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September 13th, 2009
August 29th, 2009
01:43 pm
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December 26th, 2008
07:08 pm - Poke-geekery! Y Halo Thar. I hope everybody had a good Xmas out there. ^^
So I've been playing Pokemon Blue. Yeah, the OOOOOLLLDDD Pokemon. It's nice to get back to the original 150 every so often. ^^
Here are my current stats, for those interested! Just coming off the Pokemon Tower (Lavender Town) portion of the game, my team is as follows:
Pidgeotto Lvl. 30 -Gust -Razor Wind -Quick Attack -Whirlwind
Sandslash Lvl. 27 -Cut -Swift -Dig -Poison Sting
Wartortle Lvl. 30 -Tackle -Bite -Bubblebeam -Water Gun
Raichu Lvl. 28 -Swift -Quick Attack -Thunderbolt -Flash
Wigglytuff Lvl. 27 -Sing -Pound -Mega Punch -Body Slam
Weepinbell Lvl. 27 -Vine Whip -Sleep Powder -Wrap -Poisonpowder
...for the record, Poisonpowder followed by Wrap is possibly the most gnarly Plant-type combo EVER. Won me a lot of battles with that there combo.
Possible update to follow.
Lord, I'm a dork. XD Current Location: werk Current Mood: dorky
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December 15th, 2008
10:08 pm - *SNRK*
...wow. Just...wow.
XD Current Mood: giggly
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November 4th, 2008
11:39 am - HEY. YOU.
NO U.
GO VOTE.
Remember, if you don't vote, you have no right to complain if you don't like the way things are being run. =P Current Location: work Current Mood: sick
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October 30th, 2008
11:58 pm - Any time after midnight is technically correct... ...and it's after midnight by my clock.
JANET! BRAD! JANET! DR. SCOTT! ROCKY! ...! JANET! BRAD! JANET! DR. SCOTT! ROCKY! ...!
...heehee. Happy Halloween, gang. Current Location: home Current Mood: awake Current Music: RHPS - 'Wild and Untamed Thing'
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October 2nd, 2008
09:53 pm - *siiiiigh* You know, Motormouth Maybelle's advice to Seaweed and Penny very much is applying to my job as of late.
"...be prepared for a lot of ugly coming at you from all sides from a neverending parade of stupid."
Oye, jayzus christo. Current Location: home Current Mood: annoyed Current Music: Howard Stern
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October 1st, 2008
02:38 pm - Callings all Dethklok RPGers! I is looking for a good game to play in. Metalocalypse, prefferably with a free Charles (Though Nathan'd be awesome, too!)
Anybody reading this know of a game, I sure would appreciate a referral. ^_^ Current Location: work Current Mood: stressed
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September 29th, 2008
05:34 pm - Oh, and one more thing... ...you'll notice there are ads now. Do nots panicking- Jess just wanted herself more icons.
Do not provoke or feed the adbanner. Remember it's just as scared of you as you are of it. Current Mood: complacent
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04:46 pm - REEEEEEEEEEEMIIIIIIIIIIXXXXXXXXXXXX 28 Weeks Later...
Noes, I'm not keeling over from teh zombie disease! I reworked my journal! Thought it was WAY overdue. New color scheme, new theme, new mood icon set, and brand new userpics! HOORAY FOR DETHKLOK!
Possible drabbles to follow. I'm not going to insult yall's intelligence anymore by saying OMFG NOW I'm gonna keep posting regularly for realz.
I don't. I'm sporadic. I finally admit it.
Possible return to the 'fed soon. Things are going quite cozily. I think Lij works too damn hard- the money's good but I could do without the grumpiness long hours bring with 'em.
RIP, Paul Newman. Everybody go buy a Newman's Own something or other. For the kids.
Stay gold. Current Mood: cheerful
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March 12th, 2008
12:25 am - And now for something retro.
 My name is Splitz!
Duchess RavenWaves is my bitchin' homegirl, and I chose this Comb Gnome over a legion of frou-frou Pixietails.
If you want a Comb Gnome or, if you must, a Pixietail of your own, click on Miss Splitz and she'll direct you to LadyLovelyLocks.org's Adoption Center. Current Mood: silly
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February 22nd, 2008
09:32 am - A Counter-Breakup Letter. I may be a forgetful person, but when it comes to some things I have a damn long memory.
I remember middle school, when one among us got a nice card computer-made by you. I got one too. It read, if I recall, 'The fifties are back- if you want to dress like that.'
I also recall being told that I was only being used as a gateway to popularity, but as it turned out, I was just a roadblock.
I recall APOLOGIZING to YOU after you hurt me with that remark.
I remember countless periods where you would be cold and mean to me, then come around as if nothing happened, never saying sorry.
I put up with all this. I didn't have a choice- I had so very few friends.
It was the same reason I continued to put up with it for years, not in the form of insults or coldness but in the form of domination. You said jump, I asked how high. I dropped everything whenever you called. Even if I said I was doing something else or had someplace to be, most of the time I'd give in to you eventually. By this point, after all, I had even fewer friends that I could actually see.
Not to say it was all bad. We had fun on lots of occasions, a lot of and those will always be good memories. Maybe you even got me to open up a bit, and I'm grateful for that. If not for you, in an indirect way, I might never have met the love of my life.
I was sad when you moved, but on the same note I was actually relieved that I was, in a way, free of being your servant. Maybe that wasn't your intention, but that's what I think I wound up being. A dominant agressive paired with a meek submissive will usually wind up that way. Maybe it was just too easy for you to resist taking advantage of me. Hell, maybe it wasn't just me. It always WAS all about you whenever possible. Even when I came to you with a problem, you helped sometimes but a lot of times you either laughed it off, gave me a quick blurb before moving on, or sometimes even told me my problem wasn't much in the face of a problem of YOURS that was a lot worse.
Even after you left, you couldn't let me alone. You called so much and kept me on the phone as long as you could. It's not that I wasn't happy to hear from you, it's that... I had other things to do or people I wanted to talk to occasionally. It just got too much for me.
I realize I handled it badly. I didn't have the nerve to tell you off, so I just dealt with the issue as passively as possible without continuing to knuckle under. It wasn't the right way to take care of things, and for that I apologize. BUT, the things you said in your initial breakup letter were nasty, cruel, and if you were going to try to re-establish contact with me for whatever reason... maybe you're just bored... the first thing out of your mouth should've been an apology for them.
I assumed a breakup meant we were, sadly, over. I accepted that which is why I didn't call you. Now I fear I'm in danger of knuckling under to you all over again, and I'm sorry, I need to move past that.
If this all seems cold or harsh on my part, I'm sorry. But it's gotta be this way or I'll continue to be dominated by you, always at your beck and call, never be able to move forward.
I've disabled comments on this entry. Please don't call me about it. I don't want to be verbally rebuttaled on this, I don't want to argue the point any further. Maybe someday in the future we can pick up where we left off, but for now, I just can't do it anymore. Current Location: home Current Mood: melancholy Current Music: background noise
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October 18th, 2007
02:43 pm Well, here we go. Tonight, the Indians have a very good chance at clinching the American League pennant and advancing to the World Series.
And I'll be at work. =(
I wanna skip work to stay home and watch the game in the worst way. But, sadly, I can't. Any of y'all out there with my cell digits, I sure would appreciate occasional updates on scores and whatnot.
Here's to the comeback kids. ^^
'The impossible is possible tonight, tonight...' Current Mood: bouncy
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October 5th, 2007
03:44 pm - 6 Months Later... OHAI!
Yes, I am still alive. Making my mandatory journal entry to confirm my viability.
Still with Elijah, boy of afformentioned journal entry. Things are toasty. Better late than never, Cupid finally found my location. I think he got bad directions off Mapquest.
Still telemarketing, a new program has made the job significantly easier. Still isn't peaches and cream, but at least I don't go home every night with a self worth ranking somewhere below gum stuck to someone's shoe. Also, I work night shifts now. Which leaves me free to sleep in. Yay for sleeping in.
Indians are in the playoffs. This is a good thing.
My brother is home for a couple weeks. This is also a good thing.
My brother is currently AT the Indians playoff game, with dad and Darren, whilst I must stay behind as I work nights. Not such a good thing. =( Whaaaaa, I wanted to goooooo..
Oh, well.
More or less, things are smooth. Hopefully my next update won't be this long, but I've said THAT before. The best laid plans of mice and men, eh? =P
Chow, y'all. Go Tribe. Current Location: home Current Mood: complacent Current Music: Sixx:AM - Life Is Beautiful
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March 19th, 2007
08:01 pm - I don't mind if you don't mind, 'cuz I don't shine if you don't shine Hey you out there, you baby blues with the holes worn in your dancin' shoes Oh boy, today you heard the news and everytime you win, you lose
You got sad, sad eyes and a frayed six-string heart is just too broke to sing but let me tell ya just one thing to someones, you mean everything
so I'll tell ya somethin', but it ain't new but that don't mean the words ain't true but we got that tight stuff, me and you
...I got your back if you just get through.
Here 4 U, mon cherie. Current Mood: worried Current Music: The Killers, 'Read My Mind'
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March 6th, 2007
10:25 pm - Ain't Nobody Of course it'd take an utterly crappy day to get me to update this thing.
I now have a job as a telemarketer. I've had this job a few months now. I occasionally joke that I take verbal abuse for a living... but now I'm starting to wonder about the jest content of that statement.
Today a woman screamed at me. Not yelled, SCREAMED at me. The kind of tone reserved for, I don't know, someone who's cheated on you or hurt someone close to you or done you some other major wrong.
All I did was call her.
And, despite my better knowledge, that this woman didn't know me and would probably never hear my voice again, much less ever see my face, I broke down crying.
It took roughly five minutes for someone to notice.
This was after my day started by my new supervisor commenting she didn't even notice me yesterday. Honestly, nobody paid me much mind today either. The whole situation gelled together in a congealed mess that made me feel like not a human being, but simply a voice there for irratable people to abuse long-distance and let off some steam.
Maybe that poor beat-around voice'll earn some Fortune 500 company some more dollars if the people on the other end feel sorry enough for it to buy its sales pitch.
Just remember, anybody reading this... that voice on the other end of the phone's just doing his or her job. Just like anybody else. They got bills to pay, maybe kids to take care of. They're flesh and blood, and have feelings.
Don't be cruel. Current Location: home Current Mood: sad Current Music: Elton John - Believe
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September 22nd, 2006
11:44 pm I love you.
I love you beyond any sort of common sense.
I love you beyond the same distance that I'm really growing to despise.
I love you so much that I cry myself to sleep at night sometimes, just because I know you're hurting and I can do so little about it.
I love you, and I have for some time.
Why can't I tell you? Why can't I just tell you? Current Mood: melancholy Current Music: quiet
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April 27th, 2006
12:57 pm - U R GR8 Even in moments when I flagrantly overreact and am really being a drama llama...
...it's incredible to know I've got friends who just really excel at making me feel better, and care enough to try.
Thanks. =D Current Mood: content Current Music: The Sounds - Dance With Me
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April 26th, 2006
10:46 pm - One little red flower. I am so incredibly stupid.
The devil really is in the details, and sometimes those details will fuck up something you poured your heart into.
I'm sorry, guys.
I really shouldn't be this upset over this, but fuckit, I am.
Moreso that it happened TWICE. In the SAME WEEK. Current Mood: crushed Current Music: Hum - Counting Stars
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April 16th, 2006
02:58 pm - It's just fiction... ...and yet I sit here with tears flowing down my cheeks, reading the words again, and I feel I've lost someone I've known for ages and held very dear to me.
It truly is the mark of a remarkable writer to create someone out of thin air so interesting and believable that you mourn when the story ends.
Goodnight, sweet prince. Current Location: Home Current Mood: melancholy Current Music: Five For Fighting - 'Easy Tonight'
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