http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:Devil-Man13&section=today deviantART RSS for by:Devil-Man13 en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Wed, 23 Dec 2009 08:10:47 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/27949477/ http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/27949477/ Sat, 24 Oct 2009 21:18:05 PDT
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Alright so I have this new kitten, which explains the previous sentence. The little monster decided to jump from my SHOULDER to the keyboard. Not only will she climb up my leg all the way to my shoulder just to, I assume see what I see and be near me, she now likes to see what I'm doing and watch/play with my fingers because they're moving so fast against the keyboard. The ad in the newspaper said they were 10 weeks old which is pretty suspect because this little shit is tiny. Like my hand is a few inches less the size of her tiny. So I take her anyway and she is COVERED IN FLEAS. NOT A FEW, NOT A BUNCH, F!@#$IN' COVERED. Like I put her in my sink to wash her off (Which she did not like at all by the way...) and she had like dozens of black ovals all over her. I think the pet shampoo worked a bit but I'm still getting the fuckers with my fingers/tweezers. And she's clingy as a fly on shit. And fucking determined too on that note too. She was sleeping so I figured I'd go upstairs and get something to eat and check my laundry. so I turn around from eating something and I see her come up the damn stairs, look at me, and meow pathetically. These stairs are almost bigger than her and she climbed about...15 of 'em? Looked at her, picked her up, put her on my shoulder and told her she earned that shoulder perch. And she's trying to eat my popcorn now, which is funny because she won't eat anything else besides milk BUT if I'm eating it and love it she has to eat it too, no matter how ad it would be for her.

I feel bad as shit come Monday because I have to go to work and loves the crap outta me. Cries if I leave just a few steps away, she's in a new place, she's probably scared, and probably hungry. She won't eat the kitten food I got her because I'm damn sure she ain't old enough for that yet and the only thing she took was some warm milk watered down a tad. And I'm going to have to go to Wal-mart later because cow milk is bad for for them so I have to get this kitten milk and I'll have to get a flea comb too. Son of a bitch.

Am I aggravated? A little. Worried? Yeah. Get rid of her? Kiss my ass. Does she follow me everywhere and pester me? Shit yes. But looking down at her sleeping in my lap being all kittenish and cute as Hell, there's no way I'm tossin' her somewhere's else. I love her, even if I haven't thought up a name for her yet.

]]> *Devil-Man13 http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/23924849/ http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/23924849/ Fri, 27 Mar 2009 21:11:52 PDT ...
What the fuck was I talking about again?
...Oh yeah, how I feel about 40% of the time or when someone interrupts my alone/happy time (And no, that does not mean me choking the chicken...that's 30% of that 40%. xD)

[link]

]]> *Devil-Man13 http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/22877991/ http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/22877991/ Thu, 29 Jan 2009 01:51:39 PST
I watched the anime (The first 5 episodes though, I'm working on it.) Gungrave and I loved the fucking thing. Grave being pretty much silent no matter what was pretty funny and made me laugh on some parts. Apparently I loved it so much that I think I dreamed about me and him hanging out. Like he was a sidekick or a buddy or something. I think we did job with supernatural shit or something. And here's somethin' even weirder. Apparently our next job was to hunt these vampires in a high school...and I'm pretty goddamn sure everything was based on the movie Twilight.

No, I'm not gay. I didn't watch that shit. I heard what it was pretty much about by just guessing actually, haha. So we went to the school to hunt him/them? down and I guess about everyone in the school knew about the vampires and who they were. They would just eat whoever they got a hold of. Like for example me and...Grave I guess (xD) were walking to some seats in the classroom when some nerdy kid or something who was just about to walk in the classroom yelped and got dragged back and I'm pretty damn sure the vampires got him. And girl in front of me mumbled "Looks like another one." or some shit like that. SO we excused ourselves and went to go hunt the damn thing. Apparently we (Or rather Grave) hid a...rifle or some shit in a locker. It looked like a rifle. I kept on thinking high powered plasma rifle or something when I woke up.

So the vampire finds us and thinks he's tough shit and decides to do the "now you see me now you don't" disappearing act shit.

And then I woke up.

Because my grandpa needs something.

MOTHERFU!#@@($*&@$*%#$(#()URT(U)G#)(* R R(UJ#F( FFINC@(_H#R(_U @WPH)!!!!!!!!

I ALWAYS get woken up by somebody when I'm having my most bitchin' dreams. ALWAYS. It doesn't matter who. And you know when you want to go back asleep and your tired so you figure you can do it but for some reason you just can't? Yeah, happened to me.

God fucking dammit.

Sorry about this...people/person/myself. I need to dump that shit here for some reason. Oh yeah, and the "rofl this my be relevant to your interests" thing is pissing me off. So don't click on the links.

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So I was helping my grandparents by shoveling their snow and I turned to toss it off the deck and I MOTHERFUCKING PULLED SOMETHING ON THE LEFT SIDE OF MY BACK. Jesus fucking Christ did it hurt. The other one just felt like something got shoved over or moved out of place but this one decided to shake things up and it felt like someone was trying to twist the left side of my back to it's whims. Dear god it was fucking painful.

Again, thanks whatever the fucks out there for heating pads.

]]> *Devil-Man13 http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/21533372/ http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/21533372/ Mon, 17 Nov 2008 11:58:21 PST
Goddamn.

This thing if scary dudes. I feel like someone's being staring at me and making some kind of commentary or something. xD
I'll put it up, it's seriously weird. I'll also put up the link just incase anyone wants it. I honestly don't know why I do though, no one goes on here. xD
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Is it that you are working - or even playing - too hard? Because it would seem that you are experiencing a great deal of pent-up emotion at this time which could possibly take effect and lead to irrational behavior.

You are very self-sufficient and methodical. You presume to know where you are going but need to find a person who will recognize the way you are, not be too demanding and who is, as they say in Italy, 'Simpatico'.

You wear your heart on your sleeve and since you are an emotional person you are apt to give your all - heart and soul - to all those that show you a little affection; but take care - it would appear that you have been extremely hurt in the past and you keep leaving yourself wide open for punishment.

For some time now your hopes and expectations have been denied and because of this you are becoming withdrawn and introverted. Continual disappointment has manifested itself in you becoming both suspicious and restrained you have become withdrawn from others and have receded more and more into yourself. You seem to have lost your innate enthusiasm and imaginative nature, for fear that you may be carried away by it only to find that you are wasting your time. You are loath to trust people, as in the past your trust has been misplaced. You seem to be keeping yourself cautiously aloof from others. At this moment in time your attitude is to trust nobody - until they can prove themselves to you.

At this time you don't particularly like yourself. Everything that you have tried to do seems to have gone wrong. This makes you feel that there is no point in trying to start again. Apart from being stressed and tense, you are angry with yourself and have unadmitted self-contempt. Your refusal to admit that you and you alone is the basic cause of your problems leads to you adopting a headstrong and defiant attitude. If you take stock of yourself, smile a little and let go, everything will turn out OK. Have you not heard of the cliche 'smile and the world smiles with you - cry and you cry alone!'?
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Site: [link]

]]> *Devil-Man13 http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/21444614/ http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/21444614/ Tue, 11 Nov 2008 19:01:23 PST :U

I really don't mind them though if that sounds weird. As long as I really don't see them and if they don't mess with me I don't care much. That's not to say I'd like about a friggin' legion of them to any mice who are readin' my profile right now (I know your on there when I'm sleeping. I see your little mousy footprints on my keyboard when I wake up. >:U ) When I was little I always had pet mice so I have a little weak spot for the tiny dudes. They're just trying to make ends meet here! xD

It's easy with me, I always leave something around for them to get. Like 5 minutes ago when I got out of the bathroom to discover that my empty bag of Sour Cream & Union chips was moving. I looked at it and though with an raised eyebrow '...Well that's new...'. I can't blame him though, he's got good tastes. I feel bad for tossing him out. Sorry buddy, if it were me I'd let ya have at but my grandma ain't too keen on you guys. It's the 2nd time I've had you guys in my room in over 3 months and she doesn't like that, haha.

Oh yeah, found out that my mom's a republican. Awwwwkwaaaard. xD
Which is weird because she seems very liberal. Maybe she's just a Maverick. Quickly, get me X and Zero! xD [link]

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I'm not very emotional...78% of the time. Not alot fazes me I guess, haha.

But that's pretty cool. Even though I can't vote yet (I'm 17, next year I can though! xD) I was pulling for Obama. McCain (President Bush the 3rd) seemed like...well what I have in that parentheses, haha. He seems like a cool dude, very mellow in a way.

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Anyways, I feel good. Seriously, just because...(Counts journals, tallies them up, and measures them in percentages before getting stupid and not caring anymore) 90% let's say of them are emo based makes me emo. I'm just not a people person or active at all.

Off track again. Dammit. Well, I've been feeling alright lately. Besides my laptop have a screen problem *coughIdidn'tsnapit'sneckforbeingslowcough* and costing $100 I'm feeling good. I don't even know why I'm writing in this journal about it, normally I wouldn't give a rats ass, haha. Well I'm making this short because if I don't I get bored easy and I tend to end things easy when I'm bored. Peace.

P.S. For no reason:...
Boobies.
That is all.
(Not a Family Guy reference, I just like to say it.)
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Boobies.
I am excaping! WOOSH!

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I'm sad and lonely again (Yes, again.). Life up at my grandparents has been great, I love it. But I'm still depressed and all that crap. I dunno, I just get into moods. Like you hear a certain song or read something and all of a sudden you just have to get stuff like that so you be even more unhappy? It's weird as Hell to me. It happens from time to time too. It didn't involve breasts this time though (Although some cleavage to snuggle into would be very appreciated. Not trying to be perverted here either, just a nice put your head into some warmth and relax kinda thing). During these
past months I just realized some things. Like how even if I do find someone I like, I wouldn't be good boyfriend material. I wouldn't really call unless I wanted to do something (Like that would happen, I'm...happy just being alone, I guess anyways) and I can be mean/hurtful sometimes even if I don't realize it. And even if by some remote (And I mean remote) chance I do get married and have a kid or just have a kid, I don't think I'd be that much of a parent. I just don't that kinda patience for a kid (Or anything really). I guess it's sad to look at now that you think about it. Well whatever.

Oh yeah, I got kinda caught up in my "pity is me" attitude and got out a .17 rifle I have in my room and took it out. No bullets or nothing, so no worries, haha. Anyways, I took it out and aimed at this mirror I have in my room and aimed at "my" heart and pulled the trigger. I figured nothing would happen just the gun made a sharp click with I pulled the trigger and I almost dropped the friggin' gun in surprise. It just came to me that I aimed at me in the mirror and pulled the trigger. Don't think I'll be doing that again.

And no, I'm not suicidal. I just have a depraved fascination with things. Just one of those things to do ya know?

And props to to the remote chance that someone's reading this. It's nice to show what's going on in my life to people I don't know. Because in that way if the people that I know in real life read this they'd probably be shocked and try to get me some help (They've had talks about it.)

]]> *Devil-Man13 http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/16256666/ http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/16256666/ Fri, 04 Jan 2008 14:34:21 PST
Alright, so apparently it was his colon that was screwing with him. What it is is that he keep on eating/drinking stuff that didn't agree with him and it made this build up of stuff. Bacteria got ahold of it and proceeded to be asshats and eat away at it. So he doesn't actually have shit in his veins and it wasn't horribly bad...just pretty bad.

They're gonna keep him in the hospital and see if he gets better. If the antibiotics don't work on him by tomorrow then they're gonna do surgery and remove part of his colon. Then they're gonna add like a little bag or something so it can help him with his...bowel movements.... It's a literal shit bag! xD And after 6 weeks they'll get rid of it and rearrange his insides so everything is all peachy.

I feel alot better now after I learned what happened. I'd like to thank everyone (Probably no-one actually...) who read my journals and possible sympathized or whatever. Anyways, I've got to kick some ninja ass. Peace.

]]> *Devil-Man13 http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/16253168/ http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/16253168/ Fri, 04 Jan 2008 10:18:51 PST
So, I'm sittin' at home watching my little half-bro when she comes back saying that my dad almost died. ...Yeah, that's great fuckin' news to wake up from a nap from. Apparently, what's been happening with him is that over a period of...2 years(?) this things been building up near his colon and it just exploded or ruptured some days ago releasing all this REALLY bad shit into his bloodstream. And actually, to be honest, it actually IS shit. It's something...I dunno. I just real worried about him, my step-mom said that if we didn't go to the hospital within 48 hours he coulda died. He's in the ER as I'm typing right now.

I...I just hope he makes it. I can't really stop twitching every now and then (Making it tricky to type, I have to delete alot) and everyone in my family is concerned. Oh yeah, SPEAKING about that, I ask Karey (Step-mom) if I could use the phone after she's done to call my mom to talk to her about it. And she proceeded to tell me, and I quote "I don't think dad would want to deal with them right now." Really? Deal with "them"? Well fuck me and call me sugar plum fairy, I guess that I can't fucking talk to anyone to release some tension and say something to get rid of some of my fears by talking it out with someone important to me. I don't even fuckin' like you Karey. Shit, I'm still pissed that your considered "family" by the rest of MY family by getting hitched with dad. Just who the Hell can I talk to then? Everyone else from my dad's side of the family knows, so who else? Goddamn whore.

Anyway, sorry for telling anyone this. I just gotta get it out ya know? Worried like Hell about my dad, I really hope he makes it through. I don't want to seem all angsty about it or whatever. ...Alright, I'm gonna go and take a nap to get rid of the stress, it usually works. Peace everyone.

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I had to buy it myself because I couldn't convince my grandmother to get it for me. She's a Jehova's Witness (It's horrible, really it is.) so it's really hard to get anything cool. Everything is too Satanic or scary for her so buying anything remotely fun is abysmal...

Anyway, it's a fun game and just hearing the Darkness's voice is awesome. It's just badass, I dunno. It's powers are really cool. The ending rocks too, I love how it goes all amped up powerful and kinda takes control.

And to anyone reading this (I'm probably talking to myself here, I can hardly see anyone coming here...) have a Merry Christmas and I hope you get what you've been wantin'.

]]> *Devil-Man13 http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/16024127/ http://Devil-Man13.deviantart.com/journal/16024127/ Fri, 21 Dec 2007 05:23:18 PST
Anyways, I had fatherly advice/information when I woke up for breakfast and got some Lucky Charms for my sleepy ass. Dad had to leave for work a little bit after that and as I said "See ya later Dad." he turns to me and says "AMF, James." I look at him for about a second longer which is usually his cue to give more information to what it means and he replies, and I quote "It means, "Adios Mother Fucker" or "Another time My Friend".

I've learned so much from my dad (And some shit and REALLY didn't want to know.) and it's just another thing about him I love. He can say some of the coolest/funniest shit on the fly. I try to do something comparable to him and I get nothing close to him (Except this one time messing with my Great Aunt and grandma xD). I can only hope that when I get older and I have a kid that I can pull the same shit that he can. I love ya dad, and kick the Hell outta work the way you anyways do and a comment on the side.

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I don't think I'm that bad looking, I'm not fat or horribly disfigured or anything. I'm actually 120 lbs. even though I don't work out and eat junk food. Family genetics include uber metabolism 'til our mid 20's apparently. Then it goes from 6-pack to keg (Family joke, but still funny.). I remember actually being a ladies man when I was in my preteens actually, (I'm not trying to glorify myself, even though I try to do it as much as possible.) I had a bunch of girls that liked me and was even invited to all-girls sleepovers. Kinda weird being the only boy there...and no, I'm not gay. Just want to clear that up.

Damn, just noticed that I'm getting off the point. Sorry, I do that alot. Anyways, I guess that started to feel sad that I don't really have a whole lot of people to really talk to. I just...I just want to hug someone. Like in those lovey-dovey pictures you see that make you go "Awww...". Just curl up with someone and hug them 'til you go to sleep ya know? But no, I've to be the scary guy at school who doesn't really get noticed all that much and when I do it's usually something that gets me pissed or upset. Damn, I don't even think some of my friends really know me all that well. I remember that there was this girl that kinda liked me. Well, she was the kinda person who was excited all the time and loved everybody. But liked to give hugs ya know, and everytime she gave me a hug...my day would brighten a little. I never let them know of course, I'm just the scary guy afterall. So I guess what I'm trying to say is...that all I want, is someone to just hug me once in a while, to let me know that I was included in someone's day. And if I can hug 'em back or have someone to hold onto and let my problems go away for a bit them that's all I really need. Just nuzzle into a girls chest (Decipher that how you want) and just stay there for a bit. That's all I want.

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