No shittin! Wish I got pictures. D:

Small/short update today.
- I got my shit done for gaia
- Made about 100K+, maybe even 150K so far. (I've been buying Halloween shit so I've failed to keep track.)
- I'm starting to get over Kai's kidnapping, letting him out for longer and longer each night.
- Kai is doing well. :D
- We're behind in our Real Life Halloween plans but hey, no one was counting on the cat getting kidnapped and coming home battered.
- Got nothing done for LJ yet. Probably never will.
- Will be going out today for the first time in weeks. X_x; Damn Halloween shopping.
- Aside from a few set backs/mysterious illnesses, my health has been 95% optimal. :D
- Got a cavern of a cavity though that will probably require a root canal/tooth yankage. X_x
- Getting an appointment with medical people WHEN YOU NEED IT is downright impossible. (Unless you're rich. D: )
- Got addicted to a new song/AMV which I suggest you get addicted to, too! XD
- Annnnd... that's it at the top of my brain.

Watch. I'll probably post this and remember something afterward. XD Later all!

10hrs, people. TEN, LONG, GRUELING hours out there, going door to door, handing out fliers, putting up posters, talking/meeting strangers and FOR WHAT? To have the little fucker show up at the door. XD

*collapses in defeat* I -knew- this would happen. I knew how it would turn out from the beginning.
When I got home yesterday I knew bad things were going to happen with Kai
When I was making/putting up posters, filling out online forms, I had this feeling I was doing it all for not.
Today that feeling got even STRONGER. I knew I was wasting my god damn time with it all but still I kept putting shit up.

*heavy sigh* I'm... a blank slate at this point. I don't know what to feel. I've gone through the five stages of grief, death and mother-in-law-visitations 12 times over, I've had to put on a fake smile and ask soulless, heartless people to look out for this damn cat, only to have paranoid people slam doors in my face, give me half assed responses, neglect to open the door even though they're home and cheesy grins along the whole, damn, way...

*DEAD* .... and for someone with like, ZERO social skills, that's a challenge.

P.S. I just got word from mother that the posters all along Kingswood were taken down... WTF?
Kai appears and they were CUT down? Why?
This... this is weird but earlier tonight I saw a woman putting up Raccoon Evict posters and she put one underneath ours and according to mom, that poster is gone too. Which makes me wonder if someone on that block hates posters, "dirtying up" their little section of the woods. I mean, that whole neighborhood was creepy and alien... and I've always lived right next to it! Everyone either has a fucking child or is old and the only young adults without any meatsacks are teenagers and those were very few in number for a place with so many baby boomers... *Shudder* Creepy.

Anyway, it's left me feeling pretty victimized. I worked my ASS off putting up ALL those posters and now some schmuck has takenCUT them down on me? Talk about all that work for nothing. :(

But I am suspicious of TIGGERS OWNER. Yes, that cunt is vindictive enough to pull that stunt and you know, she's the ONLY house I skipped because I didn't think she'd listen to me.

I think the only way to solve this is to put up posters again and watch a few of them via camera or whatever and see if someone takes them down.

Kai's been missing for... oh it's got to be 36-38hrs by now. Last time I saw him was around 3PM yesterday when I let him out. I knew a storm was coming but my mind was preoccupied with my doctors visit at the (now normal-hours) clinic.

I got home around six and came home to an accident... That's when the feeling of dread REALLY kicked in. My first thoughts were, "Where's Kai?... KAI!" as I viewed the wreckage. Thankfully, he wasn't there but I haven't seen my baby since.

We called and called for about half an hour, no Kai. I had grown quite worried. It had rained on and off several times since I left and before, the high winds spooked him down the back. However, we figured he was hiding from the rain and we were too tired to go looking, despite my feelings/need too. We had to give him a chance to come home on his own anyway. (Longest it's ever taken is half an hour, one time two hours.)

I went to bed around 6PM, woke up at 4AM and thought, "Perfect time to let Kai in." So I got up and called him... Nothing. I called again and again, nothing. Finally around 5:30AM I knew he wasn't coming home. I called mom in a panic and we devised a plan.

Before mom would take Lisa to school, they would both go looking for him in the car around back and down Kingswood. Meanwhile, I continued to call every hour on the hour all morning, til around noon. Nothing.
After an unsuccessful search, I told mom I was going to make some posters for her to print while she took Rick to work/picked up Lisa from school. Took all afternoon cause PSP8 kept CRASHING. Granted, my PC has been put on sleep instead of shut down for almost a week now but damn it, I didn't need this.

Printing them took almost just as long. Due to the color photos and mothers choice in printers, it took an hour and a bit, then it took mom 30 more minutes after that to get them here at my house. (Mom had to print them at her place.) Not that I could do much during that time. Wouldn't you know it? I get half way down Kingswood and my system decides it's time to go home. I fucking HATE THIS when it happens! (But then again, who loves it?) I don't know if it's anxiety or a demonic hold over my being but I'm -this- close to slicing myself in half to end it all. >_< How can something designed to keep me ALIVE be so dysfunctional?

ANYWAY, around 6PM, mom came home and started putting up posters. I was being uber-depressed, filling out forms at the local humane societies web page. Then mom called to tell me she threw her back out. -.-; HOW I will never understand. Apparently she ruined this muscle in her back YEARS ago when doing this bastards windows... All sixty of them. Ever since then it hurts like a bitch when she throws it out/does too much with her arms.

So By 6:45, I'm out there with my Tylenol and water, fixing her back. Around 7:08, I went back in to find some more shit for her then got back to the grueling task of filling out online forms then around 7:45-8:00PM, she calls me YET AGAIN to ask if I could go with her to put up posters in bus shelters, since the poles were too wet from the misty rain.
I wasn't all that up to it but I went anyway.

It wasn't a HORRIBLE experience, I talked to a guy who helped me hold up a sign then dashed when his bus came. XD Nice guy but a little scatter brained. Then I met this smoker at another station who blew smoke in my face. -.-; It was an accident and he did say sorry. We got to talking when I was trying to find a place to put this double sided poster. (No glass.)

He said he did see Kai (or a cat just like him) but it was 2 weeks ago. Sigh. Sooo close. ;-;

On the way home we noticed a poster. It was dated but it was hard to tell HOW dated since they didn't weather proof their posters like we did. (We go all out. Plastic sheets and everything. XD) What disturbed me was that they were looking for the same type of cat we were except theirs was 2 years old. Kai COULD be that old but he doesn't look/act like it most of the time. I jotted down one of the numbers and plan to call tomorrow to see if they have him.

Mom and I have been calling all night. I just finished calling him now. He would BE here if he was free. Whomever has him, isn't letting him go. The only cat that seems to be around is the mean white bastard that always fought with Kai. He seems to be calling Kai too, daring him to fight for his throne back. Bastard.

Anyway kids, it's almost 1:30AM - (Yes it took me 2hrs to write this. I multitask, remember?) - and I'd rather spend the day searching rather than sleeping in. Later.

I hate sore throats, I really do... Been sick since Thurs-Sat, when I started singing to some vids I like on Youtube. I just got to the point where I could sing Hades intro as well as the official singer, then my voice started to die and now my entire neck/part of my chest hurts. I have to keep taking Tylenol AND Day/NyQuil in order to function. I hope to god it's not time for me to get my tonsils out. Halloween's too close and I take forever to heal.

In other Health News. My stomach issues haven't gotten any better. I had another embarrassing incident at Tim Horton's where, after spending 20 mins in the bathroom, one of their dumbass, college kid employees "checked in" on me, by looking through at me through the crack in that crack between the stall door/wall. I could've died! I was so embarrassed, I got up and ran out without saying a word. I should've yelled at her for being a peeping tom but you know, reality is never as sweet as the reaction you dream up later.

Now in Art related news... Pixeling has been a royal pain in the ass. My muse came and left within a day back around the 22nd and hasn't been back since. Oh sure, she drops in every now and again but most of the time she just comes in to get something then hit me in the back of the head as she heads out to inspire someone more deserving. T_T
I've been trying to pixel without her but it's almost hopeless...

Not AS hopeless as some of my friends have been though. Tonight for example, I did nothing but bitch to someone who idolizes me on Gaia about my lack of talent and she, surprisingly, did nothing but encourage me and I gotta admit, it felt really good. I don't get nearly enough praise offline... However, I can't say the same for one of my idols/best friend.

She totally misunderstood me when I mentioned "giving up on art" and thought I was talking about her. [Since she mentioned getting an art book @ the store.] She went on and on about how she couldn't live without it but the moment she found out I was talking about myself, her attitude went from defend to total acceptance. "Well, you do whatever you like."
WTF?!

That hurt, a lot. Feel free to call me a total suck - you are anyway - but I was really hoping for some words of encouragement from someone who's WAY more talented than I am, not to mention my FRIEND. At least that's what I thought... I don't know. Lately she seems to give less and less of a damn about me, when she's been on one of my "best friend" pedestals since the beginning. I was never really as important to her...

Getting back to the argument at hand: Apparently she can't be bothered to encourage me because I'm "too strong willed." Granted, I make mules look down right obedient, I'm so stubborn but it's more of the act than the actual words of wisdom that make me feel better. God, I'm such an insecure little shit.

Currently she's awaiting my reply but I don't feel like I should have to explain this to her. I have on a lot of occasions but she can't seem to grasp it... Our relationship has become the same as the one with my mother. Mom thinks she knows me, knows what I like and how to appease me but in reality, she'd about 10 years out of date. Making her totally unrelatable and distant.

I'd really hate that to happen to my friend and I but... Maybe I have no choice in the matter.

I'd keep it. God knows I'd need it more than the person who lost it. :(

1. What color are your kitchen plates?
Man colors-we collect from yard sales and novelty places and the grocery store

2. What book are you reading now?
nothing ^^; I need to read more.

3. What's the most recent thing you bought?
Physically bought? Chinese Food
Bought on the internet? Hades themed items from eBay

4. What is on your mouse pad?
That World of Warcraft Orc on the wolf mount. Hot. XD

5. Favorite board game?
I liked Sorry as a kid but I don't have any current favorites

6. Favorite smells?
Cookies baking at Loblaws. It fills the air at night. My nostrils have never been happier.

7. What is the first thing you think of in the morning?
"I need to get up ... but I don't want to."

8. Favorite color:
Blue Violet

9. Least favorite color:
Aqua/Pastels

9. How many rings until you answer the phone?
I let the machine answer my land line, cellphone only gives me 30 seconds to answer, if that and since it's a musical ring tone, I have no idea how many "rings" it takes to answer.

10. Future child's name:
Boy: Murdoc, 'Bo, Jiece, Jason, Lucifer
Girl: Raven, Jade, Jenna, Maci (Pronounced May-see), Moira
Not that I ever plan to have -any- future meatsacks...

11. Chocolate or Vanilla?
CHOCOLATE!!! *is eating a chocolate poptart right now!*

12. Do you like to drive fast?
I don't drive.

13. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
...Sometimes when the kitty isn't around.

14. Do you like thunderstorms?
FUCK YES! :D LET 'EM ROAR ZEUS! LET 'EM ROAR!!

15. What was your first car?
Don't have one.

16. What is your star sign?
Western - Cancer
Eastern - Rat
(I'm always stuck with the loser animals. T_T)

17. Do you eat the stems of broccoli?
HISSSSSS!

18. If you could have any job, what would it be?
Pixel Artist, Cartoon Voice actor, Producer, Video game maker... take your pic.

19. If you could have any color hair, what would it be?
I kinda like my hair color... I tried dying it raven Black once but it didn't work out.

20. Is the glass half full or half empty?
Empty. Quit being a fucking optimist! D<

21. What is your favorite movie?
-.-; No idea... Changes with the wind.

22. Do you type with your fingers on the right keys?
...WTF? This question doesn't make a hell of a lot of sense. Does my right hand stay on it's side of the board? Most of the time... Do I use the key/#pad, yes. Do I make typos? All the fucking time.

23. What’s under your bed?
I'm afraid to find out.

24. What is your favorite number?
6 & 7

25. Favorite sport to watch?
BLOOD sports.

26. Your single biggest intense pain?
Having a malfunctioning digestive system since birth. T_T

27. Person most likely to respond?
No one. I have no friends. ;-;

28. Person you sent this to who is least likely to respond?
I'm not sending it to anyone :P

29. Ketchup or mustard?
KETCHUP! Seriously, who the fuck is going to choose mustard?

31. Hamburger or hot dog?
BURGERS! I'm like, addicted to those things. Can't stand hotdogs though... Unless they're scary city franks. P:

32. Fuck!
...You too. :P

33. The best place you have ever been?
My own mind.

34. What is your screen saver?
I don't use one. *slaps own hand* Bad, bad Michelle.

35. What is your favorite fast food place?
Arby's.

36. What are your favorite dog breeds?
LOATHE, Dogs. D< Kill them all.

37. Your nickname(s)?
Mich, Noir and Apple... My sister is disturbed. XD

38. Have you ever been kissed by the opposite gender?
Yeah.

39. What annoys you the most?
. . . A comprehensive list could take weeks.

40. What’s your crush's name?
...Daggett. [Link]

41. What’s your best friend’s name?
Lindsay... Although she's been on thin ice lately.

42. Which celebrity annoys you the most?
I don't usually pay attention to that sort of thing but I'll say whomever occupies the top 10 list in popular music these days.

43. What type of music do you like the most?
Hard rock, Metal, classic metal, classical... Hell. Pretty much anything as long as it isn't rap or country.

44. Fuck, I deleted it by accident!
And you couldn't re-write it because...

45. FUCK AGAIN!
HEY! First time is free, after that you gotta start earning your keep.

46. Okay, If you and one other person could be alone on the entire earth, who'd it be?
*eyes Daggett evily* Yes, my guy is fictional. The best men always are!... Well, except for Twilight and Final Fantasy. XD

47. Are you a righty or a lefty?
Righty

48. What's your favorite TV show?
Cartoon: Wolverine & the X-men currently
Live: DS9

49. If you could make-out with any fictional character, who would it be?
DAGGETT!!! :D Or Lobo... XD

50. If you could say or do anything to Johnny Depp, what would you do?
How much "acting" is really involved with the "running like a fag" bit in POTC?

51. What is your favorite book(s) or author?
Don't have one...

52. If someone stole your wallet/ bag what would you do?
Freak and murder them if I happen to catch them. Seriously. Touch my shit and it's the end of you. D<

53. Would you/have you ever had someones name tattoo'ed on your body?
Fuck no. I don't need a tattoo to prove you love me/vice versa. I need your loyalty and devotion.

54. How many fingers am I holding up?
...

55. Where's mother?
At the apartment I imagine.

56. Do you know the Muffin Man? If so, then who is he, and where does he live?
Not... personally but I hear he's in a legal battle with Lady Gaga about the improper use of/failed attempt to pervert the word, "Muffin" in Poker face.

57. Who's your favorite pirate?
Jack Sparrow.

58. Who's your favorite ninja?
Raphael (FUCK NARUTO!)

59. If you were to choose another place and period of history to live, where and when would it be?
Oh geez... I dunno. I kinda don't fit any era, including the one I'm living in now. Can't I go to the future instead?

60. Ice cream or pastries?
Pastries... I can't eat ice cream sadly ;-; but if I could, I would so pick it.

61. If you can be born again for the same life, would you do that?
Only if I could remember my previous life and do things differently.

62. What is your favorite animal?
Mythical: Dragons
Extinct: Utahraptor
Alive: Cats (Wild and Domestic)

64. What is your object in life?
A dildo... OH WAIT-

65. What do you see first every morning when you wake up?
The cat, back of the couch, tv, my scary as hell ryuk pillow... Depends which way I'm facing. XD

66. What is your computer wallpaper (Background.)?
[Link]

67. Since this is an art community, what inspires your art the most?
TV/Holidays.

68. Do YOU iPod?
Nope.

69.) Would you train a monkey for $20 dollars?
Fuck no.

70) Do you ever go to church?
Used to but when I started bleeding, I stopped screwin' around.

71. Lyk OMG am I a n00b???
In every sense of the... is that even a word?

72. Is your mind corrupt?
Nahhhh. Well you know, a little dark, a little gloomy and hey, full of dead people, what are you going to do?

73. What comes to mind when you hear "My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and they're like, it's better than yours! Said damn right, it's better than yours!"?
... Nothing.

75. why is arctictransfuse so gay?
...Because you're an expert on the subject. :P (Srsly, who the fuck is that?)

76. Do you hate KP-chan?
Whooo?

77. Which browser do you use?
FF/Opera

78: What are you wearing right now?
These bitchin black cargo-ish pants. They're awesome.

79: What did you last eat?
Chocolate poptart...

80: Do you have a chronic illness of some kind?
IBS... What? it's a very common problem :P You probably have it and don't know it.

81: What is hiding in your closet?
Closet? What closet? I live out of a garbage bag!

82: Do you regret anything?
Pretty much everything.

83: What's the hardest thing about growing up?
Maturity/Growing up period/adult entertainment. (Seriously, drinking oneself stupid, fucking strangers and leaping off cliffs just doesn't do anything for me.)

84: If you could have any power, what would it be?
Shapeshifting, Super Strength or immortality.

85: Stupidest thing you've ever done?
Agreeing to make Halloween Pixels for Gaia is at the top of the list right now.

- My ultra sound came back... Normal.
I was more pissed than happy because I was so looking forward to an answer.

- It's September...

- My meds are wearing off/not strong enough.
Might have to up the dose.

- Just over a month until Halloween.
*slight PANIC*

- I have no idea how I'm going to manage/update shit for Halloween
(Both online and offline)

- Just starting pixels for this Halloween/finishing pixels for last years Halloween.

- Kitty's doing fine.

- I'm on a nocturnal schedule again.
I feel good but I feel bad for missing all the good days we have left.

Welp, kitty [Kai] almost got run over for the second time in front of me. -.-; I swear to God that cat likes giving me heart failure.

I'm not even sure which I'm more angry with. The cat for not listening and running out on to the street with on coming traffic or me for squealing "STOP!!!" like a whiny little bitch again. Augh.

Seriously, I think I need to stop speaking out loud how much of a jackass of fictional jackassery god is... For he seems to be making me pay for it big time and he's being mean about it.

Good news: Looks like Kai's here to stay, he loves us and has had zero problems adjusting to the house.
Bad news: He only lets me get about 4-5hrs sleep a night. SIX, if I'm lucky.

Good news: Kai's learned to use the litter box tonight. \o/
Bad news: But... he did it with #2. X_X

Good news: Kai kept it "contained" but...
Bad news: Like my mom's cat Wishbone, Kai doesn't "flush." (Cover it over.)

Good news: Mom was going to see if Wayne could come home early to move/clean the litter box.
Bad news: I couldn't wait anymore and did it myself. OMG, NEVER AGAIN! (I can still TASTE that smell. xox )

Good news: Regardless, Wayne is taking the litter box downstairs tonight.
Bad news: He'll probably let it go to seed/wasting litter so I'll have to keep changing it.

Good news: Kai is a perfect cat in many ways. He's relatively clean, has a gorgeous coat and a temperament to match.
Bad news: Kai is sick/infested with fleas and has the runs. Treatment isn't an option right now either. e.e

Good news: Mom feeds these two cute, little strays at the apartment.
Bad news: One of them got run over two nights ago.

Good news: One of the fellow residents, took it to the ASPCA.
Bad news: The ASPCA seems to have "misplaced" said cat, saying no cat "matching that description" had come in.

Good news: The landlady who feeds/cares for the cats too, called and inquired about said cat.
Bad news: Not only was she told that no cat existed but if it had come in "that damaged" it would be "most likely be euthanized" the moment it came in the door due to lack of funding/space. -.-'
(They only have themselves to blame for that. Rude little crotch sniffers.)

Good news: Pissed off, the landlady went down there to see for herself.
Bad news: I don't know if she found the cat or not.

Good news: Mom got the apartment semi clean yesterday/today...
Bad news: Only to have the plumber guy cancel yesterday and try to charge her $400 dollars today. (To install a sink. It's the landlady's/owners responsibility to pay for shit like this. She's already gone six months without!)

Good news: Despite the storm, mom made it to work with little to no problems.
Bad news: Rick, her boyfriend, mistakenly exchanged numbers with this other lady and neglected to tell her [mom].

Good news: Things seemed to be running smoothly at work...
Bad news: Until said lady showed up and thanked Val for inviting her... only to find out that Rick did w/o her knowledge.

Good news: Mom will be getting off work soon.
Bad news: I have no idea what mood she'll be in.

Fuck. My. Life.

...just continues to be bad.

Let's see, what's happened since the last update?

- Kai chased a baby skunk but luckily, didn't get sprayed.
- Kai almost got run over again due to my sister being a dunce; thinking "now" is "later" and "later" is "now." e.e
- Money is so tight, we can't even afford to get TEA, let alone a donut.
- I had to rebook my ultrasound, twice.
- I almost dropped my cellphone in to the toilet
- My digestive tract is rebelling

And just TODAY...
- I stay up all night so I don't miss my ultrasound
- In the few hours before my ultrasound I knock over my change jar
- And my fan takes a DIVE out of my second story window.
- It still works. o.O
- ( I got the biggest bitch to do my ultrasound! )
- Oh, and my moms stray kitten she feeds at the apartment, got run over tonight by someone.
We didn't see who it was but it's alive... barely. Moms neighbor rushed it to their vets/the humane society and I swear to god, if they don't fucking tell us what happened to the god damned animal this time, I'm going to euthanize those dog-humping, cat blowing, animal lovers in the most INHUMANE way possible!
Edit: And I dislocated my knee 3-4hrs after writing this entry. -.- Fucking cats.

Sigh... Seriously? Did I kill someone in a past life or is this about the stick of rocket candy I stole when I was like, 15? (I'm so fucking bad ass, I know.)

Anywhosit! I'm just here to update on Teds condition. We got him to laugh, rant and rave last night and he slept over and now he's numb. Which is understandable. I was in a funk for a good MONTH when my kitty died...

However, I can't help but be upset with him. He should've taken the cat to a clinic, money or no money. He could've signed the cat over if he had to and he keeps telling himself "She was too far gone." to make himself feel better but ya know, he shouldn't be allowed to feel better IMO. The cat was FIVE. FIVE! That's a baby by today's standards! I also have the strongest feeling ever that, unlike blackie, this problem was easily fixable.

Mom says "Well sometimes even with help they only make it to two or three."
"But at least they tried and ya know, I bet this could've been prevented if the cats got their fucking shots and got fixed!" I shout on the phone, mad as hell.

Not at her or him, but his dad. I KNOW that prick is holding out on his family and he's too fucking cheap for proper vet care... WHICH leaves me with a nasty moral dilemma. Ted has other cats at that deplorable home, I know none of them are fixed or properly vaccinated and if Chichi had something they all could catch, good lord. So my choice is, let him grieve for a month, letting the other cats die of the same infection or forgo his grief, report his FATHER to the ASPCA and get those cats out of there...

Either scenario will kill Ted or make him go suicidal but what can I do? His dad is a hoarder. He even feeds/tries to tame the wildlife and even though I'm supposed to be there for Ted, his cats have most of my concern.

Okay, quick post cause I'm on the clock here:
During the past week and a bit:
- Bills are not getting paid on time
- Grans pissant neighbors are driving her to an early grave with their month long construction.
- Mom's car breaks down
- Wayne/Rick are being drama queens, more than usual.
- Kai gets a mysterious cut on his forehead
- My comp goes haywire. (Because of a LOOSE WIRE! XD)
- Mom's car develops a SECONDARY problem at the shop. -.-
- Huge ass storm last night knocks out the power temporarily. (I saw it. Fucking bitchin' moment.)
- Kai sleeps with me in bed and gives me FLEAS!
- My feet are bit to shit. DX
- Kai also sneezed on me, sending my allergies through the roof.
- Kai got in to a fight with the other, new resident male. A -completely- white tabby.
- And now, JUST NOW, Ted's cat died. And it was his birthday today. (Well, yesterday now.)

Going to go pick him up. Later.

Edit: And my PERIOD just started... LOL! XD I gotta stop asking "Wha-" *shuts up*

( Got a new kitty... )

( Kai almost got RUN OVER tonight! )

( Tiggers owner is still a cunt and then some. )

( Computer Drama )

( Online Crapola )

( Health Issues )

Well that's all I can remember right now. I'm dead as a doornail. Hopefully, I won't be haunted by images of my new kitty getting run over. T_T

Lobo is getting his own movie. Should be great news to those that love him but no, it's in fact the worst thing that I/we could hear right now. Not only is it going to be directed by the same prick who brought us Bitchney Spears [Joseph Kahn] -- SERIOUSLY?! DEL TORO FROM HELLBOY WOULD DO A BETTER JOB! (And he's shit.) -- But the movie rating is going to be PG-13...

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! Did you even WATCH Wolverine Origins, Mr. Producer?! [Joel Silver]

Read the fucking article before continuing.












Waaaiit a minute... Did I read that right? "Avatar effects"... PLEASE tell me he's not talking about Avatar: The Last Air Bender?! Cause if he is, this fuck needs to be shot in the nuts, and then the head... but only after drowning his bleeding lions in about 2L's of Vodka... then setting it on fire... Just because. ♥

Oookay. This is one of the few testaments that shows how much I pay attention to the media circuit. Apparently it's this movie that's been in production for a millenia and has been hyped up as hell by both the media and fans of the creator. Will that be enough to save Lobo from this travesty? Probably not.

*Heavy-misery ridden-sigh* It's been hard enough keeping Lobo alive over the past 10 years he's been out of the comics. What the hell is Silver trying to do? Kill him off entirely?
No one aside from Keith and Roger has been able to bring Justice to Lobo - (DC's lack of advertising didn't help matters either) - and because of that, Lobo went from one of the most popular DC characters, to some big mook people bring out to either stir shit up or make fun of at his expense and while I don't know how they manage to do this but they always manage to get his personality WRONG. --

God!, I just want to blow up every theater within a ten mile radius of here... or off myself. Seriously, I'd be less offended if you shot my dog. (Not that I have one.) Ya see, I love Lobo, to DEATH here. He's probably one of my -if not THEE- most serious "fictional obsessions" I've had. (And no, I'm not afraid to admit this.) I feel in love with the bastich at 11 years old and it's still burning strong at 25. He's just one character I've never been able to let go. Oh sure, I find other guys to obsess over for a little while but eventually, I end up going back to Lobo like a stray dog.

... Heaven help any man who falls in love with me. (He's got one hell of a shadow to fill... Not that I'd date Lobo (or a wanna-be) in a heartfelt relationship. It would be more like, "You horny?" - "Yeah." - "Wanna do it?" - "Frag yes." kind of thing. XD)

So yeah. The next couple of years is going to be hell for me. IMDB says there's a "Lobo film in development" and the date next to it is 2010... Let's hope that 2012 zombie disaster can't tell time and hit us a little earlier than expected. (That's when the VENOM spin off is coming out... Ironically.)

...My life should be a TV show. I'm not fucking kidding. I've had to deal with so much shit in my life- For example! I've had a boyfriend immigrate himself over the boarder to see me, only to have the "men in black" take him away the following Monday. I've also been kicked out of another boyfriends house, in a strange city, in the rain, with no money and no phone and as if that wasn't strange enough by itself!~ I was rescued by one of my cousins who just happens to show up at the shopping center I was hiding [from the rain].

But tonight... Tonight, takes the cake. I-I don't think I can even begin to describe how my night has gone... but here goes.

As you've probably guessed from the title, this little drama involves one of my friends from overseas. For his sake, (although why I even care anymore is beyond me) I'm going to address him as Blockhead because, let's face it, not only is the name well deserved but this is a really fucking embarrassing story.

The night starts innocently enough. I'm sitting at my desk, just futzing around in Subeta's Wardrobe when at 10:34PM, Blockhead messages me and... well, I'm going to let the conversation speak for itself...

( Chat Log - Please forgive his horrid spelling/grammar )

( Cut to save space, NOT to undermine the importance of all this. )

( The Aftermath )

Welp, that's it for me kids. Between my friends distracting me, online crap and my own body rebelling from lack of sleep; this entry took like, 8 hours to write on and off. XD Sorry if some bits don't make sense. I am writing this sleep deprived.
Night all.

Happy Birthday Canada... *finger twirl* As if there's anything to be happy about... ( Canada Day got canceled for Toronto. )

Now about my hospital visit... That's right. I went to the hospital- *looks at clock* Day before yesterday now. [Monday.] -- Turns out I'm fine... well, mostly fine. I was seriously backed up, (which the laxatives are taking care of now), dehydrated, low potassium and I suffer(ed) from nasty anxiety. Aside from all that however, I'm A.O.K! No Diabetes, no signs of infections, etc... Although I doubt they checked for cancers, etc in the blood.

So YAY for being healthy! :D
( A list of things I need to do to keep healthy )

My hopes is that I'll be healthy enough to enjoy my birthday on the 7th... Speakin of. I'm kind of half and half this year. Part of me really wants to throw something decent and the other doesn't even want to bother with any of it. I want to have a BBQ but I haven't even given my mother a birthday list yet.
Partially because I don't even know what to ask for... My x-box 360 ELITE is still sitting in it's box, FROM TWO YEARS AGO! XD God I hope it still works!

If any of you have any ideas, please let me know!

Edit @ 11:02PM: You know, I started this entry around 2AM this [Wednesday] morning and I was going to tell you about my hospital visit but ya know what? Fuck it. I'm tired and I would like to post this BEFORE Canada Day is over for the East Coast.

I will say this however, it was good and bad. 3/5 Nurses had sand in their snatches, the doc was nice and I got to meet a whole array of fucking hilarious characters at the hospital. So all in all, it was worth the trip.

"He's dead Jim."

Seriously, why do people love Michael Jackson so? The guy, FUCKED CHILDREN! I don't care if he was never convicted, you know as well as I know that this system is corrupt, especially when it comes to celebrities. However, I must say I'm disappointed in how he died. When I first caught wind of this, the first question that came to mind was, "So which kid [finally] did him in?"

But no, it was a heart attack that killed him... Ah well. I'm sure his rape victims are happy and that's all that counts in the end.

So! Enough about some dead pedophile, let's update you on my condition.

( I talk too much )

Also, Wayne found my skull ring! :D Bonus!