My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
pleasedas_punch goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as himself.
adaptedmind tricks you! You get a rock.
blasphemusfish tricks you! You get a rotten egg.
carnivaldog tricks you! You get a wet rag.
genetic_outcast gives you 19 red-orange pineapple-flavoured pieces of taffy.
pilar_sama gives you 16 light yellow spearmint-flavoured wafers.
sepp gives you 8 softly glowing pineapple-flavoured gumdrops.
teh_arpil tricks you! You lose 34 pieces of candy!
pleasedas_punch ends up with 9 pieces of candy, a rock, a rotten egg, and a wet rag.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.

lmao it wouldn't load my whole, tiny friends list.

As so with that, I thought I'd take a final walk
The tide of public opinion had started to abate
The neighbours, bless them, had turned out to be all talk
I could see their frightened faces
peering at me through the gate

I was looking for an end to this, for some kind of closure
Time moved so rapidly, I had no hope of keeping track of it
And I thought of my friends who had died of exposure
And I remembered other ones who had died from the lack of it

And in my best shoes I started falling forward down the street
I stopped at a church and jostled through the crowd
And love followed just behind me, panting at my feet
As the steeple tore the stomach from a lonely little cloud

Inside I sat, seeking the presence of a God
I searched through the pictures in a leather-bound book
I found a woolly lamb dozing in an issue of blood
And a gilled Jesus shivering on a fisherman's hook

Babe
It seems so long
Since you've been gone away
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day

Back on the street I saw a great big smiling sun
It was a good day and an evil day and all was bright and new
And it seemed to me that most destruction was being done
By those who could not choose between the two

Amateurs, dilettantes, hacks, cowboys, clones
The streets groan with little Caesars, Napoleons and cunts
With their building blocks and their tiny plastic phones
Counting on their fingers, with crumbs down their fronts

I passed by your garden, saw you with your flowers
The camellias, magnolias, and azaleas so sweet
And I stood there invisible in the panicking crowds
You looked so beautiful in the rising heat
I smell smoke, see little fires bursting on the lawns
People carry on regardless, listening to their hands
Great cracks appear in the pavement, the earth yawns
Bored and disgusted, to do us down

Babe
It seems so long
Since you've been gone
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day

These streets are frozen now. I come and go
Full of a longing for something I do not know
My father sits slumped in the deepening snow
As I search, in and out, above, about, below

Babe
It seems so long
Since you went away
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day

My brother got a new camera, which I decided to test out. It's, uh.. way better quality than the one Ash or I both had before.  Wtf.

Pics are BIG AS FUCK so I could check out the distance vs quality of the camera. Details are still caught even when I'm six or seven feet away from the camera what the god.
( Click here if you like camwhoring! )

These were taken on the day Ash and I spent in the hotel, the day we came home, and possibly the day after (my memory blows). I meant to upload them yesterday (my birthday) but I went narcoleptic and slept the whole night away. There were many more photos than these but they contained even goofier expressions and tomfoolery so I'll keep them to myself.

( CLICK IF YOU HATE YOURSELF. )

Yes, I am really this fucking bored. I stole this from zooni over on FA and deemed it too huge and homo to go in my FA journal. There's too much nuttiness on FA already, I don't need to add to it.


( A big cup of crazy in the morning. )

This is a continuation from this fa journal: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/737758

( The most epic of failures. )

Last night I had amazing collard greens and fried frog's legs. Unfortunately they were from a grocery store and weren't the proper taste or consistency. If I have anymore, I'll catch the frogs myself.

Tonight, I made a heavy beef gumbo and ate two bowls. I can barely move around, I'm so full, and there's a lot left over.

I'm pretty damn content.

I started this journal during a fairly low point in my life.

And you know what? I'm fucking happy. For the first time in a long time, despite continued issues, I am genuinely pleased and content with where I am and what I am, and I'm happily in love with the person I was meant to be with all along.

So, I'm starting this journal over. Expect a lot more happiness, doofiness, and nerdy gushing over stupid shit. And to get the ball rolling? I MAKE SIMS, MOTHERFUCKERS.

( The Sims 2: Grossified )