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What up, 2012?

Sun, 01 Jan 2012 04:44:26 GMT

Sssssso, yeah! Dreamwidth! This stuff, yeah!
Chillin' at the Targhee apartment, because I don't enjoy hordes of people who are all smashed. So yeah.

HEY, LOOK. One of those meme thinguses. Except for THIS YEAR!!

( If you click this, you will be assaulted with MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF TEXT. )

Peace out, 2011. It's been a trip.

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~gasp, pant, pant~

Sun, 24 Apr 2011 04:41:16 GMT

IT'S ALRIGHT, NOBODY MOVE.
I AM VERY MUCH ALIVE!

...Not that anyone missed me. x__x

Yyyyyyyeah, so. I'm pretty much done with this whole 'college' thing. Totally done. Over. Finished. Too much stress, too much... yeah. Just totally done.

To distract myself from the classes that I utterly despise, I've been reading webcomics. I do so very love webcomics.

So here I am to recommend a few.

First off-- Romantically Apocalyptic. Set in a post-nuclear war venue. Read it. You'll laugh, I promise. And you will fall in love with zee Captain.

Nextly-- Gunnerkrigg Court. It's a long one. But the story is SO RIDICULOUSLY INVOLVED that you'll be hooked. I love how the author doesn't let his readers know anything before his main character. And the characters themselves are diverse (and numerous) that you're sure to find someone you can love.

Third-- Housepets!. And some of you are gonna be like OMFG FURRY COMIC BURN IN HELL!!!!! But I ain't talking to you. I'm talking to the people who can enjoy a well-constructed webcomic with enough depth to support a decent plot, and at the same time be able to produce one-liners effortlessly. It's got some pretty heartwarming moments, too -

And so on. I just fucking love this one. Warm fuzzies and all that. Don't judge meeeeeee.

But, yeah. I love me my webcomics. I'm gonna go fawn over them, now. <3

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Still Alive (For Now...)

Mon, 21 Mar 2011 03:38:56 GMT

Spring break's over. The next month-point-five will be several different flavors of HELL. I'd like it to be over, yus. School needs to end, and I need to find a job.

Grrrrargh. School sucks.

In other news, I'm terrified that the boy is a tease. This means Katelynn's going to be doing some backing off and watching, shethinks. Silly boy. Adorably silly boy. Also JAZZ CHOIR TOMORROW I HAVE MISSED IT SO MUCH.

But, yeah. Still alive. How're y'all?

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From Sampetra, with love~

Tue, 08 Feb 2011 07:07:44 GMT

Brian Jacques died...
I'm decidedly not okay.

Death always leaves me shaken, but I'm not sure why I'm so affected by this...
That man guided me through my childhood. When life got to be too much, I'd bury myself in blankets and wander into a library-borrowed book.

I danced with the Dibbuns during the Summer Feasts.
I hid in the shadows with vermin.
I fought great battles with Badger Lords.

I had my own character, and each story became more than just a story... I owe a LOT of my childhood to that man... My imagination and his books were best friends.

Marlfox was one of my favorites - as was Outcast of Redwall.

Redwall to Doomwyte - Lord Brocktree to The Sable Queen...

...You'll be missed, Sir Jacques...

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~Ice Cream an' Cake an' Cake~

Tue, 25 Jan 2011 02:40:03 GMT

I love my friends. So much. Like, friend friends. SO MUCH.
This is one of the many reasons I'm glad I'm friends with my friends:

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAPY BIIIIIIIIIRTHDAY (this is in four part harmony) TO YOUUUUUUUUUU,
HAAAAAAAAAAAPY (admire the minor chord here) BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAAAAAPY BIIIIIIIIIIIIIII (operatic glass shattering highnote here) IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII (check watch, yup it's still going) IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII (Good god is it done yet?!) IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRTHDAY (thank all that is holy) DEAR (dramatic pause, in which I TOTALLY don't forget your name) KATELYNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.....
HAAAAAAAAPY BIRTHDAY TOOOOOOOOOOOOO.....
(another dramatic pause)
YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
(soloist Ad libs, to the distress of all listening and in defiance of all that is good and true)
*vuvuzella solo*
happy birthday dear, hope you keep being awesome. :)"

This kid. Is great. =^.^=

We were sittin' in the lounge, tryin' to kill time. Someone suggested a game of "I've Never".
I said no. Because I would win.
They played anyway.
And I won.
I warned them.

Going to dinner now. SUSHINOMNOMNOM. :D

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Can Has Beatstick, Plz?

Sat, 22 Jan 2011 04:54:52 GMT

So I'm pretty sure this kid is going to die. Like... holy fuck.
And if he doesn't die, I'm going to verbally beat him to a pulp, because he deserves nothing less.

PFFFFFFT.

Some people are, simply, childish. Naive. IMMATURE. I've not been pushed to physical violence in a LOOOOOONG TIME. Extreme pissiness, yes. But not physical violence. If this kid doesn't cool it, there will be blood. Or strong, acidic words.

And if all goes well, this will be the last pissy journal update. ^_^

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I hate being me.

Wed, 19 Jan 2011 06:44:11 GMT

Okay, so I love the people in my college residence hall (most of them [to a point]), but seriously. There are lines.

1. Apparently, being single, twenty, and never been kissed is a problem. And the entire lounge had to make a scene. Oh, I'm a virgin, too. Want to make a big deal of that, too? Bite me. Screw you all, and the wheeled soapboxes you rode in on.

2. DON'T FUCKING READ MY COMPUTER SCREEN. IT IS MY SCREEN. IF I WANTED YOU TO READ IT, I'D TURN IT FOR YOU TO SEE IT AND TELL YOU TO LOOK. THANK YOU.

3. I'm unnecessarily stressed for some reason. Like, today was a wondermous day, and now I feel like curling around a pillow and screaming.
Fuck my inability to outwardly express my negative emotions.

Time for music and writing. -sigh- Perhaps sleep. Yeah. That.

( EDIT: TWO HOURS LATER )

Αγαπη, Ταθ.

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Prompty-Dompty

Mon, 17 Jan 2011 07:26:45 GMT

I write too much emotional poetry.

Y'know what I miss? Scene prompts.

Best way to waste a lunch hour in high school - Get a couple details from a friend and write a scene. It's fun. :D

Someone should shoot me a scenario - the fewer specifics, the better. Test me. I might pick up your scene, I might not.

...Yeah. That's all I've got.

EDIT: This white block thing is weird. Not sure what I did to have it there. :?

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Mental Doodles at Night

Fri, 14 Jan 2011 08:28:34 GMT

It's sad how often we walk past each other without seeing;
brushing shoulders every once in a lifetime.
How I sip my drink while you stub your toe on the door
as you leave the coffeeshop.
Or how you chew your pencil, poring over your paper
As I sit a few tables away

just as oblivious to you as you are to me.

It's sad how often I think of you
without knowing who you really are.
How you seem to inhabit my every thought
but I still can't see your face.
Or how you lie awake with my phantom arms around you...
We're dreaming of each other -

We just haven't realized who we are yet.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I'm getting all creative and writing and composing and shet. Must be that time of the month again. >:D
Time to sleep. I've got classes to go to tomorrrrrrrrrrrow.

Αγαπη, Ταθ <3

P.S. - Tin whistles are fun. Writing for them is, too. Trying to write for them in a manner that is palatable to the ears and the eyes, however, is harder than all hell.

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New Chapter~

Wed, 12 Jan 2011 08:03:21 GMT

Sitting at my laptop, waiting for midnight to roll around so I can read Gunnerkrigg and go to bed. Second semester starts tomorrow, and I've a new chapter to start writing. It's going to be a good one, I feel. It's going to have suspense, and drama, lots of comedy and satire, and mayhaps a bit of romance, if I'm lucky enough.

Eh. Bleeding heart me.

New semester equals new start equals better outlook. Equals more confidence equals better attitude, equals more positive-moods. And I'm okay with this. Gonna start this right, and it's gonna be great.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a webcomic to read, poetry to write, and a semester to own. Goodnight, all!

~Ταθ

"I close my eyes before the void consumes, and my last breath of freedom tastes like your name..."

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