Archive for July, 2006

Retard

So, this kid IMs me and I’m nice and civil, but it quickly takes a down turn. I don’t understand why this kid got so riled up, but I’m so pissed off that I’m posting the convo up so I if he tries to deflame me, I’ve got there first [and beacuse I want sympathy]. Please note how many times I tell him I don’t want to carry on talking to him and to go away, and how many times I just shut the window. Oh, the lemonparty thing is a pic of a bunch of old men having gay sex. It was alex’s suggestion to get him to go away. I really don’t know why he just wouldn’t take the hint, but damn I’m upset. Stupid retard kid.

(11:18:25) TylrFat: Hello
(11:18:36) Dru: hey
(11:19:31) TylrFat: my name is tyler
(11:19:49) Dru: hello tyler
(11:20:22) TylrFat: How can you read that?
(11:20:28) TylrFat: It’s a bunch of boxes
(11:21:17) Dru: I don’t know what you mean. I can read what’s written perfectly beacuse I’m using a standard font and size and western Unicode
(11:21:31) TylrFat: Oh… umm… okay
(11:21:35) TylrFat: What’s your name?
(11:21:38) TylrFat: You’re sexy
(11:21:51) Dru: fuck off, I’m married *closes window*
(11:22:15) TylrFat: Ever heard of adultry? What does panasonic mean?
*dru closes window*
(11:23:17) TylrFat: Oh my flying cats! My cats head just flew off and my dog ate it.
(11:23:28) TylrFat: PENCIL!!!!!!!!
(11:23:37) TylrFat: Ever seen how they make mirrors?
(11:23:39) TylrFat: It’s cool
(11:23:50) TylrFat: I told you and you heard me! NOOOOOOO MIRRAS
(11:23:59) TylrFat: Man, you’re gay
(11:24:41) TylrFat: You’re not married
(11:24:45) TylrFat: I don’t believe you
(11:24:50) TylrFat: You’re gay with me… DUH
(11:24:56) TylrFat: Oh my GODDDD
(11:26:12) Dru: You realize I’m just ignoring you, and I’m probably going to blog this whole convo beacuse you’re just some stupid fucktard who doesn’t even know what he’s saying and doesn’t seem to know the meaning of the words ‘go away’
(11:26:52) TylrFat: I never even said “Go Away”.
(11:26:56) TylrFat: You’re sexy!!!
*Dru closes window again*
(11:23:00) TylrFat: Nicole Lopez, why are you so angry?
*dru closes window*
11:59:20) TylrFat: hey bay
(11:59:22) TylrFat: bbay
(11:59:27) TylrFat: baby
*dru closes window*
11:59:39) TylrFat: sorry cant spell hunny
(11:59:42) TylrFat: buches
(11:59:46) TylrFat: of oats
(11:59:49) TylrFat: lol
(11:59:52) TylrFat: lol
(11:59:55) TylrFat: reply
(12:00:02) TylrFat: bitch
(12:00:08) Dru: look you do remember the whole me telling you to fuck off right?
(12:00:12) Dru: leave me alone
(12:00:27) TylrFat: what the hell is ur problem
(12:00:53) Dru: I don’t want to talk to you beacuse you’re some thick creep
(12:01:05) TylrFat: and like you aren’t
(12:01:12) Dru: fuck you
(12:01:29) TylrFat: fuck you
*dru closes window*
(12:02:56) TylrFat: you know what you cant even fight your own battles all you know how to do is block people you dont even know how to fight your own battles you r a stupid bitch blocking me jsut shows me that you r scared u mother fucker..
*dru closes window*
12:03:26) TylrFat: see u dont even have anything to say
(12:03:39) Dru: that’s because I don’t want to talk to you!
(12:03:42) TylrFat: either that or u just type slow..
(12:03:51) TylrFat: because you dont know what to say
(12:04:38) Dru: I don’t know you. You wanted me to comit adultary, you called me sexy and you don’t even know what I look like. You were slightly amusing beacuse you were spouting off random crap and now I’m baored of you, so take the hint, and stop talking to me
(12:06:55) Dru: Look, you seem to be talking to me quite a lot. We’re holding a party in a few days. I’ve got a website set up about it if you want to see
(12:07:20) Dru: the url is http://www.lemonparty.org
(12:07:39) TylrFat: yeah i have seen you on fucking advicenators… and thats wher i fucking got your dumbass aim name and you dont know how to take a fucking joke because you are boring….y do you want me to stop talking to you… you are a fucking retard… thats fucking gay that you dont even want to talk to me then why do you have fucking aim AIM is to talk to people dumbass
(12:07:56) TylrFat: thats fucking digusting
(12:08:40) Dru: look, I wouldn’t mind if you had a question to ask me. that’s why my aim is on there, not so twats like you can piss me off
(12:09:41) TylrFat: youre sick. u sent me that. u know why? because you LOOK at that shit you fucking sicko. DIE
(12:10:00) Dru: no I don’t I want you to leave me along
(12:10:13) TylrFat: leave you along?
(12:10:26) TylrFat: yeah u do. then how did you get that url u dumbass
(12:10:52) Dru: wikipedia
(12:10:56) TylrFat: no
(12:10:58) TylrFat: u looke at it
(12:11:02) TylrFat: u know it
(12:11:11) Dru: look just go away
(12:11:34) TylrFat: u like old guy porn you sicko. what else do u seach on the computer? child porn and animal porn too?
*dru closes window*
(12:12:32) TylrFat: your sick

☮&♥

Today

A pastel wash across the sky,
sun diffuse and pale; wane January light.
Raindrops patter gently on the umbrella,
as wind plucks and is playful with strands of hair.

Oh beautiful day! Joyous happy occasion-
giggles and good song uplift the tedious heart,
and soon, good friends to add to that mix -
a felicitous completion.

My heart now soars, high as the clear blue sky,
touch gently the weeping clouds,
gladden the cessation of their tears,
and cause never to be saddened again.

For on the morrow our fates are as one,
   our joy be undiminished,
      and my dreams come true.

☮&♥

So, here we have our intreped band of adventurues… Well, maybe ‘intreped’ is the wrong word. thinking about it, so is ‘advenutres’. Humm. Okay, so we have a band of what? Con-artists, bounty hunters, gamblers and freak shows. That’s not quite as impressive is it? Ah well, one works with what they have.
And in this merry band of… well, mistfits I suppose, we have a beautiful, deadly and cynical lady known only as BloodRed; A fine upsatnding gent, called Crace Damar, who enjoys the more sinful things in life; Hunter, one who shoots with a bow despite this technological age, and is very partial to green; A cuircus sideshow freak named Dru black who loaves to play with electricity; and a demonic looking AI calling itself DarkLiquid.

So, here is our cast, now on with the show!
Ah.
And so here we hit a slight snag. With being unable to define this crass congregate of to their exactment, no story can really develop, no excitement or action can ensue and I may as well give up the whole thing right here and now.
But I don’t really want to do that. You see, they deserve to have their story told. I’m sure they’ve all been through so much to get here, it’d be a shame to wast the oppertunity, and they all have such wonderful quirks, I’m just dying to get to know them all better – to hear them talk and laughy, to see them cry, to taste there scents. I’d be like getting to know a whole host of new freinds. Hell even to better know those that these characters are based upon.

So I will not give up on them. I’m cirtain that when the time is right, they will step forward and make their stories known to me. They, hopefully, will give up their tales egarly and verbosly, one by one, or as a group – it matters not. Maybe even in time these tales will begin to write themselves and all I will have to do is capture the words as I channel them.

☮&♥

[Heh, possibly the longest title ever]

I really hate it when andy knows exactly what’s going though my head before it does. Observe:
Me [after thinking about the whole Alex thing]: I have a theory. I don’t think you’ll like it, and I sure as hell don’t…
Him: I think I know what it is, but say it anyway.
Me *thinks: Okayyy*: Well, you know I said I thought I’d been ‘crushing’ on him? Well, then I realised that when I ‘lost him’, I rebounded back on to you. Which is why, not that you aren’t anyway, but you looked super-uber attractive again.
Him: that’s what I thought you were going to say.
*pause*
Me: How?
Him: I figgured it out when you were talking about crushes earlier.
*Pause*
Me: Next time you know what I’m going to think 4 hours before I think it, let me know what it is.
Though, I suppose that would impede my character development…
Him: Yes.

Humm, I find it marginally irritating that just beacuse my asthma and allergies are so well controlled, everyone assumes I’m actually fine, and that when I do complain about them/ the troubles I’ve had with them, that I’m just being a whiny little bitch.
Also it irritates me that [it feels like] everyone thinks I’m as thick as two short planks and that I haven’t thought things through/ know what I’m talking about/ etc et al. I ask you, do I really come off as being that dense?

What am I? Fall-back girl? Greg just called me and asked if he could come cook for me.
Now, I don’t have any objection to this per se – I’ll never pass up an offer of free food – but it just worries me that beacuse he hasn’t been able to find anyone else yet [not much of a supprise there] he’s transfering his affections to me. [Maybe that's just really egotistical of me though...]

The word of the day is Yummy. I seems to be using it to describe everything:
This morning I got up and opened the blind and all this sun fell out onto my pillow so I laid down in it and it was all warm and sun-smelling and yummy :)

Then later I had a bath with lavender oil and at the same time ate chocolate and listened to some nice soft jazz. The chocolate seemed especially tasty and yummy and just the act of laying in the warmth was yummy.

Then I got out of the bath and talked myself so I was all silky soft and dry and nekkid. Being in that state was very yummy.

And now sitting on the bus being able to smell warm sea air and cow manure and feeling sun warmed and my newly washed hair… what can I say but yum! :)

☮&♥

Whisperers of Truth

Listen to the whisperers of truth.
Can you hear the voices? Can you see them?
Truth corrodes the soul, Lies protect the heart….
Look into your mind… Can you see the pain?

Change your consciousness to suit your mate,
do what you want as long as its what He wants.
He can’t help you… He can’t protect you
no matter what he says.

A world of broken promises, the reality of lies
Slipping, stumbling over the Edge.

You won’t ever come back

☮&♥

Talent, Lost

Yeah, I’m good at irony :P


My talent, like the light,
is drifting away into night
as I sit here and weep for what maybe never was

The beautiful ambrosia
is slipping through my hands
so resplendent and intangible; it cannot be kept

My creative spirit lost
tied to the mundane; i cannot float above

Surround ones self with art
with light and laughter and music
through osmosis can I get it back?

But my muse had left, pulling the gift from me
in this cold hard world I scream for it back

Most precious of possessions
I have lost you!

And talent flows from me like golden blood.

☮&♥

Winter

Cold, blue, snow,
Shinning white ice,
Open fire, warm and nice.
Skating, waltzing, snowball fights,
Snuggled up in bed so tight.

☮&♥

Japan

Cherry blossoms and misty mountains
pink and green and grey.
They call to me.
Travelling over the sea and over the land,
through space and the ethereal plane.

In my minds eye
I can see the rain and blossom
falling
                   and
  gently
              drifting
   down
        towards
Damp Earth.

And the music box is still singing…..

☮&♥

The Beast

I repeat again,
thou most elusive beast:
Why must thou torture me, myself and I in this most heinous fashion?
Causing my mind to run in the circles of thine labyrinth,
tripping over your delicate intricacies,
only to end up only whence I began,
ever searching for thou,
my most elusive beast.

☮&♥

Brain Farts

I.
“Yay for the water colour chestnuts,
skipping off to war!”
Sang the walrus in deep soprano,
as sun beams draped their golden cloaks about his plaid shoulders.

II.
And do you see, how merrily
they give themselves away?
The rainbows laugh,
the brownies giggle
in their thongs of tarnished silver.

III.
So, I’m sitting at the bus stop,
waiting for a train to come,
and the old man siting next to me
comments, “Such a shame about the weather.”

IV.
And until this very day,
I’d never really noticed,
how the life that was once before you,
has turned to shades of grey.

☮&♥