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I've been tagged back by
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_gerald The character I've been given was: Drizzt
( It's all about Mr. Smexy today! )
Edit: I'm not tagging anyone back this time. I've already done it with my last one. However, if
sakraida82 is still interested, I pick Saito for him.- Location:It's a secret!
- Mood:
chipper - Music:quiet
Another event will be Larry the Cable Guy coming to do a show on April 17th. I wouldn't mind going...but not really sure if I want to cough up the money for a ticket. I'd have to check the prices.
*sniggers* Yes, I do notice the...sharp difference between things I find entertaining. Why bar myself from a variety of entertainments?
- Location:It's a secret!
- Mood:
happy - Music:quiet
- Location:work
- Mood:
excited - Music:vortexer
So Orpheus left and his wife followed him. On the long journey back, Orpheus began to doubt that it was his wife following him. That perhaps Hades was playing a trick on him. So his doubts grew as they got closer to the entrance. Just as he reached the entrance he couldn't contain his doubts any longer...so he looked. And he got to see his wife's sad face just before she turned and went back to the underworld.
Afterwards, Orpheus was completely inconsolable. His songs mourned his loss and expressed his grief. People, the beasts and nature itself were affected by the power of his songs. One day he was singing in a glade when some furies came upon him. They were gamboling and shouting. Drinking and carrying on so loudly they could not hear Orpheus' beautiful songs and so being completely unaffected by them. They told him to join in their sport and he would not, so grief stricken was he. They became enraged by his unwillingness and ripped him to pieces.
There is a moral to this story: DON'T BE EMO! People eventually get tired of it and won't want you around. How they make you go away depends on the people.
Note: Please take this with a grain of salt. It's not meant to poke at anyone in particular and is for meant for amusement.
- Location:home
- Mood:
mischievous - Music:House
1. I use soap in the shower. A bar of soap.
2. I do not use body washes.
3. I do not trim or pluck my eyebrows.
4. I do not get manicures.
5. I do not put any lotions, oils, balms or creams on my body unless there is some purpose either medicinal or sexual.
6. I have a “haircut,” not a “hair style.”
7. I can wash my hair with soap and a washcloth.
8. I do not wear cologne. Perfume is for girls. Aftershave is acceptable, as long as it’s Old Spice. (I don't use aftershave either, I don't need to shave my face...but Old Spice aftershave is acceptable for men.)
9. I can go from ‘asleep’ to ‘ready to leave for work/movie/date’ in under fifteen minutes.
Personal Style
10. I own a pair of cowboy boots or engineer boots.
11. I own more than one pair of cowboy boots and/or engineer boots.
12. I own a cowboy hat.
13. I own more than one cowboy hat.
14. I own more than one cap with a logo from either a car company, heavy equipment manufacturer, or an agricultural supplier.
15. I do not use an umbrella. If it rains, I have caps and hats.
16. I know the difference between a cap and a hat.
17. I own a leather jacket.
18. I own a black leather jacket.
19. I have scars.
20. I have scars that I brag about.
21. I have scars from gunshot wounds.
22. I carry a pocketknife.
23. I hang stuff on my belt.
Driving
24. I can drive a manual transmission.
25. I can drive a motorcycle.
26. I can drive a commercial truck.
27. I can operate almost any vehicle on two, four or more wheels, from a motorbike to a five-ton truck.
28. I can operate tracked machinery (i.e. Caterpillar.)
29. I can operate a light airplane.
30. I own a truck.
31. I own a four-wheel drive truck.
32. My truck has branch scrapes and rock chips. Lots of them.
33. I carry jumper cables in my truck. (In my car actually.)
34. I carry a high-lift jack in my truck.
35. I carry a tow strap in my truck.
36. I carry an axe in my truck.
37. I carry a gun in my truck.
Outdoors
38. I can navigate with map and compass.
39. I can navigate by orienteering.
40. I can run a chainsaw.
41. I can start a fire without match or lighter.
42. I am proficient with a pistol
43. I am proficient with a rifle.
44. I am proficient with a shotgun.
45. I can make improvised traps.
46. I can capture, kill, prepare and cook wildlife.
47. I can catch fish with purchased fishing tackle.
48. I can catch fish with fishing tackle improvised from materials obtained in the wild.
49. I can build an improvised shelter with materials obtained in the wild.
Entertainment
50. I do not see “chick” movies unless there is a chance that I might get sex afterwards by so doing.
51. John Wayne is, very nearly, a deity.
52. I love Westerns. Especially John Wayne Westerns. (I have no opinion of John Wayne one way or another.)
53. I enjoy movies that feature:
*Hot vampire chicks in black leather.
*Hot any kind of chicks in black leather.
*Hot any kind of chicks.
*Killer androids.
*Killer aliens.
*Zombies.
*Hot vampire android alien zombie chicks.
54. Tom Cruise is the result of a Communist plot to demoralize America by subjecting us to crappy acting. (Don't forget Keanu Reaves!)
Food
55. Vegetarian, my ass. Give me a steak.
56. The four major food groups are: Steak, pizza, beer and cheeseburgers. (I don't really drink that much, but sometimes I don't mind a beer...but not lite, yuck!)
57. Real men eat any damn thing they want.
58. I love bacon with near-religious passion.
59. All foods should be served with home fries and/or corn bread.
60. Everything’s better with Tabasco.
Here's your scoring:
55+ - You're a manly man in the manliest form.
50+ - Your testosterone level is normal, but you're not blowing up anyone's skirts.
< 50 - Oh, for crying out loud, cowboy up already.
I got 24. Not bad for a girl. When do I get my trouser snake?
- Location:work
- Mood: chipper
- Music:quiet
prezaurian ) created. Post this meme on your LJ. For it's title, use the tag you've used most often. If there is a tie between your tags, list both in the title. If your tags show up on your journal there's an easy way of figuring out which you use most. Just hover your pointer over each tag and it will give you the number of times you've used it (or it will just be the tag with the largest sized font).
If your tags don't show up on your journal, it's a bit harder. Go to your 'Manage Tags' page under 'Journal'. In the list you can click on each tag and it will tell you how many times you've used it (and in what kinds of posts) to the side. This seems like a lot of work to me so I wouldn't suggest this meme if your tags aren't obviously listed on your journal.
If you tend to think too much this might actually tell you a little something about yourself. But I suggest you don't think too much on it...it IS just a meme after all!
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energetic - Music:quiet
- Location:work
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exhausted - Music:quiet
- Location:work
- Mood:
geeky - Music:chirps of a PPI
Ah, here we go. I finally managed to finish this. Woo hoo! I have two three more ideas I want to put up after this, but those are not written yet...so they will take awhile. Anyways, read and please comment. I hope Kass proves as entertaining to read as he is to write.
As I vatch the approaching coastline of the ‘New Vorld’ I qvietly reflect back on the past fifty-seven years of my life. I have researched as many humanoid races as I could. Mainly to enhance my ability to disguise myself und travel amongst them more easily. The more I learn, the easier it is for me to assume forms that can reflect my own natural abilities. The only von I lack knowledge of is von vhich vould allow me to express my ability to fly. Perhaps I vould learn of such a race here, on this vestern continent.
My research has also allowed me to discover possibilities for my own heritage. I suspect that at least some of vhat I am is drow. I am not certain though. I have never seen von before after all. They are supposed to be too dangerous to seek out simply for the sake of curiosity. My mother encouraged me to stay as far from them as possible. I suspect she knew more about my heritage than she ever told me. I feel somevhat slighted, but I am sure she had good reason to keep the information from me.
Mother. I can feel my heart clench at the thought of her. By the Mother of Magic I miss her. Ariana vas my vorld. It has been almost six decades und the thought of her passing still makes me tear up like a child. She vas eighty-eight vhen she died und despite that being a long life for a human I felt I did not get enough time vith her. I vish she vas here vith me now to see vhat I am seeing.
This new vestern land is beautiful und I am anxious to see more of it. The slow pace of the boat is maddening because of my impatience. *chuckle* My mother vould laugh at me now if she could see me. ‘Such childish enthusiasm,’ she vould say vith a laugh. I cannot help myself though. This new, relatively unsettled land offers untold opportunities. Perhaps I could discover a lost culture’s arcana or perhaps an ancient artifact. Maybe even discover a place I could call home vithout being persecuted for my appearance.
*sigh* This trip had been stressful. After my mother had passed on I had traveled extensively around Europe trying to broaden my understanding of magic. I had not had the time to pay attention to other people other than to assess if they suspected my true nature or not. That changed vonce I decided to purchase passage on this ship.
I fiddled vith the magical ring mother had given me as von of the female passengers valked past my vantage point. All this time on board the ship vith nothing to do but associate vith the other passengers und stay out of the crews' vay. I could not help but feel a certain sense of desire vell up vhenever I associated vith any of the female passengers. Fortunately not as badly as vhen I vas younger.
My mother had vonce told me that it vas important for somevon like me to find a life partner vhen I grew older. Then I did not qvite understand vhy she thought that vould be important. Now I do, though I find that such desires tend to get in my vay more often than not. But vhen I vas younger there had been a point in my life vhen any attractive individual inflamed my blood. I think back on those times und become embarrassed. I am grateful that my mother kept me in check then or I might have thrown myself at any number of people. She knew I needed somevon so I vould not behave foolishly vith strangers vhen I grew older. On this ship the temptation to do so vas strong und I vanted to leave before I did something that vould interfere vith my continued research.
I sqvashed down the temptation und reviewed my decision on how to proceed vith my studies. I had decided that I vould slowly travel across this new continent und follow any interesting leads I came across along the vay. It seemed the best vay to go to von who did not have a specific destination or goal. I vondered vhere my travels vould take me und if I vould meet any interesting people along the vay. I could barely contain my excitement. Ach! Could this boat not travel any faster!?
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- Mood:
creative - Music:skittering rats
- Location:work
- Mood:
curious - Music:n/a
This is when another of my male coworkers (D) came out and joined us. As we walked I added to J that yaoi was more oriented towards girls while hentai and yuri are more oriented towards guys. J pretty much said, 'okay' in response and D...who had been absent for this wonderful conversational moment asked what we were talking about. J's following response is something I will have to praise him for.
'I asked prez what her t-shirt meant and she told me I probably didn't want to know, but I persisted and I found I really didn't want to know.' D laughed.
YES...I broke brain. Whoo!
- Location:work
- Mood: mischievous
- Music:conversations
From working on the two ideas posed to me by sakraida I've found I enjoy working on suggestions given me by my friends. Well, ideas that add to things I've already created at least. But I digress, there is no accent here because Kass is speaking/thinking in his native tongue instead of European Common. As he's speaking in another language there is no need to put an accent in.
( Read more of Kass' thoughts and experiences? )
They are a reminder of just how much of a freak I am. I stared at the reflection that glared bitterly back at me. My mother has told me many times that I’m not a freak, that I’m just different from other people. That someone will eventually see me instead of just my body. I gaze at the black-fuzzed parody of a dark elf the mirror displays for me and flick my tail. Sometimes I wonder, mostly I doubt.
Why did I have to be born this way!? I look like a monster! I smash my palm against the mirror hard enough to make it shatter. The broken pieces reflect my hissing visage mockingly as I clutch at my bleeding hand. Sliced open by the broken shards of a hateful mirror. My mother hurried into the room and I brushed past her without answering her concerned questions. I felt a pang of guilt but I was too angry to stop and apologize.
I fled out the door of our isolated home and snapped my bat-like wings out before taking to the air. I was not the best flier but being in the air helped calm my nerves. It did not help this time. Seeing our home from the air only made me angrier at myself. It was my fault we were out here away from everyone and everything!
The further away from our home I traveled, the closer I went towards the sporadic villages that were located near us. As I passed over the outskirts of one village I saw some girls out gathering for their families. I noticed that they were around my own age and felt my blood burn. My shadow passed over them so fleetingly that they never even knew I was there. It would have been so easy to swoop down and take one of them. I flew on, revolted with myself and my unnatural desires.
Everything seemed determined to remind me of why we lived here now. Before we had lived closer to a small town and I had had many friends. None of them had known what I really looked like, but I thought of them as my friends regardless. I didn’t think how I really looked would have mattered to them because we had known each other since we were children.
I had been happy with them, though as we grew older they had teased me for not growing out of my childish interests. While they grew more interested in the opposite gender I remained uninterested. It did not bother me too much. My mother had told me those of elven blood matured more slowly. So when I finally began to see the opposite gender in a new light it came as a surprise to me.
One human girl in particular really grabbed my attention. She was…beautiful. I felt tears that had nothing to do with the wind spill down my face. Ellowain. I can still see her. Loosely curled dark brown hair, green eyes and freckles that embarrassed her so much. She had been one of my closest friends and I thought I had loved her. She had liked me…she had. I thought it would be okay to show her what I really looked like despite the warnings my mother had given me.
She screamed. I trusted her and she screamed. I scrubbed at my face as the memory made more tears spill down. She had looked horrified…like I was the most hideous creature she had ever seen. As I tried to calm her she shrieked and called me a monster. I remember standing there in shock as she fled in fear from me. Why? We had known each other most of our lives. We had played together and shared childhood secrets. Just because I looked different she was repulsed by me?
She had fled back to the town in hysterics and told the rest of the townsfolk. They declared my mother a witch who consorted with evil creatures. If we had not fled they would have killed us both. It’s all my fault…. Mother doesn’t blame me for what happened, but sometimes I wish she did. Instead she comforts me when I don’t think I deserve it. She looks after me without any regrets and loves me without reservations. She doesn’t deserve the trouble I cause her. I wish I wasn’t such a burden. I wish I didn’t look like this twisted version of an elf.
When I look in the mirror I see what Ellowain saw. I see the monster that frightened her calmly peering back at me. I really hate mirrors.
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- Mood: creative
- Music:chatting friends
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In my earlier Kass entries Kass' accent was all over the place. Should I edit them so that the accent is like the newer posts or should I preserve them in their past state?
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Yes, correct them! They're all over the place & are ridiculous looking!
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No, leave them alone to show the change in your writing & for nostalgia's sake! 2 (40.0%)
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I don't care. 1 (20.0%)
- Location:home
- Mood:
accomplished - Music:tv
We all remember the cube from Transformers that gave off pulses of energy that caused common electrical appliances to mutate and evolve into extremely violent mechanical creatures. We all saw the soda machine evolve and the cell phone too. My thought is this...what would happen if a vibrator were exposed to the energy pulses? Just a thought people! A thought from my disturbed little mind. Hypothesis on this are quite welcome...as well as exclaimations of broken brains.
-Brought to you by, 'My Random Horrid Thought of the Day'
- Location:work
- Mood:
time to break some brains - Music:quiet
I AM
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JAZZTake the Transformers Quiz
This is what I got when I decided to choose the darker versions of the answers that worked for me. I like this one.
I AM
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STARSCREAMTake the Transformers Quiz
Now, this is where you should notice that I happened to get the two versions (good and evil) of about the same thing. I say this because their descriptions were very similar except for the good and evil parts. In other words, two sides of the same coin. Whee!
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crazy - Music:whirring printer
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P.S. I feel silly today! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!
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- Mood:
hyper - Music:chatting of friends
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- Mood: crazy
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