Nephilim Bastille

Quiz

2005-11-02T00:58:29Z

You're Siouxsie and the Banshees, the grandmother
and grandfather's of goth. You're gorgeous,
but a bit of an elitist bitch. Oh well, you're
entitled.

What Goth Band Are You?
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Yep. That's about right. Which is AMAZINGLY funny, because I'm listening to them right now.

I'm pretty sure the majority of the people who take the quizzes I post probably won't be taking this one.

ohgoditseric @ 2005-10-18T13:14:00

2005-10-18T17:15:26Z

You fit in with:
Spiritualism

Your ideals are mostly spiritual, but in an individualistic way. While spirituality is very important in your life, organized religion itself may not be for you. It is best for you to seek these things on your own terms.

40% spiritual.
100% reason-oriented.

Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Hm. I agree with my position on the spectrum, but I do not agree with the placement of agnosticism. Agnosticism is too broad to be placed like that. Oh well.

ohgoditseric @ 2005-10-15T20:07:00

2005-10-16T00:08:02Z

The Harlequin
You scored 50% Cardinal, 48% Monk, 35% Lady, and 29% Knight!

You are a mystery, a jack-of-all-trades. You have the king's ear, but also listen to murmurings of the common folk. You believe in the value of force and also literature. Truly you are the puzzlement of the age.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 75% on Cardinal

You scored higher than 67% on Monk

You scored higher than 20% on Lady

You scored higher than 8% on Knight

Link: The Who Would You Be in 1400 AD Test written by KnightlyKnave on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

ohgoditseric @ 2005-10-07T22:57:00

2005-10-08T02:58:10Z

Today, I found a similarity between Eric and I.

We both like cottage cheese.

So far, that is all that I have discovered.

Well, other than the "gay" thing, but as far as I'm concerned that's not much of a similarity, anymore.

siklufiuhldf

2005-10-06T01:10:31Z

I have lost everything short of my virginity, today. First, my miscellaneous notebook, which had my speech piece and several other documents of importance within. Second, my calculator. I ahve torn apart my room looking for it. I could've sworn that I had it, earlier today. I can't find it ANYWHERE. However, on my way out to my car to see if it was in there (which it was not), I saw two daddy long legs having sex. That was cool.

I am so drained. I can't do my math homework without the fucking calculator, and I'm not finished with my AP lit. short story essay (two pages into it, though). I don't know what to do, anymore.

This is ridiculous.

On the top side, Chloe photoshopped this for me:

ohgoditseric @ 2005-09-30T20:29:00

2005-10-01T00:29:47Z

I want a significant other.

ohgoditseric @ 2005-09-19T22:47:00

2005-09-20T02:48:49Z

You are a
Social Liberal
(76% permissive)

and an...
Economic Liberal
(20% permissive)

You are best described as a:

Socialist

Link: The Politics Test on Ok Cupid

I'm set right over Hillary Clinton's FACE. I'll be sure to vote for her in the next election. Or the 2012 election, assuming she isn't killed by then. hmm... I'm surprised there isn't a "Communist" region...

ohgoditseric @ 2005-09-16T06:49:00

2005-09-16T10:49:21Z

I think I know what I'm going to be for Halloween.

An emokid.

Stupid Quiz

2005-09-14T22:22:07Z

Big-hearted my ass...

Your dating personality profile:

Liberal - Politics matters to you, and you aren't afraid to share your left-leaning views. You would never be caught voting for a conservative candidate.
Big-Hearted - You are a kind and caring person. Your warmth is inviting, and your heart is a wellspring of love.
Practical - You are a down-to-earth individual who is not impressed with material excess. You care about the stuff of like that really matters.

Your date match profile:

Intellectual - You seek out intelligence. Idle chit-chat is not what you are after. You prefer your date who can stimulate your mind.
Big-Hearted - You want someone compassionate, someone gentle and kind. A loving, nurturing person will fill that hole in your life.
Stylish - You cannot put up with someone who is lacking in style. You want an original, someone with flare, someone with good taste.

Your Top Ten Traits

1. Liberal
2. Big-Hearted
3. Practical
4. Intellectual
5. Stylish
6. Adventurous
7. Wealthy/Ambitious
8. Shy
9. Sensual
10. Romantic

Your Top Ten Match Traits

1. Intellectual
2. Big-Hearted
3. Stylish
4. Practical
5. Adventurous
6. Wealthy/Ambitious
7. Outgoing
8. Conservative
9. Traditional
10. Romantic

Take the Online Dating Profile Quiz at Dating Diversions

ohgoditseric @ 2005-09-08T21:38:00

2005-09-09T01:40:28Z

http://tubbyandfriends.ytmnd.com/

Yeah. So. We don't know who did this. But, Justin....

XDarkXSkullX138X: But if I find whoever did it..
Oh God Its Eric: I'm not really pissed XP
XDarkXSkullX138X: Nothing good will ever come of what would happen

yeah. he's angry.

But, what pisses me off most is that that picture of me sucks.

If anyone happens to have any information on this... please, send it to me. I will not STAND for thisss!!

Zach, the person who took the photograph (it has a tag on it), sent an e-mail to whoever owns the site. So. Yeah.

The Night

2005-09-05T04:13:14Z

You scored as Loner.

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Loner

75%

Goth

69%

Drama nerd

50%

Geek

38%

Ghetto gangsta

31%

Punk/Rebel

25%

Stoner

Prep/Jock/Cheerleader

What's Your High School Stereotype?
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That was seriously one of the stupidest quizzes I've taken. Stupidstupidstupid.

In other news, I'm still sick. But, five different people said I looked like Robert Smith, tonight. Which was awesome. because Robert Smith=awesome. yep..

Cheers for Rampant Updates

2005-08-31T00:43:00Z

It's such a lovely irony that when I have the least time to update my journal, I write the most. Cheers for limited time.

So, today, overall, wasn't that terrible. The morning, however, was.

I got myself all prettied up... makeup... large, floofy hair... nice outfit...

And I neglected to take in the rain. Or how hard it was raining, for that matter. Soooo, I grabbed an umbrella, and realised I can't carry my makeup bag, keys, textbook, binders, cell phone, lunch box, messenger bag, and umbrella with two hands and a shoulder. Then, I accidentally opened the umbrella inside. From this point on, I realised the day was going to just suck. So I ended up taking all the loose items first, running back into the house, hauling the messenger bag to the car, then get in.

So far, so good. But I did expend a lot of effort in trying to keep my hair dry with the umbrella. I did, however, succeed. Unfortunately, I did not take into account that I can't take all of my stuff into the school in two trips.

Well, I COULD have, but I had French class at 7:30, this morning.

Sucks.

So, I start my car. Or, atleast, I try to. Took me about four minutes, but I finally got it running, and drove down the driveway, and stopped to turn right at 42. Well... as soon as I hit the brakes... I learned that there is a sporadic leak in my sunroof. Water POURED down from the sunroof, and my hair was no longer dry.

Sucks.

Well, the traffic was really spread out, and not heavy at all, so I made my way onto 42 pretty easily, and made it to school without incident. Alright. Trying to run across a flooded parking lot, in high heels, with a (broken) umbrella + all aforementioned items=not a very easy task. At one point, the umbrella caught the wind and ALMOST flew away from me. But, for the split seconds that it WASN'T over my head, I got drenched. Then I splashed my way through an unseen puddle. Eventually, I made it into school, then into French class, where everyone looked at me strangely. probably because I looked like I had just jumped into a pool with all of my clothes on.

sucks.

Rest of the day went by pretty smoothly, I guess. Boring, but smooth. Senior superlative charts were handed out, today. What fun. Plus I have to do a senior quote. Any suggestions, anyone? I had one a while ago, but I forgot which one it was. In any case, I had a decent amount of homework, tonight. Actually, it's still unfinished, but I need a break right now. I'll probably go make waffles in a second. hmm.

OH, ALSO! Can anyone help me with this? The Middlebury supplement essay prompt is REALLY stupid: "Describe an experience in which your values were tested. How have you grown as a result from this experience?" I'm almost tempted to cop out and say my values are tested every day because of the bigoted, anti-homosexual environment in which I live, but I REALLY don't want to do that. Does anyone have any ideas? (Rough draft of the essay is due in AP lit by Friday).

Je suis finis.

Ridiculousness

2005-08-30T00:58:16Z

You know, I'm really hating homework, right now. But the funny thing is, the most homework I've gotten is from AP Lit. Aaaand... I actually enjoy that homework, to some degree. It's not too difficult, it's actually making me think into things, and it's overall satisfying and enjoyable. Except vocab-searching. That's a pain in the ass.

Math, however... I figured Algebra 2 would be my easiest class. My incompetence with math, however, has apparently decided to spring a trap on me. Or Mr. Padgett sucks at teaching. I seriously don't understand atleast 40% of what he teaches. And it's getting to me. geh. I hate this.

AP Bio seems pretty simple so far, but we haven't had a test yet. So, once Thursday rolls around, I'll update on that one...

Yearbook is... yearbook. Won't be that difficult for a while. Until deadlines roll around, that is. Atleast I don't have to do all the piddly stupidity that the newbies have to do. Yay for being the body text editor.

AP U.S. .... lacks... stimulation. But it's not difficult. Yet. I'm glad I'm in a class of juniors, though. Makes me feel intelligent. Mwhahaha.

And French is ... french. I think I did the wrong homework, though. Ah well. Oh, and there's a cute sophomore in the class. New kid. Probably straight.

But, hey, spaghetti's straight until you cook it, right? And I'm Italian. So... mmmm...

...

2005-08-27T17:26:28Z

fuck I wish I was at UWC.

Edit: Some people really just piss me off. If you know that you piss me off, or that when you are speaking to me that I become pissed off, don't fucking talk to me. I am so sick of whiny little brats asking me to do things when I owe them NOTHING, and when I refuse or I am unable to do what they want, they get all pissy with me, as if they did me some great fucking favour by speaking to me. **explodes**

This Day

2005-08-26T04:58:57Z

School sucked. Blah. Nothing new there. Tons of homework, even though I had NO time to do it. Had to leave home at 5:00 to meet Vyxsin so that I may get ready for a drag show. Left a little late and got turned around downtown, but eventually found my way to her salon. We met up with Kent at ear X-tacy, then left from there to her house. Well, I get to Vyxsin's house, aaaand they offered much less than what I figured they were going to offer. actually, a dress. And it didn't fit me. It was so short that it basically acted as a shirt. So, I used it as a top, with my red splatter pants. This was disappointing... I really wanted to go out in full lingerie and such... blah...

So we leave, and I have to go to Jillian's with Kent and Vyxsin so that they may rehearse a fashion show planned for tomorrow night. Wait around... la la... 7:40 rolls around, they still aren't finished, (drag show supposed to start at 9:30), so I went ahead and did my make-up (which I was dissatisfied with, as a side note). We finally leave at about 8:30, and they go to eat, and direct me to Sumshee's, to which I was to perform. So I'm driving around.... took a wrong turn. And I got lost. Somehow, I ended up in the west end of louisville. Completely. And utterly. Fucking. Lost. IN. THE GHETTO. WITH DRAG. AS A WHITE BOY. AT 9:00 AT NIGHT.

I started crying, and went hysterical trying to find my way out, and I called Davy, and he directed me, street by street, to my destination. I arrive. Bunch of stuck-up queens looking at me all weird because I'm the only goth one in the entire performance.They acted bitchy all night; oh well. Show ended up not starting until fucking 10:40, and I was the last one to go. I was supposed to be home by 11.

In any case, so we go through, blah blah, and I get up and do my performance. By this time I had wanted to die, I had been through too much shit, and I just EXPLODED on my performance, and went CRAZY.

And. I won.

The End.

Stupidity

2005-08-24T02:04:29Z

Good god, this is ridiculous. I've been bogged down with homework for the past two days; hopefully it doesn't continue like this for the rest of the school year. Though, somehow, I'm doubting it won't.

Bellydancing tomorrow. Drag show on Thursday. I hope I don't have just as much homework then as I do now.. From the looks of it, I shouldn't. Even if I do, I'm sure I could ask my teachers for extensions, considering my activities. It's not like I'm a bad student or anything; but I hate asking for extensions. Just seems so... blegh..

Hmm.. I'm running out of clothes. I don't want to wear out all of my favourites; I'm limiting a couple outfits of mine to be worn once every two weeks, maximum. Of course, since I have a majorly difficult time wearing my red splatter pants or my red vinyl pants WITHOUT massive make-up, that shouldn't be too difficult of a goal. Damn mother for disallowing me to wear lipstick and heavy eyeshadow to school! Damn her! Then again, that's probably best considering the fact that I can't exactly afford to use that much makeup a day... But eh well.

I really need to get a pair of pants that fits with one of my new shirts. Hmm..

I have a terrible feeling I'm not going to do well, on Thursday. I know I'll LOOK awesome -- Going to Vyxsin's house, and she's doing my makeup and dressing me up. Then I'll be performing Melissa by Snake Skin... I'm going to ask to be one of the beginning performers, so that I can watch the rest of them and gauge my chances of winning.

Speech Team meeting, tomorrow... should be fun...

I want to start a Gay-Straight Alliance at our school. But I don't know what Gay-Straight Alliances in schools actually DO for activities... I'll have to do some research. I know there's nothing to stop me; it's illegal for the school to bar anyone from making such a club. Mwhaha.

Anyway, I'm out.

Meetup Pictures

2005-08-21T00:01:22Z

Sarah uploaded pictures from Wednesday.

I lost that shirt, on Thursday, and I don't know how. I could've sworn I shoved it into my shoulderbag and threw it on my bed when I got home. I tore apart my room looking for it, plus I looked through my closet and in the dirty clothes to see if it was there. It's no where to be found... and it was fast becoming my favourite shirt, despite my hatred for tank tops. I hope that I accidentally dropped it at Sumshee's and someone picked it up and gives it to me tomorrow... argh...

hm. I'm still not feeling that great, but ah well.

Bunches of stupid homework... and it's the first fucking weekend of school. What kind of shit is that?

for some reason I feel insecure and incomplete if I don't wear full makeup when I'm out of the house, anymore... it makes me a sad butterfly...

Chicago

2005-08-16T21:07:07Z

Chicago.. was definitely... THE highlight of my summer. Oh my god. I had SUCH a good time. I was so sad when we had to leave, but I had a GREAT time. Oh my GOD. I am in LOVE with Kent and Vyxsin for taking me. You have NO idea.

Well, on Sunday, I didn't eat dinner. That was a poor idea. We left for Kent's house immediately after the party, so that he could change, then we went to Kroger to get some snacks for the trip. That in itself was fun, since we were the only two customers in the entire place.

Then we left for Chicago. We talked a lot, stopped and took naps many times, so on and so forth. Eventually we arrived in Chicago at about 10am (Central) without incident. Kent and I put on a leetle makeup (Vyxsin already did at the last rest stop), then we got our travelling bags ready, and made our way into the streets of Chicago!

All the stores were closed, so Kent and Vyxsin were just kind of showing me around, and we were window shopping, et cetera. We stood outside a surplus store for like 10 minutes until it opened (this thing had three freaking floors). It was pretty disappointing; not one of us found a THING that we liked. So we left, walked around for a bit, and decided to go and eat to wait for the stores to open.

We ate at this awesome asian-like restaurant called the Bamboo Garden. And that place... has ruined Mongolian Beef for me. forever. The mongolian beef. was soo. fucking. good. Oh. my god. Kent got it, too, as he apparently loves mongolian beef as much as I do, and we were in heaven. But, damn it, the men's restroom light was OUTSIDE the restroom, and it was off, and I spent a good three minutes trying to find the fucking switch, then I just left the door open and filled up a couple water bottles and figured I'd find a different restroom later on, when the waitress came by and turned on the light for me.

After this, we went from store. to store. to store. I tried on this awesome vinyl dress at The Alley, but it was a bit weird... I didn't like it once I tried it on. Kent found an awesome lacey, very Romantic shirt there, and Vyxsin found a pair of ABSOLUTELY AWESOME high heeled shoes. They are beyond description.

The next few stores were pretty boring... I didn't find anything I liked. I was a bit disappointed; apparently they were, too, and they were reassuring me that The 99th Floor will dictate the entire shopping trip, if it opens (Apparently, the store doesn't even have hours. They told me that goth bands go to Chicago, spend like 10,000 dollars worth of clothing their, and the store doesn't open if the owner doesn't feel like opening. What's with that?!). Vyxsin called and left a message, and we kept shopping.

We got into the gay part of town, and that was fun. Went to a couple stores there; the first one was HEAVEN. PURE. HEAVEN. Like, half the store was dedicated to underwear. I didn't buy any, though... I kind of regret it... gah... ah well, maybe if I go there next time. The second gay store was pretty cool; Vyxsin got a new wig and a wristband there, and I finally found something I liked. It was a sexy sexy sleeveless fishnet shirt with grommet straps built in. Pretty cool. I'm going to wear it to the meetup tomorrow night. They were trying to get me to buy a corset here, but I declined... As we were leaving the store, I noticed I had a voicemail message, and the 99th floor had opened! I was so fucking excited. We were right next door to it, and we rushed into it. From here on in, the shopping trip became euphoric.

Oh. My god. That place. Is so fucking awesome. I bought two shirts (A button-up military shirt, and an acid burned d-ring lycra shirt) and a pair of boots (knee-high strap-and-buckle PVC five-inch heel 2-inch platforms). Kent bought two pairs of vinyl shorts, and an extra pair of glasses, and Vyxsin got a pair of awesome, bulky aviator goggles and a pair of razorblade earrings. I wanted a new pair of goggles, but they didn't have anything in particular that I liked.

(As a side note, none of us bought anything before the 99th floor. The items I mentioned before were just catalogued in our brains, because the 99th Floor dictated the entire shopping trip. So, most of the rest of the day was spent going back to those stores and buying what we wanted.)

The final store we visited was Medusa's Circle. At this point I had very little money, and was sad because I hadn't found a pair of pants that I liked. But! Medusa's Circle was basically an '80's boutique. But, it was an AWESOME '80's boutique. They had all of the awesome fashionable stuff from the '80's. I immediately gravitated to these pair of skin-tight, black pants with a red splatter pattern. Kent went to a similar, but blue with white splatter. We both tried them on, and fell in love. I just bought the red splatter; Kent bought red splatter, white splatter, and a tight Bauhaus rocker shirt. I really wanted a rocker shirt, but didn't have the money. Ah well.

Then we left Chicago... And I'm tired of writing so I'll keep the details to myself.

Miscellaneous Things

2005-08-14T21:05:19Z

Sumshee's in two hours... after that, Chicago.

and I have a very bad sinus headache. It's really upsetting me. I've taken like three different medications, and it hasn't gone away. >.< I'm really worried that I'm going to be miserable during the whole Chicago trip... gah...

well, I got 340 dollars for the trip. Ten dollars short of my goal, but hey, it's better than nothing. Hopefully I'll get some great new stuff. I'm really hoping to find hair falls... But I don't think we will.

I feel like crying. Seriously. Actually, I was crying earlier. I don't know why. Gah. It's annoying.

Brian's party was last night... mmm... left at about 11... got home before it started storming. It feels so nice and relaxing to cuddle up in the dark while it's storming.

Another drag show this Thursday. Come and see me. Sumshee's coffee shop. Ask for directions if you need them. $3 cover. Only three shows left. I hate you if you don't go. XP

I'm out. nothing more to say.

Blargh

2005-08-10T22:20:07Z

Well, I have another show tomorrow. That should be fun. Feel free to come down if you want to see me; show starts at 9:30, should end around 11. Sumshee's Coffee Shop. Ask for directions if you want to go. Three dollars cover charge. My routine's only going to be three minutes, though. And no, you can't come and take pictures to blackmail me. This isn't an alternate life. XP

Erik came by yesterday to give me Nero. Yay! Thanks.

I feel sad and disoriented, for some reason. Not exactly sure why. Summer went by so fast... I didn't get to do everything I wanted. Plus my car's not in very good condition right now, since it stopped THREE TIMES yesterday. Dad said it was because the choke was sticking, but I dunno. I hope that was it... because he apparently fixed it.

CHanged oil, today. I was not meant to be butch. Urgh. X_x

School starts NEXT WEEK OMG KILL ME. I still need a job. car insurance+gas+makeup+clothes=expensive. Someone help me find a job that doesn't deal with food. Please. Anyone?

Chicago on Sunday; should be back Monday night. Shopshopshopshopshop. Whee. I'll be all GoThEd out on the first day of school. prepare to be shocked. Ms. LaGrange is probably going to say something about it, but there's nothing in the dress code against makeup. Bastards.

...speaking of which, I never got a school handbook. Did anyone else get one? weird...

mmm...

It's Picture Time!

2005-08-08T17:14:30Z

Whee. Sarah took many pictures of me, last night, so I shall post them here. By the way, I was attempting to be '80's. Didn't work out as I had it planned in my head.

Need Help Raising Money + Other Things

2005-08-07T04:53:28Z

Alright, people. I have about a week to raise 350 dollars. Aaand basically the only service-skill I have that I can utilise to make this money is cleaning. I can professionally clean leather items (be it clothing, horse tack, bondage gear, or even the leather interior of a car), for a price (obviously). If you or anyone you know needs any such items cleaned, send them to me. Prices vary from item to item, depending on how much cleaning is needed and how large is it. With my mother's help I can also clean the interior of a car professionally (That is ironically about a $300 job, according to mother). So, please, people. I'm needing it now.

So, Vyxsin came over to discuss the Chicago trip, today. It's looking pretty good. As said above, all I need is money.

Only thing that's bothering me is that I am in an emotional and motivational slump right now. I have to actively think about the trip and all the good things happening to be in an excited or much less above-neutral mood. Usually when such euphoric events occur or are in the process of occurring, I do not have to actively think of them to be happy. I just... am.

I don't know. I could name a few things that might be causing them, but a couple of them are emo. Plus there's school. I don't want school to begin. I haven't done all I wish to do for Summer. Gah...

And the effects include my lack of motivation to come up with a routine for this Thursday. I don't really listen to many female musical artists who speak English, so if anyone could throw some at me who would be fun to lip-sync and dance to in drag, feel free. Slutty, up-beat songs are preferred. I want to do The Angry Inch, by Hedwig and the Angry Inch, but I don't have it on CD and I don't have the damned CD burner software... blah...

I'm out..

Many things...

2005-08-05T22:14:07Z

Over the past two days, I have read about 57 pages of The Origin of Species. I have absorbed probably a net total of one and a half pages in that entire reading. Not to mention, while I was on page 51, I slumped over and fell asleep. How sad is that? These next couple of weeks are going to be hellish.

Went to registration, today. It sucked. Had to stay behind and help with literary things. Here is my mixed up, weird-ass schedule (Oddly enough, it's just as it's supposed to be):

Fall Semester
0 - French 3
1 - AP U.S. History
2 - AP Biology
3 - Algebra 2 (so I suck at math...)
4 - Yearbook
5 - AP Lit. and Comp.

Spring Semester
0 - French 3
1 - AP U.S. History
2 - AP Biology
3 - Algebra 3
4 - Study Support (No idea what this is. Thinking it's a study hall sort of thing, but it's with Ms. C-B, so it's acceptablt)
5 - AP Lit and Comp

this year's going to be ... interesting. Ah well, my last year of high school. It will be either utterly abysmal or euphoric. I'm leaning towards the former.

well... I went to the drag show last night. I'm a bit disappointed at my performance, but Vyxsin, Felicia and Sumshee all loved it, apparently. I went up and started my routine, then realised I had my glasses on, so I kept dancing but I took off my glasses and set them down on the table. Then, most all of the routine went perfectly, up until the end.

My breasts had fallen out of the bottom of my bra, and slid down to my stomach.

So I reached down my shirt, pulled them out, and slapped them down on the table, then kept going with the act (even though I did start crying. meh). Vyxsin said she didn't notice that my breasts had moved (the corset kept its form, oddly enough. I have no idea how it happened). So I probably should have just left them and finished the act.

Needless to say, I didn't win. Though I personally think my act was better than the winner (I was DEFINITELY the most passionate person who performed, except for maybe this one other guy, who did very well, but didn't dance, just lipsynced with emotion), though the winner had a FABULOUS outfit on, great makeup, and just overall a great setup. Only thing I had against me was my outfit wasn't the greatest, but I did the best I could with what I had.

Anyway, Vyxsin pulled me aside after the show, and she was really really excited... she loved it, went on about how she was so proud of me, and wow. she kept going on and on about it. It made me feel a lot better. But, she does want me to do the routine again, but she wants to provide me with a different wardrobe, and change the routine a bit at the end.

Kelly took some pictures with her cell phone, so hopefully those will turn out alright...

Felicia also pulled me aside after the show and basically said that even if I don't get into the finals, I will be in the Queens of the Damned shows. That made me happy, too. whee.

anyway, I'm out.

The Past Week

2005-08-03T02:11:11Z

I haven't been updating because I have had little inspiration, and I am thus bored. I'm still working on my trip log, and I should have it finished next week. I've been too busy to work on it, recently.

Alright, so, Sunday was fantastic. I was dressed up awesomely, and I had breasts, and it was fun. And I danced. But all the pictures make me look like crap. I have a couple here, with Vyxsin... we look terrible...

Normally I wouldn't put bad pictures of myself up here, but I've had a lot of good pictures up that I have pre-redeemed myself.

In any case. Thursday, I will be performing in an amateur drag talent show. I will be freeforming to Cinderella, by Snakeskin. I've thrown a little bellydancing and salsa into my routine. I've been practising my ASS off, for this, so you bastards better come and see me. The show starts at 9:30 at Sumshee's Coffee Shop at the corner of Preston and Market in downtown Louisville, a couple blocks down from the Slugger Field. $3 cover charge for audience members. I'll be in a corset, with jiggly breasts! Come and see me! If you need directions, just ask.

Oh, also on Sunday, I was discussing things with Vyxsin, and she wants me to be in the next all ages burlesque show in Louisville. How fucking cool is that? That's like, seriously, something to put on a college application. I am so excited. I'm finally able to do something artsy without having to go through the school or any other sort of annoying mainstream programme with its prejudices. Connections are awesome.

Vyxsin is coming to my house on Saturday to meet my parents, and discuss the upcoming Chicago shopping trip. I really REALLY need to get 300 dollars within ttwo weeks-- no joke. This is cutting it close. I'm freaking out. AAAAAAAAAAAHHH! People, if you come to the show, shove 100 dollar bills down my corset for me. I need them. X_X

Apocalypse

2005-07-29T18:08:01Z

My computer died again. Parents made me take it to Computechnologies. For them to fix it, they had to reinstall Windows XP (Atleast I'm legal, now).

But. everything. is. gone. All my pictures. Irreplacable documents. Probably about 20+ gigs of anime. My gigantic Favourites list. But the documents and pictures are probably the most irreplacable of everything. GAH. Well, my background is down for some odd reason... not entirely sure why. That should be uploaded on the internet... odd... All my icons are gone...... AAAAAAAAH.

*Head explodey*