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|Thursday, December 14th, 2006|
|This has been the most amazing RP I've had in World of Warcraft to date! =)
WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE:...Val is in the dog house. After some horrible experience he wasn't ready to share, he tried to be "romantic" with his husband -- while in shadowform! Said husband being a Holy Paladin, this did NOT go over well. Fynch actually bubble-hearthed to get away from him! The two have not spoken in almost a week. Now, Val tries to return home...
Val does arrive when you probably should have dozed off. He knows your habits well after living with you here for so long. But even if you've only dozed off in your chair, this sound would wake you.
Val tries frantically to quiet his murloc, which is not old enough to be terribly bright but still a sentiant creature. Meanwhile, Pookie is going, "MRRRGGGLLLREEEE!! IIIRRRGLLLGGLL!!" His master has dressed for battle but not reached for Pookie's traveling pack, thus alerting him to the fact that his master is going away. Going away - WITHOUT POOKIE!
Val looks at the thing with immediate panic!
Val rushes into the creature's mind, trying to explain why and how sorry he is about that in a way that won't frighten it more, even with tenderness. But the beast senses that Val is afraid and keeps crying.
Fynch would have been asleep normally, yes. But being home alone has made him think of things he'd rather push out of his head for the night. He had been getting ready to come downstairs for a cup of tea but the noise of the murloc brings him stumbling down the stairs only to stop at the bottom and blink sleepily at you.
Fynch says, "Hey, you."
Val straightens, looking terrible and absolutely terrified. He goes straight as a rail with a gasp. You can see that he dressed in a robe you recognized, but the sleeves have been ripped off. His bracers are gone. He's wearing nothing but some shadow gear. He also weilds Anathema, and the only rings he is wearing is his best shadow ring and his wedding band. His robe has been cleaned up as best he could, sewn back together with a spare needle and patched with pieces of the sleeves that were torn away. Val wears boots that... well, are destroyed. They are his best epic shoes, and made of a material that he is not familiar with. Was at a loss to repair them with the tools he had on hand.
The shadow priest continues to stare at you and cannot speak for several moments. How to explain this? He had more ideas about how to fix the boots than what to say to you right now.
Fynch grasps the railing with one hand, rubs the back of his head with the other. He gazes down at you in concern, drinking in the sight of you. "Hey." He says, quieter this time. "S'good to see you." He sounds like he's trying to gentle a stray cat. Read the rest! Current Mood: artistic
|Thursday, August 3rd, 2006|
|I am entirely too susceptible to Reality Show addictions
Yes, sad but true. I'm pretty much in love with most every contestant remaining on "So You Think You Can Dance", so watching it is like this masochistic experience since it breaks my heart a little to see any one of them eliminated.
Lookit, here's an awesome contemporary dance from Travis and Heidi....
These "paste into your blog" things NEVER work for me. And I have already been nudged about it! Therefore it has been BAHLEETED!
Um yeah. Here is a normal link, heh.http://www.gofish.com/video.gfp?gfid=30-1042412
This kid Ivan reminds me soooo much of my friend Jason, who grew up next door to me... And he is a naturally talented dancer, too! Even my mother sees it... It's really quite eerie!http://www.gofish.com/userVideoPlayer.gfp?gfid=30-1043990
And then there's THIS dance which is just like... OMG AWESOMESAUCE. O.O Zombies dancing to psychotic techno... does it get better, really? No it does not. I've only re-watched it like a million zillion times.http://vixenontheedge.com/sytycd/Top10_Ramalama.avi
Yah... ok that's all. :)
|Tuesday, June 20th, 2006|
|PIX OF THE PUPPIES!
This is my dog Gaz. She's not really a puppy, she just thinks she is. But she's going on 4 years old.
This is my sister's puppy Kinney. Really a puppy. But not likely to get much bigger than this.
As you can see... they are good friends. :D Current Mood: pleased
|Tuesday, May 23rd, 2006|
| the Wit |
(76% dark, 19% spontaneous, 21% vulgar)
| your humor style: |
CLEAN | COMPLEX | DARK
You like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you're
probably an intellectual, but don't take that to mean pretentious. You
realize 'dumb' can be witty--after all isn't that the Simpsons'
philosophy?--but rudeness for its own sake, 'gross-out' humor and most
other things found in a fraternity leave you totally flat.
I guess you just have a more cerebral approach than most. You have the perfect mindset for a joke writer or staff writer.
Your sense of humor takes the most thought to appreciate, but it's also the best, in my opinion.
You probably loved the Office. If you don't know what I'm
talking about, check it out here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/.
PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Jon Stewart - Woody Allen - Ricky Gervais
The 3-Variable Funny Test!
- it rules -
If you're interested, try my best friend's best test:
The Genghis Khan Genetic Fitness Masterpiece
Current Mood: complacent
| My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: |
|You scored higher than 96% on darkness|
|You scored higher than 0% on spontaneity|
|You scored higher than 12% on vulgarity|
|@Naudiz and/or Pev
Where is that NC-17 RP story you guys made of two ghey boys in high school, geek meets jock, with the very sad ending? You know the one I mean right? The one that got leaked to SWOFA and caused big ruckus. Anyway, I was always a fan of it. And out of like no where, I was thinking about it the other day and I wanna know where it's at again so I can re-read it? If it's still up for public viewing at all. :)
My email is email@example.com if you don't wanna give its whereabouts away in a reply!
- Whitney, who is still alive
|Thursday, April 6th, 2006|
|Long overdue greetings
I find myself on the cusp of some serious reinvention, and the time has come to try and rekindle some old friendships. I will always have some hermit-like tendancies I suspect, as I've always been terribly self-reliant and independant. Not to say these are terrible qualities when it's all to a healthy extent, and for a long time I knew only the positive sides of my knack for occupying myself and being perfectly content. But then I looked up one day and realized that pretty much everyone without a blood tie to hang on to had been allowed to drift away -- even those of you who earned a special place in my heart long ago, and never left it.
Now you will spring into my thoughts sometimes, random and unbidden. 'That sounds like something Ginger wrote once. It was just beautiful how she put it. She always had such a way with words...' Or, 'What a great show! I should have watched it when Andrew recommended it. Bet if I dug up that review it would make a lot more sense now. Gah... what year would that have been?' With a pang of remorse that grows sharper as more time passes, I will remember how lucky I was then to have such bright and interesting people in my life.
Situations have forced me to move back in with my parents, which is hard to deal after such a long time out on my own successfully. The decision to move back home came on the heels of what is now an extended stretch of unemployment; my first since -- well, being old enough work now that I think about it. Now that my ghetto car finally came apart at the seams at the beginning of this week, it's really my only option until I can get another with my income tax return arrives. Until it does I'll just try and grow from this barrage of roadblocks rather than let it completely ravage my self esteem.
This is the first time in my life since hitting adolescence that I've gone a full year single -- hell, and even celibate for that matter. Strangely enough, (or maybe not strangely, depending on how well you know me) I recognize this as the least of my worries. Nice as it would be to find myself already on my way towards building a family, or even just enjoying some wild romance, I've quietly accepted that I may have dreams to fulfill yet. Those dreams might be better accomplished without the demands and distraction of a spouse or child. If love lands in my lap and it's the True kind, of course I would not deny it. But I have no reason to hurry, either. I have decided that there is a truer version of myself being revealed, and one I would much rather be wearing when that potential soulmate and I trade first impressions.
More I see that it is not the lack of love but the lack of *meaningful friendships* in my life that was starting to wear me down. I think that inspite of myself, I learned what it is to be lonely. Not ready to slit my wrists mind you, or even prone to moping around about it... But I also could not go to a mall or a coffee shop anymore without feeling like I was a castaway adrift in a sea of strangers. Everywhere you look there are pairs and groups of people laughing, caring, connecting with one another...
The one truly fantastic thing I have to report is the fact that I DID finally get myself to college. It's the local community college, and only part time as I can afford the classes and books since it's all being paid for outta my pocket. But since I got back into school last spring I have maintained my flawless 4.0 average. I discovered (much to my surprise!) that, while it's still not my passion, I am a FINE math student! Now I see that it only seemed so impossible back in high school because I'd fallen so far behind. I didn't understand then that learning how to do math was such a collaborative process. I had really managed to convince myself that I was stupid and incapable, and suddenly being free of that burdensome opinion sparked a lot of new hope and motivation.
I'm not entirely convinced the whole of the problem is the miserable slump in the job market either, though it's certainly not helping. But also I am starting to understand that I was meant for better things than being a phone operator, or a claims specialist, or even a techie in the IT industry. The mundane, left-brained monotony of it was starting to get to me. I cannot skim the ever-so-practical State Jobs postings or skim all the administrative assistant and customer service ads in the classifieds without a feeling a shadow fall over my heart. I can now hear it clearer, the voice of my soul whispering its gentle reminders. It tells me that I am a creative spirit. I have insight and ingenuity and an uncommon talent for written AND visual expression. I hear a warning: these jobs I am considering would only ignore and perhaps eventually stifle the very traits that make me special. Suddenly I cannot shake the notion that there is a real danger in considering these opportunities! And the threat is that I might easily grow comfortable. I might come to depend on a certain standard of living, I may gain senority or promotions, all just trappings that may suddenly feel "too good to lose". Then I will be trapped, like so many others, in a life that falls far short of the one I could have reached if only I'd dared to follow my aspirations.
Two weeks ago something happened to ease my loneliness dramatically. All thanks to a recent reunion. Amy, you have NO IDEA how grateful I am to have you and Derek back in my life! In your case I had truly convinced myself that because of Summer and I you were just not comfortable being my friend anymore. But where so many times I had imagined such awkwardness and shame hanging inevitably over our reunion, I found there was only shock and gladness. I only had to get over my own surprise at having been so wrong, and then it felt so familiar and comfortable with you it was as if we'd never parted. How very wonderful to have been wrong!
Thus, now I am trying to follow Amy's example of bravery. I am going to reach out even though all the time that has passed still intimidates me, and I hope I will . I've tried my best to cover the "How have you been" for my part... I do hope it pays out and some more of my favorite long lost people come out of the woodwork to tell me how life's been treating them.
Hello, if you are out there! I still do avoid phones and do not use any instant messengers at the moment... but my most often checked email address is: firstname.lastname@example.org
Though my playtime is sporadic, here's my current alts on World of Warcraft:
ARGENT DAWN - Val, Bauble, Gadget, Garnet, Notch
TWISTING NETHER - Meredith, Zenda, Dodge
Ums, and finally here's some art: http://home.columbus.rr.com/technohippie/creative/art/
(Hehe, I snuck Trace into my final project for my Drawing Class.) :D
Well... that's all.
|Saturday, September 18th, 2004|
Uh, wow. I can't believe I haven't written since May! o.O
So... hi, everybody! I'm alive!
Guess updates are in order. But really not a lot has happened or changed. I am still seeing Summer. She's great, and we've been talking lately about me moving in with her once my lease is up. Tomorrow we're going paintballing with some co-workers of mine. :D
Um, the dog is well. The job sucks. They promoted my awesome boss and replaced him with the assistant supervisor, who nitpicks and only thinks about our stats and wants me fired. Not so fun. I'm thinking about a career change... but then, it's stable and the pay and benefits are awesome. And it's an ugly market out there right now. So... ugh. We'll see.
I'm going to blame my lack of LJing (as well as my lack of laundry-doing, dish-washing, carpet-sweeping, refrigerator-stocking, etc) on a very serious Lineage 2 addiction. I'm the leader of the Silver Arrow clan, which has become the largest roleplaying clan on the Hindemith server. Check our site out http://www.clanofthesilverarrow.com
if you are curious! :+: Here's an example of some Lineage 2 RP! :+:
And here's an awesome screenshot that is my desktop right now. It's clicky so you can see it fullsize if you want. :D
Ok... well that's all I've got for now! I'll try to write more!!
|Monday, May 10th, 2004|
|New artwork, whee
Here's a piece inspired by some recent conversations I've had with Summer regarding personal beliefs, philosophy, and the supernatural. This is supposed to be a girl who is a medium and must shield herself at night in order to dream peacefully. Current Mood: sleepy
|Saturday, May 8th, 2004|
|Tuesday, April 27th, 2004|
|Saturday, April 24th, 2004|
|Little time, here goes..
So much has happened. I have three minutes at the end of my shift to write about it. Lessee... I completed my dream computer. It works like a dream and has been occupying much of my freetime. AMD Athlon XP 2800 processor, 140gb HDD, 512K memory, Asus A7N8X Deluxe edition motherboard, have a GeForce MX 5200 video card that is on loan from my brother and soon to be upgraded... you know, when I've got the $200-$250 bucks to spare. This thing has been in the works for the better part of a year and it's (sad to say) the first time I've had anything close to a top-of-the-line computer, ever! *happyswoon*
In other news, my parents are on their second honeymoon in vegas. My brother is in love with his new big fullsize metal DDR pad. I have a roommate named Bryon, that's going very well. Something wonderfulsuperamazing happened to my best friend but I don't know if it's polite to talk about it yet. In general I still love life and count myself hugely lucky, quite possibly one of the luckiest people on the planet...
Lastly, I have a date tomorrow! We're going to the zoo. Her name is Summer, and the weather is beautiful and she likes animals and wants to take me to the zooooo... *twirl*
(are you all sick to your stomachs yet?)
But it's all true! And now, I must prepare myself. Tonight before sleep and tomorrow as I wake, I have prepared a little mantra to chant.
I will not fall in love on the first date.
I will not fall in love on the first date.
I will not fall in love on the first date.
I will not fall in love...
|Saturday, April 10th, 2004|
| ( Survey thing that actually seemed interesting...Collapse )
Lessee. In other news, I am getting my apartment back in order. I keep looking at profiles, classifieds, and LJs and finding people who are gorgeous, and seem smart/sweet/creative, and seem to dig me.... And I'm not answering. I get into things so FAST, see.... I suck nads at keeping my distance, shopping around, etc. I guess I just like to amuse and torture myself with the possibility of you people. And yet...
Dear Super hot blonde poet grrl who commented me,
I feel like I've waited retardedly long to write you back by this point. And I'm regrouping and fickle at the moment, in general. But you were somethin' else. I'm probably just going to eye your Out in Columbus profile a few dozen more times and not write you back ever. I'm self-defeatingly introspective sometimes, see.
Tonight I'm going to my parents house to stay the night so I can wake up with the siblings for our easter baskets. Family traditions... It's cheesy, but I'm glad for it.
Right, so - nothing else horribly new. Happy Easter everybody! Current Mood: bored
|Tuesday, March 9th, 2004|
|Monday, March 8th, 2004|
|A Relationship Exercise
Okay, this is something that was suggested to me awhile ago but I only got around to doing it last week. I thought I'd stick it here so you love-lorn folks can cash in on the wisdom, or maybe possible hotties who fit the bill might see it and comment like "Hey - check it out, baby! I'm the ONE!"
Anyway, without further ado... the task was to pick out ten things I need in a relationship and ten things I want, just to sort my head out and avoid incompatibility pitfalls while subjecting myself to the terrors of dating. Here goes...WHAT I NEED (No, really. Gimme.)
1. Someone who loves me. Duh.
2. One who occasionally shows it... sometimes romantically, creatively, spontaneously... but not so frequently as to scare or smother me.
3. A broad- and open-minded thinker who stimulates me intellectually.
4. Someone capable of getting along with my parents. They're really nice folks. At least be able to smile and seem attentive and appreciative around them.
5. A person who is usually capable of dealing with their doubts and moods without draining those around them. Gloom-cookies and emotional vampires need not apply.
6. They can be of any religion, so long as they respect my agnostic musings and don't believe they need to save me from damnation.
7. A partner whose love is steadfast and faithful, the comfort I come home to after a hard day at work.
8. Someone I can respect. The wishy-washy, the illiterate, the actively drug-addicted, Republicans, and fans of WWE need not apply.
9. Someone who strives to be responsible and does not shy from hard work.
10. A person who definitely wants to have kids.WHAT I WANT (But don't necessarily expect to find.)
1. Someone who is dazzlingly romantic. Flowers, mini weekend getaways, the whole nine-yards.
2. ...Without it being a scary possessive thing.
3. Someone whose poems, love-letters, emails, and instant messages are crafted with resplendent word choice and impeccable punctuation (because in an age of "u r so kewl", proper English really fucking turns me on).
4. Someone who makes me laugh, but also knows when to be serious.
5. The type who cares about the world beyond the tiny boundaries of our immediate lives.
6. Someone who can truly be a fifty-fifty partner, one who helps enough to make both of our lives easier and not just their own.
7. A gentleman or gentlewoman... who lets me be one in return. It's all about attentiveness, courtesy, manners.
8. Someone who makes me think and question and dream and believe in things more than I do on my own.
9. A person who is comfortable being a homebody with me sometimes, but is also adventurous and up to trying new things.
10. Someone who will do the bills FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES! YES! AHAHAHA!
Current Mood: thoughtful
|Thursday, March 4th, 2004|
|Wednesday, February 18th, 2004|
|Happy Birthday to me!
I was born 24 years ago. Pretty sweet, huh?
Things I Have Received So Far:
Sunshine and clear skies
Confetti, streamers, and balloons decorating my cubicle
Relaxed call flow the whole day
A sweet email from the new lurve interest, Yalande
A caramel and chocolate cake
A gorgeous sunset
Life is good. Current Mood: jubilant
|Sunday, February 8th, 2004|
|Letter my dad wrote to Gov. Bob Taft
I am embarrassed to be an Ohioan after your signing of the bill to ban Gay marriages. I am a heterosexual male married to a lovely woman for over thirty years and I do NOT need your bigoted and discriminatory law to defend or sanctify my marriage.
You have added to your disgraceful legacy which includes massive debt, high taxes and the total neglect of Ohio schools that you were ordered by the Supreme Court to repair. Instead you have stooped to bigotry and discrimination to appease the worst appetites in your party. You come from a rich political heritage and I am sorry to see you sully it in this manner. You should have done the right thing. Shame on you.
I'm so proud. I love you, daddy. Current Mood: awake
|Monday, February 2nd, 2004|
|Tuesday, January 27th, 2004|
I am back from attending Ohayocon. I don't have any pix sadly... but for my first anime convention it was a lot of fun! I actually cosplayed... I went as Songstress Rikku from FFX-2. Pix to come, if I can track any down! Current Mood: cheerful
|Monday, January 12th, 2004|
I am now all-the-way A+ certified.
Booyah. Current Mood: satisfied