dirty to take in without risking insanity, but it’s what I’ve got. I like it.

Saturday night we went out to The Castle. The Castle is a Goth/industrial club. That was quite fun. Unfortunately by Saturday night it was clear that I was getting sick, and I we wouldn’t be able to make it to Ren Fair the next day. So, I came home early and went out to dinner/lunch with Matt and Beau. All and all Spring Break was pretty good. I’m glad I went down to Sarasota and hung out with Shuana for a week.
//Cut me to pieces//

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[2-26-06 10:44am]
So, today is my birthday… I am now 21… and I’m doing homework… this seems terribly predictive…

Happy birthday to me!
//2 Took the knife //Cut me to pieces//

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[2-16-06 9:00pm]
Whitewidow7274: u are so fuckin awesome

I love it when people say that...
//Cut me to pieces//

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[2-3-06 4:59am]
I don't know if this is going to be part of my story or not, but I liked it so much and it fits the characters...

And then there bodies met. It was years of repression welling up and spilling over between them until the sheets were soaked with their lust for one another, but it was deeper than lust. True, their bodies craved the touch of the other. Their very skin had cried for joy at the closeness, the touch of naked flesh to naked flesh in the most intimate of places. But, at that moment when he slipped inside of her, when she had taken him in, welcomed his coming they had known it was more than lust. This was more than hormones and biochemistry driving them into each other’s arm. It was a lifetime of shared pain and the love that had blossomed inside that misery. It was torture and taunting and late nights crying into one another’s tangled hair. It was all of this and something new, something softer and sweet, and altogether forbidden. It was sex.

Enjoy, and please any improvements you can think of are most welcome.
//Cut me to pieces//

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