| Oh the pain.... | ||||
| 10:15am 22/04/2003 | ||||
I took the night off from RPing and just chatted with folks. It was nice. Then we went out and picked up the new GAZEBO for the back yard, which meant, laying the seats of Blaze down and smuggling the kids back to Castro Valley like illegal immigrants. And den..? I went to bed around 1130 to get some much needed sleep. And DEN...?! I woke up around 2:00 AM with SERIOUS lower abdominal cramps. No, not THOSE sort of cramps, bowel cramps. I laid there in my warm bed on my belly until I couldn't take the pain and "Wish" it away any longer and made a dash for the bathroom where by that point it was so bad, I was sitting on the can blowling out one end, and holding the waste basket under my head because I thought the gut was going to join in the purge fest. AND DEN?!!! Repeat every two hours until taking kids to school at 8 AM. Mitch, God love him, got them ready all by himself so I could sleep until transport was needed. He was up puking at 6 AM. I somehow missed that. AND DENNNNNNNN?!!!!! I went back to bed, until about 10:00 AM, and am now... grossing you all out here. No more AND DEN! |
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sick| The Schedule | ||||
| 09:09am 21/04/2003 | ||||
Mon 10 AM - 2 PM Tues 6 PM - 10 PM Wed 10 AM - 2 PM Thur 10 AM - 2 PM Friday OFF!! Sat 10 AM - 3 PM Sun 10 AM - 7 PM (most likely) I work ONE bloody night this week and is HAS to be the night 24 is on????? Auggh!!! |
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busy| It happens in the best of families.... | ||||
| 09:11am 09/04/2003 | ||||
She won't call the fucking police! My fucking parents won't call the police and TAKE HER out of THERE! What the Hell do I do??? What the FUCK do I do??? She is in bum fuck Oregon, the middle of no where! |
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enraged| Why I LOVE Percival | ||||
| 08:04am 24/03/2003 | ||||
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happy| Snape and Sirius Smut | ||||
| 04:34pm 18/03/2003 | ||||
Anyway, here is some unfinished, OOC for now ( Buggery! ) |
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| I got PUCKED by Ricci!! | |||
| 09:11am 12/03/2003 | |||
| ( The LONG and VERY Perky Tale of Three Pucks and a STICK! ) | |||
| A quiz | |||||
| 11:26am 11/03/2003 | |||||
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| More SH Smut | ||||
| 02:18pm 05/01/2003 | ||||
( Yeah, there's slash, and it's a LONG bastard. NOT the usual pairing. You know the drill. ) |
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| I am still here. | ||||
| 02:15pm 05/01/2003 | ||||
I am better now. Had a great Birthday, and am working on rebuilding my Office, making room for a friend to visit. A nice healthy project, and I am making a new costume for the Convention Season as well. Life is on an even keel once again. My most sincere gratitude to all who read, and all who cared to help. Nytshaed. |
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artistic| Why now? | ||||
| 05:24pm 02/01/2003 | ||||
I have friends who cut, many. I have had the urge as well, many times in the last 7 years or so and have come very close. Very close. I am there again. I turn 40 tomorrow, but that's not the why. I don't care about age. My life is unhappy, unsettled, insecure, and what pisses me off the most I suppose it that not only is it my 40th Birthday tomorrow, the 16th is my tenth Wedding Anniversary, and we don't have money to do SHIT for either, after having wonderful plans for both, for years. We are SUPPOSED to be going to Las Vegas, sans kids so I can get a new tattoo, Mitch cand get his first ink, and we were going to renew our vows at Excalibur in full Renn Faire garb in the chapel. Well, not gonna happen. It looks like all the celebration gets put on hold indefinitely. We had to wait to take our Honeymoon because I was pregnant with our first child. We DID make it to Mardi Gras a year later, and yeah, it was worth the wait. But, goddammit, I wanted to celebrate my TENTH Anniversay on my TENTH! I know it's fucked up to be whining about something as transitory as MONEY with all the gore and unhappiness in the world. We are all healthy, Mitch has a stable job, we have our home, blah blah blah... So I have no right to bitch, right? Well fuck that too! Our life may be perfect and all sunshine and giggles compaired to the white trash down the hill, or the "minorities" in Oakland, but I don't feel fucking priviledged, or blessed or any of that right now. I feel angry, and hurt, and cheated. He is telling me to do it. That Evil Side of me, my Alter personality. He wants to see the gore run in the shower, and taste the tang of it on my tongue. God, what to do to loose the pain? I want to break something, hurt someone, be it me or the world. Someone has to answer for this. Yeah, but who? |
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distressed| Bring out your dead... | ||||
| 01:37pm 04/12/2002 | ||||
 how would you commit suicide? YOU WOULD SHOOT YOURSELF. always straightforward and honest, you are fed up with the inconsistency of life. your intelligence and tendency to be introspective leave you without many people you can genuinely relate to. death, for you, is not a major priority, but you can become intensely suicidal when you get depressed. |
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| SASSY Snape. | ||||
| 12:17am 15/11/2002 | ||||
http://images.countingdown.com/images/t |
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giddy| Bath time. | ||||
| 09:56pm 05/11/2002 | ||||
( Not even bathing is safe when there's a Grim on the prowl... Rated NC-17 for Slash of course. ) |
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| Sucker..... | ||||
| 03:34pm 05/11/2002 | ||||
Really. It is. Try it. I did. |
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| Of Dog and Wolf | ||||
| 09:01am 07/10/2002 | ||||
Jack sat with the rest of his class in Defense against the Dark Arts listening to the teacher, Remus Lupin talk to them about Hex Marks and warding them off. He was paying attention to the teacher, that was clearly seen. All you had to do was look at the rapturous expression on his face as he leaned his chin in his palm and watched the Professor lecture. Draco would cast a sidelong glance at his chum with confused disdain, and could only put it down to the fact that both Jack and the Professor sported the longish hair look, that for some odd reason there was an attraction from Jack to Professor Lupin. Draco made a derisive sound in his throat and looked back at the teacher. Perhaps he should have started making moves on Jack long ago. It was certainly looking like he batted for both teams. He knew he was popular with the Slytherin girls who put out, as was he. But, Draco had to admit, the delicate features and long shaggy hair Jack wore was quite fetching in an odd way to him. Draco shook his head, as if it would clear his mind of that train of thought, and looked back over at the Professor and his explanations. He smirked. Most of the hexes he was warning them about, he had already done. Later, it was note taking time, and only a gleefully hard elbow driven by Malfoy into Jack's ribs brought him out of his puppy-dog-eyed haze. Jack looked over at Malfoy, fist curled and pulled back in readiness to smash it into Draco's face. Draco merely leered cooly at Jack and blew him a kiss before turning to his own work at hand. Jack scowled at Malfoy, and then rubbing at his side went about the task of taking notes. It was later in the class, as Professor Lupin sat at his desk, correcting papers while the students were finishing copying down their homework assignment when something odd happened. Once again, Jack was leaning into the palm of his hand, staring with lazy half lidded eyes at the Professor. He seemed transfixed, and unable to look at anything else. The distance of 15 feet or so between the two of them seemed a mile wide. He felt an aching building in side of him that was both painful and suffocating. Memories that were not Jack's were forcing their way to the surface, but he was still trapped in Jack's form, Jack's mind. He wanted... wanted... Draco heard it first only because he was the one sitting closest to Jack, and then Professor Lupin looked up from the other side of the classroom as a high pitched keening sort of sound reached his hyper sensitive ears. He blinked, frowned slightly and looked around the classroom for the source of the ultra high pitched whine and was shocked to find one of the older Slytherin Boys staring right at him in the most perculiar way. He looked like a handsome lad, something about him was unnervingly familar, the eyes mostly. The way they were staring at him with such an empty, haunted and LONGING expression. Remus looked down on his seating chart briefly, then back up at the boy who was making that.... sound. Jack Grim. The name meant nothing to him. Draco looked over at his seatmate and narrowed a dangerous gaze at him. This guy was good to have as a trophy friend, but the oddness about him was starting to be a bit much. "Mental you are mate..." he hissed in Jack's ear. When there was no immediate reply to his remark, he leaned back a bit and reaching out, gave a yank on one of the long locks of hair on the side of Jack's head. The reaction was immediate and disturbing. Jack was broken out of his hazy dream-like revelry and turned on Malfoy. The odd keening sound he had been making before became a savage growl, and his eyes were electrically wild as he glared at Draco. He looked like a wild animal ready to spring. Remus saw this reaction and was alarmed just as well. Sensing something bad was inevitable, he rose from his seat, heading in the direction of the two Slytherin, but right then, the bell rang, signaling the end of class. The sound broke Jack out of whatever spell he was in, and he looked around quickly, disoriented, and heart pounding. He first met the confused expression of Professor Lupin, who was now standing in front of his desk row, then he looked over and saw the narrowed glare of Draco Malfoy. Jack felt a wave of panic rush over him him like a smothering wave, and with a quick grab of his bookbag, and a colllision with his desk, he rushed from the classroom, and out into the hallway to lose himself in the between classes rush. Professor looked at Draco, and in a soft concerned voice asked, "Is your friend well?" Draco let out a mirthless cold cackle, "That's Jack Grim, mad as a March Hare." he snarked as he rose and took his bag before leaving the classroom with the rest of the students. |
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| Of Master and Slave.... | ||||
| 09:43am 05/10/2002 | ||||
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horny| To the Master's Chambers... | ||||
| 08:25am 25/09/2002 | ||||
( The Breaking + 2 days. ) |
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morose| Saiyuki Slash | ||||
| 10:15pm 24/09/2002 | ||||
( Gojyo x Sanzo. Smut follows. ) |
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| I hate you, I love you.... | ||||
| 10:30pm 21/09/2002 | ||||
( All I wanted was some nooky... ) |
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| Morning study.... | ||||
| 09:28am 18/09/2002 | ||||
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