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[ | | SATURDAY, MARCH 11, ] |
HEY YOU. GUESS WHAT.
I got a new journal. Why? Because I need a change. I see it as a "Spring Cleaning" of sorts. So add THE NEW JOURNAL to your friends, if you want, and then take this piece of crap off because I won't be updating it again after this. Ever. I'll most likely delete it after a while.
I'm not adding people to my friend list on the new journal unless they add me first OR if they request that I just add them (like Heather did). That way I know who's tired of me and who isn't. Whoo!
So yeah. Good-bye to First Sin and Hello to Visual Zombie. OMG. BIG SURPRISE THERE. I'm so easy to find on the internet. :B
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[ | | SUNDAY, DECEMBER 04, ] |
FRIENDS ONLY No rules or guidelines. I don't care. Add and you will be added back. Thassit. Hooray for you. <3
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| Rarararara. |
[ | | THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 24, ] |
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Rayne is feeling pretty pissed. lawl o rly? xDD
Yeah. But Rayne is feeling pretty good, too. Why?
Because...I am Batman. :3
The ride home today was FUN. My sister and I almost killed each other. I just wanted to sleeeeep. Sleep? SLEEP?! No! Her damn mood swings would have none of that! So...I'm really tired right now. Can't sleep though. I'm a tad wired. ::le twitch:: I just rhymed. Dammit. Vivian needs to get her arse online before I throw a brick through her window. I'LL DO IT. Don't think I won't 'cause I will. I'm CRAZY.
Oh, le siiigh. Rayne thinks too much. Rayne should be strapped to a table and have her brain scooped out with a rusty old spoon. Or...at least just part of it. Like...the human part. The rest can stay. That way Rayne would sit in her room all the live-long day just staring out the window. Someone could walk in and ask, "Oh, Rayne, how has your day been?" And she'll gaze at them blankly and give them a nod and a slow blink before going back to her window to watch the butterflies and the swallows that swoop down to eat the butterflies. When night falls, she'll watch as the stars move from just above the hills to way up in the center of the sky. The whole thing will start all over again the next day. Nice, non?
Hmm, or not. I don't know, really. Perhaps that was actually rather...disturbing. Oh, I can never tell anymore. e.e I like staring out windows with my normal brain anyway. What would the difference be? Sheesh.
Hah. Wow, I sure know how to ramble on about nothing of much importance, eh? I do that a lot. Gets worse every year it seems. I think by the time I'm 52 (Fifty-two is a good number) I'll be one of those silly old ladies that stand behind you in line at the grocery store. You know the ones...they catch a glimpse of something in your posession and are able to automatically connect it with some meager experience of theirs. Usually it's something about their cat, or son or grandson, or their late husband, or some handsome young pool boy...depending on the old lady. Sneaky little witches, some of them.
I'm doing it again, aren't I? Haha! I must really be tired. S'good to be home.
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| Achtung Play Time |
[ | | SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 20, ] |
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EDIT: I CHANGED SOME OF THE PRICES. DETAILS UNDER THE CUT.
Okay. So, since I wasn't able to take on that likkle Gothic Lolita modeling job yesterday up in Austin...::le sigh:: I need cash fast. :\
Those paintings that I wanted to sell a while back but never did...$25 each. Heather, you still want those two? (Or was it three? I can't remember which ones you wanted.) I think other than those I have one other that I want to sell, but right now it's at school. I should have it back after the break. I think I might sell that one for $35 though. I'll post pics later. $5 LESS and I'll paint a whole other picture for you. I mean it this time. I'm really selling them. Annnd besides all that, I'll be selling prints for $5 each. See the cut down there for the stuff that'll be up for print. They'll be on that nice paper even though they will only be normal letter size, I guess. Hooray.
It's not exactly for a good cause. I just want my military::coughfetishcough:: clothes before 2006. Eh heh heh. ^^;;
Please? Pleeeease? Pretty please? Leave a comment, e-mail me (visualzombie@yahoo.com), or attack me on AIM (Brom Cassidy).
Here's what I have up for grabs: ( Under the Cut )
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| Eric... |
[ | | WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, ] |
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That's a lovely dress you're wearing.
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