If you ever want to get a hold of me, you usually find me on my regular livejournal: tempesta. If you add me, I'll probably add you back. XD

Annnd if you wanna do a log with me and Riku, here's my other stuff:

AIM: oneskyoneearth, zombie squall (zombie squall is PREFERRED)
Y!IM: greatthrones_zaphkiel, sharpshooter_kinneas
google talk: catfish.kite
And I'm almost always on lj talk to. XD On geostigmania

So yeah. I won't bite. >:D Or will I?



( Additional Info on Riku )

God I'm so fat and ugly. And my clothes are too bright, too punk. I hate punk rock. I hate music. The guitar sucks.

I'm joing a screamo band.

Fuck the world. I hate people.

I feel really gay when I take these.



Ahah I have moderately high narcissism, vanity and self-absorption. Not surprised.

Getting out of there and back here almost made be believe in god again.

Yeah, anyway. Out of that hellpit and back home and I feel great about it.

...Now what should I do about this meat vision?

Good things about today: I no longer have boobs, nor am I bleeding from the girl parts that I no longer have. I also found an inspiration for a new song.

Bad things about today: I'm not sure where the fuck I am, and I'm pretty sure that I heard the distant call of a t-rex somewhere.

...Shit.

Jurassic Park has taught me nothing.

I HAVE BREASTS. And I'm bleeding from that area.

Had to cancel the gig until these damn things go away. What the hell is wrong with this area? Okay, first I was emo depressed after being bitten by a dog that was fucking blue or something, then I switched bodies with some old bag and then I was a fucking vampire and now I'm a woman.

A WOMAN.

Shoot me now, please.

I need to go Christmas shopping.

Happy Thanksgiving, denizens of Marmalade Ave (okay that sounds really fucking retarded, pardon my French).

So yeah, it's Thanksgiving, a turkey is in the oven and there better be some pie. ♥

On another note, I managed to score myself a solo gig in this café. Not sure what I should play, but I'll figure something out.

...Yeah.

Today, I almost got fired from my job for making some fat chick cry. I don't know why I said it, but she was flirting with me and I told her to go to hell because I was gay and obviously not interested in some fat tub of lard like her.

Normally I'd just steer the conversation in another way, especially if I'm at work...

What the hell?

I don't think my boss liked my comment about how much I really hate My Chemical Romance, which happens to be her favourite band. ...How can you own a music store that sells good music and like My Chemical Romance? Explain that to me, please.

So yeah, the fangs eventually faded, which was awesome. I feel less goth now.

Always a good thing.

Just kinda hung out at home for Halloween. Dressed up as Bridget from Guilty Gear. Thinking of all the awesome parties I missed back at home is kinda irritating though.

Halloween down, now moving on to Thanksgiving and then, finally, Christmas.

Just when I thought the fun had ended, this happens. Nice, pointy fangs.

Beautiful.

I feel like something out of an Anne Rice novel. And god knows I hate Anne Rice.

...I need blood. Really badly, actually.

Looks like Kadaj was out. And damn, I was hoping something good would come out of this.




[strikes visable to Nise.]

...I'm ugly.

Fat and old and ugly.

Someone please shoot me. I can barely even get these stubby fingers to strum correctly on my fucking guitar.

...I'm going to die.

My lungs also fill so unclean...

Looks like there's a party going on. Whether or not I want to attend, well...depends on a lot of things, really. Like if I feel like spending time with whores drunks.

Might as well.

Also, Sora: You still alive? I'm waiting for times for tutoring. It'd be nice. Oh and I charge $5 an hour.

Let's see...there was that dog incident, the stuff that followed and a full week of school.

Weekend ahoy, thank god.

Classes I'm taking this year are as follows: Government, AP French, AP English, jazz band, psychology and soccer.

This is gonna be a great year. ...And by great I mean really not great.

School-wise, at least.

Ugh college applications.

Have I ever mentioned that I'm not much of a dog fanatic? Really, I'm not. More of a cat guy myself.

And then this happens.

And animal control isn't going to be here for a while. Peachy keen.

Okay, I need to get out of this house more.

I heard there's this really good pizzeria in town. And a Mongolian BBQ place in the mall.

I'm so there. Anyone else wanna come? My car kinda fits...a couple people.

Yeah okay. I need out.



( I'm really, really bored, okay? )


That didn't really help.

Finally got a job. I'm working at this record store in the mall. It's really small and sells CDs and vintage records...neat stuff like that. I already bought all of their Elton John and Beatles records. ♥

So come visit me. And buy lots of things.

I also haven't gone to the fair. Not entering the beauty pageant either. Too lazy.

Oh and that block party hasn't happened either. Damn.

So much that needs to be done and such little time to do it.


[strikes visable to Nise, as usual]

So, who's going to the fair? I know I am. I'm half-tempted to enter the beauty pageant.

Other than that, I'm still looking for a job. I heard there was an opening at the record store at the mall. I'll probably go turn in an application sooner or later.

Yeah. That's about it.



[strikes visible to Nise only. XD]

Alright, I'm out for two days. Going to San Diego to see Avenue Q. XD I'll be back Wednesday evening, so I'll see you all then!

...I need to start/finish a bunch of logs with the lot of you.