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Blaaaaaaaaahhh
Jan. 15th, 2009 05:47 pmSo I keep thinking of things I want to post about during my day. Something funny someone did at work, something stupid, something whatever. But then by the time I get home, I'm all "oh fuck posting." Hell, I barely keep awake long enough to post/rep for my characters! And you people expect me to do it for my personal journal. Pft. Who you kidding?
Bright things about this week? Shanna brought Mauri back to play with Percy. And I will forever be in love with her for it. Monster Quest on the history channel can get down right creepy, or stupid. It really sort of depends on who is doing what. Though, along that train of thought? Dear woman on the history channel...if Big Foot/Grassman/Whatever you want to call him is real? HE CANNOT BE SINISTER. It is an ANIMAL. It very likely does not stand there in the dark and plot how to slice you into a thousand pieces, only human do shit like that. That kinda irked me last night. Its like when people talk about Man-Eater Lions. They aren't evil, you fucking idiots. We, regardless what you like to believe, are a part of the natural cycle. We can be and sometimes ARE a part of the food chain. Just because we have disposal thumbs doesn't exempt us from being food for animals that figured out that the fugly two legged, hairless creatures are easy to catch.
Get over it. If you don't want to be cat food? Why not stop imposing on their land.
Ok...
Yeah, I don't really have much to life to talk about. That's about it. Need to call Yee at some point and be a good little friend.
Also, I'm still fucking tired. I went to be early last night, and still woke up late. It sucked. Made it to work in time, but still. BLAH.
EDIT: I forgot to add this-
The first six people to respond to this post will get something made by me. It will be about or tailored to those six lucky "victims."
This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
- what I create will be just for you.
- it'll be done this year
- you have no clue what it's going to be. It may be fic. It may be poetry. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.
Bright things about this week? Shanna brought Mauri back to play with Percy. And I will forever be in love with her for it. Monster Quest on the history channel can get down right creepy, or stupid. It really sort of depends on who is doing what. Though, along that train of thought? Dear woman on the history channel...if Big Foot/Grassman/Whatever you want to call him is real? HE CANNOT BE SINISTER. It is an ANIMAL. It very likely does not stand there in the dark and plot how to slice you into a thousand pieces, only human do shit like that. That kinda irked me last night. Its like when people talk about Man-Eater Lions. They aren't evil, you fucking idiots. We, regardless what you like to believe, are a part of the natural cycle. We can be and sometimes ARE a part of the food chain. Just because we have disposal thumbs doesn't exempt us from being food for animals that figured out that the fugly two legged, hairless creatures are easy to catch.
Get over it. If you don't want to be cat food? Why not stop imposing on their land.
Ok...
Yeah, I don't really have much to life to talk about. That's about it. Need to call Yee at some point and be a good little friend.
Also, I'm still fucking tired. I went to be early last night, and still woke up late. It sucked. Made it to work in time, but still. BLAH.
EDIT: I forgot to add this-
The first six people to respond to this post will get something made by me. It will be about or tailored to those six lucky "victims."
This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
- what I create will be just for you.
- it'll be done this year
- you have no clue what it's going to be. It may be fic. It may be poetry. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.
