This post makes no sense. Proceed with caution.

[obliviousally_lj]

So, I've been up since roughly 5AM, thanks to TJ waking me up by attacking me and biting me and poking incessantly at my face. >_o

Since the Bright Thing In The Sky decided to come out, it's been increasingly hot. Or maybe it's coupled by the 75+ watt reptile heat lamps in the bedroom. One of the two. Cause it's only 66F or so, with 90% humidity, but it feels like 75-80F. x_x

I am, obviously, off of work today. And tomorrow. Which means lots of sleep and loafing.

I really want some sushi, and I WILL get some today. >_o

TJ rented me Siren. Y'know, that new survival-horror game? Kinda like Fatal Frame but without the cameras? Yeah, so far, it BLOWS. Maybe it's just becuse I'm hardcore Silent Hill fan, or maybe it's because the controls are STUPID and the missions are STUPID and it's jsut AUGH! You don't even have a weapon! You can't even use your flashlight as a weapon! And the stupid sightjack ability is impossible to understand. And the part I'm in, if the guy catches you, you're dead. Just like that. Can't try to escape from him, or push him away. And the fucking voiceacting should have been left in Japanese. The characters all have, like, this fake British accent and they're all obviously Japanese. And I don't particularly like the way the characters look themselves, but I'm pretty sure they're supposed to look disorenting. Anyhow, I'll probably continue playing it, hoping it will be better. Or, I'll at least get some disturbing images out of it. One of the two.

I need to find what pair of pants I put my rings in. Hm. I've been trying to adjust them on my fingers, even though they're not there. Crazy.

OH! I made TJ mood icons! Check them out at her journal! They're Stitch, from Lilo and Stitch. And if you see -anyone- with them -anywhere-, please let me know so I can bring unholy terror down upon them. >_<

I'm debating between wearing my absurdly colorful and borderline hiedous skirt or jeans. I'm leaning towards skirt, as I've been wanting to wear it lately.

I'm gonna ink in jenova_silver's comission tonight, hopefully. Then get to work on comic sketches (seeeeeeeecret comic) and hope I don't get infuratingly frustrated with them. I'm gonna kick TJ in the head for creating such unusual characters. :D I also want to sketch up a nekkid Cass for cassandraharley since she's drawing pr0ns for me. :D:D:D

Man, I feel grungy and dirty already, and I've just been sitting here. Stupid sweat.

Also, one of the most unattractive things in the world is your bikini line being riddled with ingrown hairs and tiny red splotches. Ugh. I need to find a better way to get rid of the hair down there.

And I do not rightfully care if that was TMI for anyone. Suck it. :D

So, since I've started working, the most frequently asked question I get is: 'Do you have any kids?' Now, this really isn't a big deal, as, I believe, 90% of the females at work have a child or two. That's fine and dandy, but why must everyone assume that I have one? At least they're polite about it, though. No one's given me the 'but baaaaybeees are so wooonderfuuul!!!' routine yet, thank god.

TJ bought me a cute little cat trinket thing yesterday. It's one of those ones that's made with rabbit fur or whatever and it's curled up in a little basket with a sparkly ball of yarn. I'm so easily amused. I had one that was a fox when I was younger. I got it at a garage sale.

Comments

[kassil.livejournal.com]

...I wonder....

Have y'ever considered tryin' t'get the Call of Cthulhu RPG? HP Lovecraft's stuff is rather spectacular horror... Most of the time, even the people who survive the Abominations from Beyond are forever screwed up by what they've seen. I used to have a copy, but I dunno where it went. I think my ex-roommate ate it.

And personally, working at the casino where I do has done wonders for teaching me why I don't want to have kids if I can help it. i'd rather adopt than sit through Chaos-on-knows how many years of the mindless whining and shrilling and bratty squealing. I'd be too tempted to assault the little demons when they started shrilling...

[obliviousally.livejournal.com]

Eh, I really don't care for Lovecraft. Really. I read Call of Cthulhu at your place in Buffalo last time we were there and I was like 'eh, this really isn't that scary or frightening or anything other than a vaugely interesting read when I'm bored'. So go figure. o_o But then, anything can be decent with a good storyteller...

And I raised my sibilings. I've done whatever sort of 'parenting' I'm supposed to do in my lifetime. Thank god.

[kassil.livejournal.com]

Lovecraft wasn't the gory kind of horror writer, or even the dramatic kind, true... He did have something going for him, though, obviously - otherwise why would they've gone so far as to make an RPG (and a D20 edition thereof) of it?

As for parenting... Eh. I know I'm largely responsible for the way my niece turned out... And I had to keep Elliot in check for the entire stay in Buffalo - and he was one hell of a childish, petulant brat at times. Does that count as 'parenting'?
If not, oh well. I've had people tell me I'd make a good father, but I think they lie, just because they're afraid that if they insult me I'll squish them.

*fuzzles* At any rate, remind me in the next couple weeks to finish working on that homebrew RPG for you. The week after next college is over, so I'll have 2 days a week free to do stuff like that.

[kassil.livejournal.com]

Oh, and...

Go for the skirt!

*g*

*flaps off to cause havoc in Vegas*

[jenova-silver.livejournal.com]

Skirt! Wear your skirt! Yay!! *dances with nekkid Cassandra for you*

[cassu-bean.livejournal.com]

Pr0n!! Yeeeeeee!