Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 (
azurelunatic) wrote2003-09-18 02:48 am
slpee? Where is the slpee?
Somehow, I seem to be awake.
It seems to be Decorating Season again. I put up hooks on which to hang my hats, I matched the one random rose pin to the one random teal-and-purple hat, I got a bandanna that I didn't even think I'd wear, that turns out to be awesome; I decided that I like my "Slytherin Princess" makeup (silver glitter with green eyeshadow, fire engine red lipstick toned down with the green I never wear), especially in combination with the yin/yang bandanna over my hair.
I really wish I'd pick on design theme and be able to like it forever. Somehow, though, there are a bajillion of them, and I love them all. The current themesetter for my room is now the beanbag chair, the dark blue background and the gold sun/moon/star/zodiac design. I'd love to be able to go with a space theme, but then there are my roses, and the aurora borealis goes nicely with the space theme, and I'm too much of a fan to ever give up my posters, and I like dragons and candles and high-tech equipments.
Oh, and there's always the one obligatory penguin. Every geek needs one penguin, unless they're a diehard mac/windows/other-non-*nix fanatic.
So I'm space and pink and fluorescent and sky (day and night) and fen and then gothywitchyswirly to boot. And black and silver...
Oh! this explains everything! I know why I'm talking about this. Because I like to make things all pretty and match. It matters to me. I like playing with makeup, too. I think I look a lot like Shanna. We took pictures, and I think I look a lot like Shanna.
I wish she'd organize the top of her closet. She told me to not mess with any of that stuff up there. Not safe for me to. I think it would be safe; it's only bottles. But she doesn't trust me with a ten foot pole, she says, and she says Darkside's going to back her up on that one, as far as the booze is concerned. That's OK. I'll get her to organize them. And to put that cardboard box in the shed or throw it out or something.
I really need to get some new sheets. And a new bed. You think Mama would get us a new bed? Because it's really getting bizarre. A bed, a proper one, would be good. I like the mirrors on the wall. I liked the mirrors at the old house. I bet she'd be mad at me if I stayed up until morning playing with the wax. I miss talking with Dot. I remember standing at the window, playing with the candle that was purple wax, giggling with Dot about stuff. That was fun. I like having girl friends.
She says I should do this. There, is that better?
Shawn always would borrow our lunch at school. I didn't mind. I'd get the carrot sticks and the apple. He'd take my sandwich and my cookies. Well, I might get one cookie sometimes. Mama didn't like that much. I drew stars on my sandwich with mustard. I really should have gotten a pretty silver star then. It would have explained so much to everybody. I think I should have asked -- um, I can't remember the name she wanted me to call her -- she was the blonde lesbian who did martial arts. Savil! That's the name she wants. She doesn't go by her real name online. She's lots of fun. She got divorced from her wife a while ago. Something about infidelity, her wife's. Poor girl.
Ohhhh, and that one guy! the one who I never slept with! The best lover I never slept with! I still keep in touch with him. He and his wife are trying to have a baby now. How weird is that?
I wonder how River's doing. He's so good in bed. He saved my life that one time. I'm glad. He's a sweetie. I think he probably needs hugs. He and
swallowtayle are good for each other.
She says we don't want to crash Semagic again. 'K. Posting.
It seems to be Decorating Season again. I put up hooks on which to hang my hats, I matched the one random rose pin to the one random teal-and-purple hat, I got a bandanna that I didn't even think I'd wear, that turns out to be awesome; I decided that I like my "Slytherin Princess" makeup (silver glitter with green eyeshadow, fire engine red lipstick toned down with the green I never wear), especially in combination with the yin/yang bandanna over my hair.
I really wish I'd pick on design theme and be able to like it forever. Somehow, though, there are a bajillion of them, and I love them all. The current themesetter for my room is now the beanbag chair, the dark blue background and the gold sun/moon/star/zodiac design. I'd love to be able to go with a space theme, but then there are my roses, and the aurora borealis goes nicely with the space theme, and I'm too much of a fan to ever give up my posters, and I like dragons and candles and high-tech equipments.
Oh, and there's always the one obligatory penguin. Every geek needs one penguin, unless they're a diehard mac/windows/other-non-*nix fanatic.
So I'm space and pink and fluorescent and sky (day and night) and fen and then gothywitchyswirly to boot. And black and silver...
Oh! this explains everything! I know why I'm talking about this. Because I like to make things all pretty and match. It matters to me. I like playing with makeup, too. I think I look a lot like Shanna. We took pictures, and I think I look a lot like Shanna.
I wish she'd organize the top of her closet. She told me to not mess with any of that stuff up there. Not safe for me to. I think it would be safe; it's only bottles. But she doesn't trust me with a ten foot pole, she says, and she says Darkside's going to back her up on that one, as far as the booze is concerned. That's OK. I'll get her to organize them. And to put that cardboard box in the shed or throw it out or something.
I really need to get some new sheets. And a new bed. You think Mama would get us a new bed? Because it's really getting bizarre. A bed, a proper one, would be good. I like the mirrors on the wall. I liked the mirrors at the old house. I bet she'd be mad at me if I stayed up until morning playing with the wax. I miss talking with Dot. I remember standing at the window, playing with the candle that was purple wax, giggling with Dot about stuff. That was fun. I like having girl friends.
She says I should do this. There, is that better?
Shawn always would borrow our lunch at school. I didn't mind. I'd get the carrot sticks and the apple. He'd take my sandwich and my cookies. Well, I might get one cookie sometimes. Mama didn't like that much. I drew stars on my sandwich with mustard. I really should have gotten a pretty silver star then. It would have explained so much to everybody. I think I should have asked -- um, I can't remember the name she wanted me to call her -- she was the blonde lesbian who did martial arts. Savil! That's the name she wants. She doesn't go by her real name online. She's lots of fun. She got divorced from her wife a while ago. Something about infidelity, her wife's. Poor girl.
Ohhhh, and that one guy! the one who I never slept with! The best lover I never slept with! I still keep in touch with him. He and his wife are trying to have a baby now. How weird is that?
I wonder how River's doing. He's so good in bed. He saved my life that one time. I'm glad. He's a sweetie. I think he probably needs hugs. He and
She says we don't want to crash Semagic again. 'K. Posting.
