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Fuck. [edit]

~Silamai — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 07:57:31 PST

My USB stick fucked up on me some time in the last month; I don't know exactly when. I only just found out about it this morning and had to format it.

So all of my writing over the past six years went down the tubes.

I have a backup from back in August, but...ugh, NaNo stuff.

[edit] I'm remarkably okay with what happened now. I didn't have much of a reaction beyond a stunned, "...Oh." With the backup I had all I lost was that creepy/erotic vampire short story (I think I have a lot of it written out by hand so I'll be okay) and the ~10,000 words I had for this year's NaNo.

So that equals...what, 12,000 words I've written in the last four months? Ouch.

The things I do for the GaGa. :/

~Silamai — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 08:42:05 PST

I really love this acronym function.

This is pretty much just re-worked copy-paste from the LJ about my day yesterday trying to buy The Fame Monster, because it is apparently kind of difficult. I had originally just went out to get a copy of the Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince DVD, but then it evolved into this. And then afterwards I ripped it to the computer and was like "wtf, censored?" and looked it up on Wikipedia and apparently yes, censored. It's kinda long, so whatever, but there's some wtf at the end that could only come from me. It's kind of up there with "Bitches don't know about my crumpets" in my crowning moments of "GO TO BED BECAUSE YOU AREN'T MAKING SENSE."

(Also for some reason, this must be read with a British accent because for reasons unknown to myself I spent most of the day talking in it. Maybe it was just because I was psyched to get the new Harry Potter movie, but still, therapy cat is concerned.)

I went to Wal*Mart yesterday morning and they had like four shelf-slots for BeyoncÃ©'s ~~fourth (or was it fifth?)~~ third re-release of I Am... Sasha Fierce (I am not even kidding) but only one shelf-slot for The Fame Monster, which was sold out.

And is there a single store out there that sells Goldfrapp? For God's sake, it's not like they're a no-name band.

Either way I finally picked up a copy of the new Harry Potter movie, which I'm happy about. It's too bad I didn't get to see it in theaters like with all the others. I won't be making that mistake with the next two films. I also picked up a copy of P!nk's The Funhouse Tour: Live in Australia, because that woman is a fierce bitch and I love her to death. Did you see her performance on the MTV VMAs where she was swinging from a trapeze while singing Sober? If that's not epic, I don't know what is.

Anyway, I went out again with my grandmother later in the day to The Beat Goes On--which didn't get me anywhere--and then to another Wal*Mart that was in one of the local malls and had the same problem as the first Wal*Mart, though they replaced BeyoncÃ© with Justin Beiber or whatever his name is--it's that twelve-year old that's owned by some rapper, I think? One slot for the GaGa again; completely sold out...again.

Also, I have to say that I can't stand shopping at Wal*Mart, or any large store that's one of those "We sell a little bit of everything" places, but Wal*Mart especially because customers there are completely mental. Because they don't sell everything. Well they do, but they don't. I mean to say they don't sell enough of everything. I gathered up my courage and asked the employees in the Electronics Department if they had any copies in the back and no, they didn't.

So I ended up traipsing around the mall looking to see what stores they had that would sell CDs. The thing I hate is that there aren't many stores here that are music-centric without being explosively expensive. Apart from HMV, The Beat Goes On, and Sunrise, there are no stores that I can find that put CDs as their priority product. I really wish there was a way this problem could be alleviated. There needs to be some kind of store chain that's big enough to have its own building instead of a hole in a mall that's music-excl...

That's all very well, then.

~Silamai — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 20:10:04 PST

How's everyone today?

This is awkward, kinda.

~Silamai — Wed, 25 Nov 2009 09:36:47 PST

I'm listening to the Original Broadway Cast recording of Sweeney Todd.

Angela Lansbury's in it. You know, Angela Lansbury as in Mrs. Potts from Beauty and the Beast?

She plays Mrs. Lovett.

I'll be warm, I get hot / Heaven sakes, is that a spot!? KILL IT, MR. TODD! KILL IT! â«

_{Another fun musical fact: Victor Garber plays Anthony Hope. Garber was in a non-singing role in Rodgers and Hammerstein's Cinderella (the movie released in the '90's with Brandy (Cinderella), Whitney Houston (the Fairy Godmother), Bernadette Peters (the Wicked Stepmother (she is my favourite portrayal of her and her song is one of my favourites from the movie)), Whoopi Goldberg (the Queen) and Jason Alexander (Lionel, the herald)). I don't know why I feel I had to share this; I was just looking at the cast list and was like "Oh, I know some of these people! Wait..."}

Epic Fail

~Silamai — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 07:52:10 PST

I kinda ran out of steam NaNo-wise. Blame work. And just plain lazy on my part because I most definitely did have the time to catch up but I chose not to.

I still like the idea, though, and most definitely do intend to continue with it some time. You can read an excerpt over here if you want.

In other news, I just made a major purchase: an iPod. I have decided to call it (i)Sam after the character from the Sookie Stackhouse novels because that guy is just too nice for his own good and never once gets the girl he wants. He's a loyal pal and a 'nice guy', which in fiction terms means he will never get laid. Ever.

Y'all can have your bad boys and try to get them to change for you. I'll take one who's already nice, thank you very much.

I love how I went from naming an electronic device and suddenly seguÃ©d into a character critique that has absolutely no bearing on anything and makes me sound like I want to fuck my iPod.

In writing news I've been trying to write ~*erotic fiction*~ because I'm absolutely terrible at it and need to practice. No, you'll never see it.

That's pretty much it, lately. Other than that I've been working.

So how's everyone else?

NaNoWriMo '09

~Silamai — Sat, 31 Oct 2009 23:50:26 PDT

Busy busy busy busy busy busy

Title: Concerning Death and the Time After

Actually I might just shrink that down to 'Concerning Death' for simplicity's sake.

Main Plot: Girl finds out she's dead, and the only local ghost. Tries to figure out how to cross over while dealing with shit like trying not to fall through floors in buildings with a basement. Also might be a soul-harvesters sub-plot. Meets a stereotypical dumb jock who can see and hear her and haunts him until he agrees to help her cross over.

Meant to be deep and meaningful, but sounds like a load of teenage angst from this description.

Progress: 2,123 words.

Playlist contains the following albums:
Conjure One - Conjure One
Conjure One - Extraordinary Ways
Delerium - Chimera
Delerium - Nuages du Monde
EmilÃana Torrini - Love in the Time of Science
Emilie Autumn - Opheliac (Deluxe Edition)
Emilie Autumn - Laced/Unlaced
Goldfrapp - Felt Mountain [disc one of the Special Edition)
Goldfrapp - Black Cherry
Hans Zimmer, Henning Lohner & Martin Tillman - The Ring/The Ring Two
KT Tunstall - Eye to the Telescope
Ladytron - Witching Hour
Madonna - Ray of Light
Metric - Fantasies
Milla - The Divine Comedy
Mindless Self Indulgence - If
Patrick Wolf - Lycanthropy
Patrick Wolf - Wind in the Wires
Rachael Yamagata - Elephants...Teeth Sinking Into Heart
Sarah Slean - Night Bugs
Sarah Slean - Day One
Sarah Slean - The Baroness
Sarah Slean - The Baroness Redecorates
Sufjan Stevens - Illinois
Tori Amos - Boys for Pele
Tori Amos - From the Choirgirl Hotel
ä¸æé½å - Parasite EVE

Always looking for more stuff you think might fit.

Thoughts so far: Man, my protagonist's kind of a bitch.

D:

~Silamai — Sun, 25 Oct 2009 16:40:12 PDT

Me: Noooooooo, stay away, zombies!

Zombies: Fuck that. Om nom nooooooooommmmmmmmmmm.

Game: YOU ARE DEAD.

Me: Fuck this game, I'm going back to Mario Party. D:<

*turns all the lights on because this remake is fucking creepy*

Got of work early. Best day ever.

~Silamai — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 16:26:42 PDT

I am so happy right now that I feel like crying.

I went to The Beat Goes On and got almost the entire Tori Amos discography (main albums, I mean, though I got some singles/EPs too) because not a single one of those CDs was over $10.

And then I ended up spending like $250 at the store. I feel like I bought half the store.

It was epic, and I don't feel the least bit ashamed.

The Beat Goes On is to me as Hot Topic is to Twihards now.

My goal in life is to write, so...

~Silamai — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 13:35:57 PDT

I have discovered that I should try to break into tabloid journalism. The only job skill you need is the ability to make shit up. Don't believe me? Look at OK! magazine.

a.k.a. people LJ showed me this article they did on Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart's home/'love nest' and it's mixed pictures of a hotel room and stills of Edward's bedroom in Twilight. O. Rly.

THIS + EDIT

~Silamai — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 08:03:11 PDT

[edit] OH MY GOD I FOUND THE COMMERCIAL I WAS TALKING ABOUT; HAVE LINKED TO IT DOWN BELOW. [/edit]

...IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU TALK TO ME AT FOUR IN THE MORNING.

[link]

Was at my aunt's for Thanksgiving and there was a weird-ass commercial with two kids posing for a picture listening to music and their eyebrows were waggling all crazy-like.

1) That was fucking creepy, and
2) I'd like to know the name of that song, and
3) It was even creepier than this. [link]

IT EVEN HAS IT'S OWN WIKI PAGE YOU GUYS.

:(

~Silamai — Sat, 10 Oct 2009 15:07:14 PDT

Everyone's changing, I stay the same
I'm a solo cello outside a chorus
I've got a secret; it's time for me to tell
That you've been keeping me warm

Just sweet beginnings and bitter endings
In coffee city, we borrowed heaven
Don't give it back, I've never felt so wanted
Are you taking me home?

You tell me you have to go

In the heat of summer sunshine
I miss you like nobody else
In the heat of summer sunshine
I kiss you, and nobody needs to know

Oh God, what did I just write?

~Silamai — Sun, 04 Oct 2009 17:01:58 PDT

Alt. Title: In which my writing suddenly takes a turn for the sinister.

What I attempted to go for: erotic, but creepy. You're unsure whether you want to fap or hurl.

Results: vampire fiction, title "Insatiable/A Lack of Control".

Erotic part: blood-sucking, innuendo, etc.

Creepy part: victim being seven years old.

Success?: Pretty sure, yes.

Highlights:

His hand slipped down from her face to her neck, and then across the shirt that covered her chest, fingering at the cartoon that adorned it.

Translation: He felt her tits. Shamelessly. Shame. Less. Ly. Despite her being seven and lacking in chest.

"Do you like this guy here? Do you like Bugs?"

Translation: Unsure, exactly, but pretty sure it's some sort of euphemism for penis.

Diana gasped and mewled, suddenly becoming something that was at least ten years older than herself, but too young to know just what it was she was experiencing or what to do about it. She touched herself; she touched Zeke. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He held her by the waist and pulled her to the edge of the dresser, pressing their bodies together and grasping her tight against his chest while he fed.

Translation: FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Posting on dA?: Probably not without getting banned, jeez. That and it's only half-done. Now I have to illustrate Lance's voracious appetite for the blood of other vampires in a master/slave kind of deal.

Actually the master/slave thing kind of came out of nowhere and probably won't happen...I think.

*ponders*

_{_{_{I mean it could work, since he's in need of punishment and all for being an idiot and unable to control himself, but...hm, vampires in leather...}}}

In which I say weird things.

~Silamai — Thu, 01 Oct 2009 23:27:14 PDT

Oh, it's October.

That means they'll be selling the bags of single Reese's Peanut Butter Cups (along with lame-ass Oh Henry's and Reese's Pieces).

In other news, I love Abney Park. And steampunk fashion. It almost makes me want to, like...make a costume or something.

_{I'm seriously considering joining Script Frenzy come April.}

The library will steal my soul.

~Silamai — Sat, 26 Sep 2009 14:08:22 PDT

Went to the library on the bus today.

Cons:
Raining.
Had two bags of books to take back.
Said bags didn't have wide enough straps for my hands.
Did not have anything to cover books to prevent...ruination, so had to use coat.
Had to take two bags of books home. Heavier the second time around.
Had a $2 fine, dropped my toonie in the bag and had to get another one because it was taking way too fucking long to find. At least I didn't lose that toonie permanently.
I returned my books a day late (I was going to go to the library yesterday but we had to work until 3 on Thursday so we weren't able to function early enough before work) so I have fines on those too.
Misplaced my bus pass while waiting for the bus to come home, started freaking out and going "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck" with an older man in hearing distance on the other side of the road frowning disapprovingly while my mother's cackling like the Wicked Witch of the West. Found it in my coat pocket after turning out my book bags.

Pros:
My hold on Libba Bray's "Going Bovine" came in.
The library now has a limit of 100 items instead of 50 (and so help me, you all know I will somehow max this out).
They also have a new checkout method that's like 5 times faster and doesn't require them to individually scan each item. Actually, this might be a con too because I couldn't keep up with packing the books, especially while looking for the toonie.

Now I'm feeling better. I can't wait for the Chinese food to come.

Reading List

Fiction:
Gina Farago - Ivy Cole and the Moon
Kaye Morgan - Sinister Sudoku
Kaye Morgan - Murder by Numbers
Kaye Morgan - Death by Sudoku
Mike Carey - Thicker Than Water
Mike Carey - The Devil You Know
Mike Carey - Dead Men's Boots
Mike Carey and Gleen Fabry - Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere (graphic novel)
Neil Gaiman - Coraline
Neil Gaiman - Stardust

THE DOOR IS OPEN

~Silamai — Sat, 26 Sep 2009 01:59:37 PDT

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Devious Journal Entry

~Silamai — Tue, 22 Sep 2009 01:04:48 PDT

I have to be up in four hours and I can't sleep.

Fuck.

Name That Tune 2009

~Silamai — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 23:10:37 PDT

Since my collection is now steeped in what I like to call 'shit I actually know and enjoy', I decided to give this another shot.

I list the first line or two, you tell me the name of the song and the artist/band that sings it. Simple as that. No cheating by looking up the lyrics.

1. Madonna - Celebration (Benny Benassi Remix Edit) *Betelgeux
2. Science wears a new suit to his coffee, toast, and eggs
3. How come there's so many people willing to suffer, so they get up and suffer every day
4. I read you, and God I'm good at it, I'm so spot on
5. Dead is the new alive, despair's the new survival, a pointless point of view
6. Britney Spears - Outrageous =backshadow
7. Plain White T's - Hey There Delilah =shinigumi
8. Dixie Chicks - Goodbye Earl ~Zealith
9. Nicole Kidman - One Day I'll Fly Away *Betelgeux
10. I am not your seÃ±orita, I am not from your tribe
11. Her face is a map of the world, is a map of the world
12. Kelly - Shoes Remix ~TwilightLavender
13. Driving in your car, with the windows down and a beat up stereo
14. Sheryl Crow - Soak Up the Sun ~TwilightLavender
15. There's an urgency I'm feeling for the first time, it's all mine
16. Sarah McLachlan - Sweet Surrender =shinigumi
17. Sam Sparro - Hot Mess *Betelgeux
18. Madonna - Frozen *Betelgeux
19. M.I.A. - Paper Planes =shinigumi
20. Cher - Believe *Betelgeux
21. I'm not a virgin anymore. I just thought you should know.
22. ProzzÃ¤k - Shag Tag (You're It!) ~TwilightLavender
23. I really think I better get a hold of myself, don't wanna let the night get ahead of myself
24. I live at the end of a five and a half minute hallway
25. Dragonette - The Boys (Calvin Harris cover) ~TwilightLavender

Fuck that.

~Silamai — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 08:35:38 PDT

My new job can be tiresome sometimes.

Though even though I could probably endlessly bitch about the weird things that happen at work, I do like it. The people I work with are nice, and the boss is cool. And now that we've got some new people hired, I might actually get to come home at 11PM (when I'm supposed to get off work) instead of 3AM every day.

Though I really need to try to stop making really easy mistakes and stop saying really stupid things. I must look like an idiot to my coworkers.

*sometimes wants to die*

I've been trying to write something pedorific during my breaks for my There May Even Be Shorts stuff (in an attempt to flesh out my universe and finally figure out my canon for my supernatural beings; I'm getting there with regular vampires) but it's been difficult to get time. I also came up with my idea for NaNoWriMo 2009 which is kinda weird in a philosophical way...sort of but not really. I hope I can make it to November without growing to hate it because I think it's a good idea.

I hate it when I'm thinking of things I shouldn't, but can't help it even though it sometimes hurts me to think of them. But then I shouldn't be hurt by them in the first place because it's been so many months since they happened but I just can't help myself.

On vampires, romances, and mixing the two.

~Silamai — Sun, 06 Sep 2009 04:07:01 PDT

A disclaimer before I begin: It should be known that I don't dislike vampire romances, since I fully admit to liking Charlaine Harris (as well as the True Blood TV series) and Kim Harrison's books. I also realise that not everything has to be taken so seriously.

However, at the end of the day, I think we have to realise one thing: vampire/human romances don't make sense.

If anyone says something along the lines of "It's not real, it doesn't have to make sense!" then they're a sorry excuse for an artist/writer/reader/viewer/etc. Even movies, TV shows, books, and games that are seemingly random or convoluted, make sense at the very core. It's not my fault you don't get it.

I feel there are a couple of points that support my argument.

1. Say cheeseburgers are your favourite food. Would you take a cheeseburger out on a date? Would you kiss a cheeseburger goodnight on their front porch? Would you have sex with a cheeseburger?

If you answered 'No' to all three, then you'll see where I'm going in reference to vampire/human relationships. If you answered yes...well. You don't date the food.

As a counter-argument I can understand a vampire keeping a human as a sort of pet and live-in blood bag, but this willy-nilly 'I won't eat you because I love you too much' stuff is, um...strange.

2. A vampire can easily be centuries older than the human they date. It can't be helped, I know, but why are so many of these books and shows centered on a vampire dating a teenager (while never taking a single sip of their blood)? If a vampire can't have sex, why would they stick around a whiny 16 year old who hasn't done a single thing in their life, even if the vampire is a teenager in appearance? It seems more appropriate to me that a vampire would be interested in an older (as in 40 and up) human, because at least there will be a chance of intellectual stimulation, since they can share experiences they've had over the years.

Of course, it can be argued that an old vampire may be drawn to innocence and youth after living for a few centuries. To me, that would suggest more of a parent/child or student/mentor relationship than anything. It'd be interesting to see a vampire as a mentor to a human, cultivating them like a rose without acting like some sugar daddy. A vampire sexually drawn to a young'n's innocence? Um...sick. Sure, teens are spry, but at least the older humans have experience under their belt in that department.

3. And as a moment of pettiness, why is it so appealing to have sex with a dead person? Like it or not, that's considered necrophilia in most parts of the world, even if the corpse is fucking right back.

I think the main problem with the vampires of today is that they're now considered safe. It's okay to be in a dangerous relationship with a vampire because, in actuality, it's not a dangerous relationship at all. In an effort to detract from traditional vampire roles and make an original vampire character, certain aspects have been altered or removed entirely to cater to new fans. As a result, today's vampires don't have fangs. Today's vampires can easily live off of the blood of animals (if they drink blood at all), and enjoy doing so. Today's vampires don't have the ability to force you to do their bidding with a single look, and if they can, they don't want to. Today's vampires spend hours primping in front of a mirror. Today's vampires are pure, true, misunderstood, and sexy. Today's vampires sparkle in direct sunlight without being homosexuals. Today's vampires are bad boys while never having to do anything bad at all, since the only condition of being bad is to be astronomically beautiful...and not a homosexual.

To make a vampire these days that's inherently evil is now considered novel and fresh. I don't know if that's more weird or sad.

Of course, I myself am guilty of this. While my vampires aren't inherently evil, they do suffer from quite the case of apathy.

It's weird for me to write a vampire character. Zeke's initial creation was intended to be a parody/sarcastic snark of modern vampire stories, but has since taken on a life of his own and has (at least to me) become a somewhat likable character. I want to take a step back to the traditional outlook on vampires when they were evil and metaphorically sexual beings, as opposed to ever-good and literally sexual beings. I'm not much of a fan of vampires to begin with, but vampire novels/movies/etc. have a built-in fan base. The trouble is, half of it is also filled with fans of...well if you'll pardon the elitist expression, it's full of imitation vampire lovers. People who've never touched anything like Carmilla, Dracula, Nosferatu, Interview With the Vampire!Lestat* or anything remotely similar. It's disheartening to think that if I were to...

New Last.fm.

~Silamai — Thu, 03 Sep 2009 22:06:03 PDT

It's sad that I abandoned my old account because with the amount of plays I had, I wasn't able to import my iTunes Play Counts from the last nine months of Internet-less-ness. Since 9 months can change a person musically, I decided to just up and make a new account. If anyone wants to add me, go right ahead.

JOB

~Silamai — Mon, 31 Aug 2009 06:40:49 PDT

Got a job. Now just need to figure out the frickin' bus schedule. The site really needs to do something like Google Maps where you put in a starting address, the address of where you want to go, and then it provides route information for you. THANKS GRT SITE.

Oh wait, they do have that but you have to place phone calls. Still.

$11.00/hour.

Dunno if it's full time or until they're not busy anymore. D:

I got my mom into Dragonette.

Will be getting Internet on Wednesday, but don't know how much I can hang out because I work afternoons (2:30 to, um...whenever, it tends to vary. First day I worked until 3 in the morning and the next only 'till 11).

Writing a Western?

~Silamai — Thu, 30 Jul 2009 06:05:41 PDT

It's very odd when I have to stop what I'm writing and ask myself this:

"Am I writing a Fantasy or am I writing a Western with Fantasy elements?"

It's also disconcerting when I find out that the answer is the latter. I can't say I've ever written anything Western-ish. Ever. Nor have I had much of an interest in it. Yet here I am.

You know, before he died my grandfather told me once that I should write a Western. I was like "Yeah right, whatever." I mean, I've only seen a handful of Western-type movies and I don't read any Western books at all.

Strange days.

A brief synopsis:

Sean has a lot to live up to. His father invented the steam engine in his youth, and has put the family name into history books the world over. Sean has no interest in steam whatsoever, and is content to live out his days riding on his father's coattails.

But then his father is murdered one night, and before he knows it, Sean is inducted as the head of the Crimberg estate.

The Guard, who are known to take bribes, have no leads in the murder case, and Sean is worried that he'll drag his family down into the ground with his limited knowledge of the outside world.

So what better way to postpone the inevitable than by touring the world on one of a steam locomotive inspired by his father's designs in an attempt to find the conspirator who ordered his father's death?

With him he takes two people and one thing: one, his former employee and best friend Clark Kinder, whose secrets about his employment and connections in the world make Sean uneasy, and Wembley Parrish, the dark-skinned*, freelance investigator who dreams of bringing his people out of slavery by making a name for hismelf as one of the top investigators in the world.

Apart from his trusty flintlocks and the clothes on his back, Sean only brings one other thing on his journey: an egg given to him by the Mayor that's the size of his head. In the higher class, it's customary for those who come of age to receive an egg blessed by the Witches of the North, and the creature inside will match the personality of whoever cares for the egg, even if said creature has no business coming out of an egg in the first place. But with three people trying to keep this egg safe at the same time, just what can be expected to burst its way out?

_{* I would have referred to them as African-Americans but unfortunately there is no Africa or America in this fictional world so I can't really think of anything less racist to say that would take place during this kind of time period because for some random reason I'm being politically correct in the manuscript so far.}

I expect there to be gunslinging, bank robberies, train robberies, zeppelin robberies, robberies of other Westerny-kinds, cowboy boots, spurs, large sideburns, whores, and sausage-moustaches the likes of which would make Sam Elliott envious.

Also magic spells, creatures, a man cursed by a witch and turned into the world's most beautiful woman, and a pet chimera with three imprinted 'mommies'.

_{And of course some subtextual gayness, because I can't write a single manuscript without it. GAY COWBOYS OMG OH WAIT IT'S BEEN DONE BEFORE.}

But no Clint Eastwood, sorry to say. D:

I GET AROUND ♪

~Silamai — Sun, 26 Jul 2009 18:00:12 PDT

HERE I COME WHEN I BETTER GO
I SAY YES WHEN I OUGHTA SAY NO âª

I had $30 in fines at the library. I didn't know I was capable of such a thing. They almost denied me my 30 CDs and 4 books. D:

Want to read some John Grisham after watching The Rainmaker. Randy Travis beating the crap out of John Voigt is hilarious, sorry to say.

Also have fallen in love with Dean Koontz's Odd Thomas books. Finished Odd Hours just this morning. Odd actually kinda reminds me of *Betelgeux in a weird way. Maybe I could finally get him to pick up some books to read if I tell him so.

But you know me, I'm always trying to get people to read something decent that's better than Twilight ~~which = ever book written ever including the books that spell 'vampire' with a Y~~.

I have realised that I can't write sex. At all. No fun. The awkward morning after is okay, though. I love how they both regret what they did but for drastically different reasons.

Decided that Ike's wife didn't die of cancer, instead committed suicide via strychnine or however it's spelled.

Want that new Dragonette album so hard.

I didn't know that a song about a murderer could be so beautiful. Seriously, look up Sufjan Stevens' "John Wayne Gacy, Jr" on YouTube.

Devious Journal Entry

~Silamai — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 12:45:34 PDT

Ugh, I hate that Wikipedia doesn't have any of the album art for Canada's version of the Now That's What I Call Music! series. It's impossible to find online because they're just called Now! here and trying to do an image search for them just gives you the American and UK covers.

I'd've just scanned them myself when I got them out of the library but they were covered in library stamps and barcodes and stuff. Sadness.

Hey there, Mister T! waves

~Silamai — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 09:33:28 PDT

Please tell me that there's someone out there who's loving Aqua's Back to the 80s as much as I am.

I have it on repeat, it'll be hitting the 200 plays mark today.

They need to make a whole new album with this kind of stuff. Really. I'm not even joking.

Sherlock Holmes is pretty snazzy.

~Silamai — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 07:27:36 PDT

Phew, Law is tiresome sometimes. I'm actually lagging behind, so I'm gonna have to play some catch-up this week. It's not terrible or anything, but I just approach it weird. My reaction while reading all of the stuff is "God, when can we get to criminal law?"

Not that I'd ever become a criminal lawyer. My main attack while someone is on the stand would probably be something like "I object on the basis that the witness is a douchebag."

I win at persuasive arguments.

I'm starting to appreciate the value of multiple drafts. I wonder how much better I'd've done on my school work and essays if I actually bothered to write a second draft (I used to fabricate my rough copies and add in mistakes on purpose to make it look like I actually edited). I like how my work appears to be improving now, though it still needs a lot of help.

I need to buy myself a notebook or something because I keep getting new ideas that I just don't have time to write and don't want to forget them.

I've discovered I like Sherlock Holmes.

Devious Journal Entry

~Silamai — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 08:07:14 PDT

!!! is the best band name ever.

End of story.

Things I have discovered:
- I can't write sex to save my life.

I really need to finish typing up this short story so that I can post it or something. It's been sitting on my desk for forever.

Life's ambitions.

~Silamai — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 07:16:09 PDT

In no particular order.

- Write a book and get it published.
- Write another book and get it published.
- Continue the first two points over and over until death.
- Meet Oprah.
- Watch the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
- Compile the ultimate music collection.
- If ever get a group of fans for own work, bitch them out once in a while for no apparent reason because I'm a horrible person to be a fan of.
- Meet Tori Amos.
- Meet Christopher Rice.
- Meet Kelley Armstrong (again).
- Meet Charlaine Harris.
- Meet Kim Harrison.
- Meet Patricia Briggs.

I'm kinda bored.

$2.99 for CDs?

~Silamai — Tue, 09 Jun 2009 09:00:23 PDT

I had a field day yesterday.

For those of you who aren't in the know, I'm a repressed shopaholic. It's like the instant I get money, the essentials like rent and so on are put aside ASAP and then I just put on my shopping clothes and go to town.

There's a little convenience store down near where I live (that's way too expensive, but convenience has to cost something these days, it seems). I have a love/hate relationship with the store because I'm always being sent down there to buy Coke for my folks and they never have any (they have an abundance of Diet and Coke Zero and so on but never the regular old stuff). Yesterday my mother found out that the owner keeps the Coke in another section entirely, and while we were down there I noticed that way in the back of the store, there's a little CD rack.

Then I notice the big stickers on every case that say "SALE $2.99".

My hands just start grabbing of their own accord until I have like 12 CDs. I haven't even looked at half of them. Then I realise that even though they're cheap, 12 CDs add up, so I put them all back and wonder "Hmm, I wonder why they're so cheap? Are they used?"

Then I realise that while they're all new, they're all old.

Now by 'old' I don't mean, like, Tibetan Chanting or Ancient Japanese Tea Ceremony music. I mean, like, there isn't a single CD there that was put out in the last 5 years.

So cue me, looking through all the CDs giggling -- actually, it was more cackling. The kind of cackle when you realise you've just been made dictator of the universe. I'm sure the cashier up front thought I had issues. Interspersed between the cackling was me going "Oh my God" over and over again in various ways.

They had MyTown. They had O-Town. They had Destiny's Child*. They had Jewel**. They had Madonna***. They had the Spice Girls****. They had 98 Degrees. They had Take5. They had the Backstreet Boys.

They had my childhood on a rack.

I got a MuchDance compilation from 2001 without even really looking at the back. It wasn't until I got home that I finally looked at the album.

You never realise how long it's been since 2000/2001 until you look at the popular music of that year. Here's the tracklist: [link]

I also got Dido's "No Angel". That was about it. It was awesome.

In other news, my SNES seems to have out-lasted my N64. My N64 keeps freezing on me when I play mah games.

_{* As in like...back when "Say My Name" was their big song.
** The Spirit album, which I so bought because it has "Hands" on it.
*** Ray of Light and Bedtime Stories, the latter of which I also so bought because that album is sex in a disc.
**** Which I didn't buy but now have cravings to go over there to see if the sale is still on and purchase.}

You can't afford no ring...

~Silamai — Fri, 29 May 2009 07:13:53 PDT

I SHOULDN'T BE WEARIN' WHITE AND YOU CAN'T AFFORD NO RING!

I now finally have every Dixie Chicks album with Natalie Maines as the singer. The Top of the World Tour album is amazing.

I don't even know why I love them so much. They're pretty much the only country I'll listen to.

So after ~110,000 words, my leads finally kiss. Took me long enough. ~~I wonder if they'll have sex...~~

I want to hear the new AC/DC album. D:

And get more Now! CDs. D: D:

Ugh, but I can't put any more holds on stuff because if I do I'll have over 50 items when I go and get them, and I can only take out that many items from the library.

They need to offer some kind of platinum library card. :/

My mother got the "In Odd We Trust" graphic novel out because she's a Dean Koontz fan. That was pretty cool (I still laugh about how he got mooned by ex-president Lyndon B. Johnson), and now I'm reading the books.

I've also been looking into Iris Johanson.

I hope the new Sookie Stackhouse book comes in soon. :/

Don't go wasting your emotions...

~Silamai — Mon, 25 May 2009 08:46:01 PDT

Lay all your love on me

My mother went yard-saling the other day and bought me ABBA's "Gold: Greatest Hits" as a joke, so now I finally have a copy of Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight).

If I had any skills, I'd make a mash-up and call it "Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (Hung Up After Midnight)".

I got the new Tori Amos album!

It's weird, but I like it. It's kinda like Boys For Pele and From the Choirgirl Hotel (not musically, just in the fact that I didn't like them at first but then grew to love them).

Realised the other day that I have so much more work on There May Even Be Demons to do. Here are some of my problems.

1. Needs more action. Apart from the intro and the climax, nothing happens. Bennett goes to one place, chats, goes to another place, chats, etc. So I opened up my notebook and wrote out a bunch of things that could happen, and now most of them are getting written in.

2. Need to show the relationship between Bennett and Elaine more. I've said in the story that Bennett is looking out for Elaine all the time, but I haven't really shown it at all. Made a list of things that they could do together, and most of them are getting added in.

3. More show, less tell. This is self-explanatory. Most of it comes from the daily deadlines I had during NaNoWriMo, and now that I have time, I can go back and fix it all.

4. The dialogue is loose. I need to tighten it up some.

That book on revising and editing's really coming in handy, even though the author aludes to "The Fugitive" like every other page. I think she has a hardon for that movie.

And of cours at the same time I'm still writing the sequel. Silly me.

I feel terrible about Victoria Stafford. I wish the best for her family and hope that they'll find closure soon.

You know the games I play and the words I say...

~Silamai — Thu, 21 May 2009 08:26:38 PDT

...when I want my own way.

It's weird when I have to open up my old His Hands file to look up a description of a character that appears in There May Even Be Wolves.

I ended up reading the entire thing.

Ewwwwww...

It's also weird where a pivotal scene takes place in my city. By the library. And the cop shop.

I've discovered that I have a running gag throughout this series.

I've also discovered that out of nowhere half of my cast in There May Even Be Wolves is gay in some way.

If the elephants have past lives...

~Silamai — Wed, 20 May 2009 09:16:15 PDT

Yet are destined to always remember
It's no wonder how they scream
Like you and I they must have some temper
And I am dreaming of them on the plains
Dirtying up their beds
Watching for some sign of rain
To cool their hot heads

And how dare that you send me that card
When I'm doing all that I can do
You are forcing me to remember
When all I want is to just forget you

I'm here because I just finished a bunch of research I had to do for my course. I was kinda flustered about that because I asked the registrars if I would need to use the Internet at any time during my course (since I don't have it and all) and they said I wouldn't. So far that's been true, and in any essay-type questions they've asked me, they've given me a case to base my essay off of.

Out of nowhere today suddenly I have about five questions that require me to go to some government sites and look up some cases to write essays off of. Lovely. :/

And then the site they recommend leads me to a 404 Error page.

Maybe this means I'll be splurging on an Internet connection next month if this is what's gonna happen.

Devious Journal Entry

~Silamai — Fri, 15 May 2009 09:46:48 PDT

Muahahahaha, music.

I randomly found the soundtrack for the Anne of Green Gables TV miniseries. Two twenty-minute tracks.

DON'T MAKE FUN. THAT IS A CANADIAN CLASSIC AND YOU ALL LOVE IT. I KNOW YOU DO. DON'T DENY IT.

On music.

~Silamai — Wed, 13 May 2009 06:33:31 PDT

For some reason I find that Mindless Self Indulgence's "If" album is -- pardon the pun -- aural sex.

Not that I didn't like it before, but now I've been listening to it a lot and have just fallen in love with it. For some reason I can't stop listening to the "Mark David Chapman" track. Must be that synthesized "MARK CHAPMAN" part of the chorus. It's been a long time since I've heard that used in a song and liked it.

Took a dive and put holds on CDs at the library. I don't like getting CDs from the library because half of the time they're scratched all to hell, but I've been listening to the same stuff for however many months I've been gone and I'm in need of something new. Most of it is compilation albums that have one or two tracks from artists I like/like to try (Benny Benassi/Armin van Buurin) but I've gotten a few from different artists I'd like to hear more of.

Ones I'm hoping will be in before Friday:
The Corrs - Borrowed Heaven
Melissa Etheridge - Lucky
Various - Ultra Weekend 2
Various - Party Mix 2K6
Various - Hitmix 2007
Various - Ultra 2008
Various - Summer Rush 2007
Vanessa-Mae - The Best of Vanessa-Mae
Britney Spears - B in the Mix: The Remixes
Bond - Shine
Bond - Explosive: The Best of Bond
Bond - Classified
Bond - Born (the Bond is actually for my mom, but I listen to them on occasion)

Ones that most likely won't be in but I put a hold on anyway for later:
Britney Spears - Circus
Katy Perry - One of the Boys (I officially hate myself t(-_-t) )
Lily Allen - It's Not Me, It's You

On a random note, I'd like to go to Rennes-le-ChÃ¢teau and see the Church of Mary Magdalene. Maybe the Tour Magdala too.

Tell 'em to gather up the splinters

~Silamai — Mon, 11 May 2009 12:33:21 PDT

Build a casket for my teeeeeeeeears

Finished the second draft of There May Even Be Demons. I think...maybe one last draft and it'll be, like...you know, ready.

Kinda psyched about that.

Um...Law's kinda okay. Going through all of the historical movements of how law changed and so on in Canada and finally got to 1867. I'm like "Finally, something I've actually heard of other than the American Revolution."

The people in the apartment above me were blasting Benny Benassi's "Satisfaction" and Britney Spears' cover of "My Prerogative" this morning. It was awesome.

I'm all right, I'm all right.

~Silamai — Mon, 04 May 2009 17:25:14 PDT

Seeing weird things. What's with Mr. Gregory House seeing things that aren't there? Then again, last time I watched he was still in court because of that cop or whatever, so...

Sorry, updating from my aunt's place again and hearing random things from the telly.

Um...nothing new to report really. Moved in well, getting a small case of cabin fever but am surviving.

New Tori Amos album this month. I just watched the video for Maybe California. Definitely...different. I'm not sure if that's in a good way or not, but in the past when I hear something from Tori that doesn't appeal to me the first time, I end up loving it (case in point: Boys for Pele, From the Choirgirl Hotel). I may go out and actually buy it.

Um...doing a correspondance course, Introduction to Law or whatever because um...well, this is kinda sorta embarrassing but I took a wrong turn in my high school education and am a credit away from having a full diploma, and that's kinda screwed me up with trying to get hired at places. It's kinda sad when I'll go to a place like McDonald's where a good portion of the employees are four years younger than me and I'm told that I'm unqualified to wipe semen/feces off of a bathroom wall. So I'm trying to rectify that, all the while writing away.

As for 'Why Law?', I think it might help considering my main character is a police officer, and I want to find out just how many laws my family breaks. They're of the persuasion that laws are like expiry dates: 'suggestions'.

I think it'd be cool to be a forensic anthropologist or a CSI. Too many Science classes, though.

Um, writing around things. Thirty or so pages of There May Even Be Wolves, and editing There May Even Be Demons has taken me to Chapter 13 (I never separate my writing into chapters during the first draft; merely parts).

WTF HOUSE IS APOLOGIZING.

I'm starting to see things come together with regards to There May Even Be... stuff. There May Even Be Demons, Wolves, Vampires, the Ike book, the werewolf series spinoff, the Bramble spinoff...I think that if I play my cards right, I could keep myself writing for a while, if there's an audience that'd like to read it.

You ever think of something that's so fucked up that you just have to write/draw/sing/play about it?

The thing I've found in my first drafts is that I don't have much action or tension. For TMEBD I had two actual 'fight scenes', both at the end. With the removal of the villainous sidekick I'm down to one. Considering I'm writing an urban fantasy or something, I'd think that action would be, like, imperative, so I'll have to work on that.

Also toning up the romance for TMEBW. New Years and all that, and TMEBV would probably be around Valentine's. I think I'm going to be okay for now.

Might post the first five chapters of my revision for your viewing displeasure. Just for a while, though.

If anyone wants to get ahold of me they can drop me a note. I can't guarantee that I'll be prompt in my responses but I will try to respond. Ask/talk about anything; I could use the interaction.

Random adventure: sitting in the 'backyard' with my mother and grandmother. One of the tenants on the ground floor had all windows open and was having an 'intimate ~~moment~~ half hour'. Loudly. Very vocal. Hilarious.

Would really like to get some music from The Corrs and, um...some guy that *Betelgeux really likes that does some remixes. Armand van something, maybe? Too lazy to check.

ALL-WEREWOLF ROCK BANDS.

~Silamai — Tue, 21 Apr 2009 09:52:49 PDT

Oh haiiiiiiiiii.

Still not online fr rlz. Sad, I know. Oh well.

Um, new stuff...

Moved, that's a big one. Still unpacking my shit, found the hard copy of the first story I ever wrote. I remember because half of it was written on an electric typewriter. There's purple and green gel pen corrections all over the place, and it all reeks of fourteen year old fanfiction, and ugh, so terrible. I must read it. I can't believe I thought I actually wrote well back then.

The tentative There May Even Be Demons is in revision phase #1 right now, which basically entails me going through and cutting out the scenes that just don't work. It's kinda funny because every time I cut out a scene I have to write something new to connect it all back together again, so my word count has only gone down by like 500 words. What sucks is now that I understand my villian better, I have to axe his sidekick because his existence doesn't fit, so yeah. I suppose it's better to have written those 15,000 words about him and decided they were worthless instead of not writing about him at all and spending all that time wondering what it would have been like to have him.

The sequel, tentatively titled There May Even Be Wolves () is about 10,000 words or so along. In essence, editing the first story while writing the second sounds like a really stupid idea, but I think I'm managing to pull it off so far.

As for The Statuette, I actually haven't been working on it that much. I'm kinda letting the story stew in my head because half of it has to be written like a play script and I haven't quite figured that part out yet.

Something else I've been working on was going back to this story I started back in January and only wrote 10,000 words of that got put on the back burner. It's called The Revenge Date and is another lame-ass gay romance and I feel like such a dweeb writing it and there's like quasi-graphical oral sex lol omg fr srs. It's actually my latest trek into writing in First Person. It actually feels kind of refreshing to do that. My high school Writer's Craft teacher said that it was a better idea to write novels in the Third and I understand why, but I feel like I have an easier time injecting the characterization into a First Person viewpoint. So I might play around with that some more.

Anyway, that's all for now, I think. See y'all later.

P.S.: I still can't believe that it took me so long to realise that "If U Seek Amy" was a code for F-U-C-K Me. Being away from the Internet has made me extremely slow on the uptake. Durrrrrrrr.

P.P.S.: Random thing I heard about Twilight that I just have to mention: what's with the tards who think that Stephen King is jealous of Smeyer and only wishes that he could be as popular as her, eh? Double durrrrrrrrr. Also, wtf at the Cullenism religion. That's some scary shit. I totally called it that there was going to be a crazy-ass cult around the books. Someone owes me $20 for that.

P.P.P.S.: Oh, totally forgot to mention. The title of the journal entry has to do with Mais Oui, a rock band in There May Even Be Wolves. Also, because this idea occurred to me like three months before NaNo '08, there are several references to His Hands in TMEBW for, like, reasons that only I know.

No, that doesn't mean that His Hands is going legit. God, no. Just...no. Don't even think about it.

'Ello.

~Silamai — Tue, 31 Mar 2009 09:08:47 PDT

Hello again. Just passing through, unfortunately.

I hear Tori Amos is coming out with a new album. Super psyched. I've been listening to her so much since the Internet got cut off. She is my idol and inspiration, after all. So amazing. Can't wait to see what comes next.

Um, as of last night, the first draft of "There May Even Be Demons" is finito. About 91,000 words or so. Woo hoo, I suppose. Still a lot of work to do, however.

_{"There May Even Be Demons 2" (though it will be called something different, because unlike movies, us writers can't just ride on a previous title and expect good sales) is 2,500 words along. Â¬_Â¬}

The filicide story, now tentatively called "The Statuette", is coming along okay as well. I can't remember if I just passed the 20,000 word or 30,000 word mark, so I'm just going to say it's around 25,000 words and leave it at that. I'm really glad I picked up this book on writing for the stage, though I have no idea how large a pica actually is. You have me (and my character) going "I thought pica was some kind of disease..."

Beat Persona 4. Amazing game, really, and frickin' hilarious, to boot. I feel like such a trooper.

Game: "YOU MUST FIND OUT WHO THE KILLER IS IN THREE TRIES OR ELSE YOU GET THE BAD ENDING."
Me: "..............OH MY GOD."
Mother: "What?"
Me: "I know who the killer is! But it can't be that person!"
Mother: "Why not?"

And then I had a revelation that ended with me saying "Oh, that lying sack of pus!"

I am so smart. S-M-R-T.

Will be moving to a new apartment building soon. I haven't really understood why each year the rent of an apartment goes up. I mean I would understand that if there was, like, maintenance done to the building or something and the quality of living improved, but uh...yeah. Building owner's prerogative, I suppose.

Anyway, I think that's about all for now.

Something to consider while I'm gone:

If there was a house on the real estate market that was the scene of a horrific tragedy however many years ago, and all of the people who owned the home thereafter either fled the house screaming or died in horrible ways, wouldn't it make sense to take it off the market? Though I suppose it's in the real estate agent's best interest. They must make a ton on commission for selling that house over and over again. I get this weird mental image of an agent in a red suit counting the money they got (in plain cash, no less), giggling to themselves and saying "Oh, by the way, a few murders happened here but I'm sure it's nothing to worry about."

Odd.

JUST CALL ME ANGEL OF THE MORRRNING, BAAAABEEH...

~Silamai — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 13:27:36 PDT

I have no idea why that song's in my head.

So yes, I'm here for a few hours. Probably won't be doing much, though; just letting people know that yes, I'm quite alive (rumours of my death... etc. etc. etc.) and yes, I'm still kicking.

As to what's new, nothing much. I've become all reclusive and so on, spending most of my time reading and/or writing.

There May Even Be Demons is over 83,000 words and is one scene away from being finished. It would've been finished forever ago but I get weird about endings and leave them for no apparent reason for a month or six. I came to a random realization about it the other day which will link it to some of my other work (series, maybe?) but overall I can't stand the bloody thing and can't wait to start the editing process.

While the hiatus is going on I did some brief work on The Pack, now being called "Shred" for reasons unknown even to myself. I recall now that I've always said that my longest ever chapter/scene is the dreaded Chapter 11 of ~~The Picture of Dorian Gray~~ His Hands and this one scene (half a chapter, really) of Shred beats it by about 4,000 words. Go me, eh? I'm now officially longwinded.

Also started work on something new, an untitled story involving a filicide (I think that's the word) back in 1989 in the small town of Harrington Fields, Ontario. Twenty years later a city family moves in to the town and the mother begins to lose time while the oldest son discovers the grisly history of what happened in his new home twenty years prior through a stageplay he's unnaturally compelled to write for the school Drama club.

It's lame, to say the least.

In other news, I'm officially twenty years old as of today. Good God, I'm twenty and unemployed. My title is officially that of "layabout" and/or "sleazeball". Must be more diligent in my pursuit of life and happiness, suck up my pride, and go to a frickin' fast food chain or something. I'm too young to become an eccentric recluse (the eccentric recluse title has an age minimum of thirty-four years of age and a scraggly beard is required).

Took some games back to EB Games (got $28 for them, holy crap (that's never happened)), got Clock Tower 3, Persona 4 (OMFG) and Dragon Quest IV. Also went to library, have two bags of books. Lovely.

Hopefully when I reappear after three more months of hermit...ness, there will be better news.

Hoping you are all well,

Silamai.

[edit] Oh, and if anyone's wondering "Where the hell did all of the writing go?" I put it in storage before my Internet got cut off. Was really disappointed in it as the good majority of it was subpar and didn't want people to see it anymore. Any mourners of His Hands (be still, my ego) should know that yes, I still have it on my USB stick as I never delete anything.
[another edit] How the living fuck did my Music stamp get over 400 favourites?

Yo.

~Silamai — Sat, 13 Dec 2008 06:18:19 PST

I'm back for an evening. Currently babysitting at my aunt's at the mo'. I seem to be coming down with a cold (v. sad). Would leave a more detailed journal but this computer's utter shite and it freezes just from trying to access your basic HTML version of Gmail.

So long story short, I've been doing fine, have been Internet-less for a while, hope I haven't worried anyone too much with my sudden absense from the tubes. Beat the main game of Persona 3 (woo), am working on "The Answer" portion of it, almost beat FFIX but have to level-grind for the final boss encounter (can you believe my ideal party is Zidane, Eiko, Amarant, and Quina?), discovered Dungeon Siege for the first time and re-discovered King's Quest VIII: The Mask of Eternity.

Also been reading J.D. Robb, Mark Z. Danielewski (finally), Tess Gerritsen, and Charlaine Harris. Am finally caught up in Kim Harrison's "The Hollows" series, and loving it.

NaNoWriMo went very well. My profile on the NaNo website will tell you differently, but I managed to get my 50,000 words of "There May Even Be Demons" a few days before the month was out. As of my last available writing day (two days ago), I just got over 70,000. I think the story will be finished in ~10,000 words, and I can't wait to start editing after a brief respite where I might go back and take a look at something I was writing before but only got a short way in before quitting due to that three month writer's block. Did you guys know that Kelley Armstrong's The Summoning started out as a NaNo project? I'm so happy for Mrs. Armstrong that she was able to to create a diamond out of that really rough draft. It gives me some hope too. I have a few ideas popping around in my head.

That's all for now, I suppose. I'd check my messages, but yeah, shitty computer doesn't even let the messages show up. I know I have over 500 of them. Jeez, you guys just don't know when to quit, eh?

Going away for a while

~Silamai — Fri, 17 Oct 2008 22:38:56 PDT

Just letting people know that for the next...I dunno, indeterminate amount of time, I'm not dead.

Internet's getting cut off sometime this weekend. Long story short, if I want it back, I have to pay for it myself (a reasonable request, considering how much I use it). Hopefully I'll be able to find a job soon, now that I've fixed some critical errors.

Though I'm starting to see many of the positives of no Internet. I may be separated from a lot of things/people, but while I'm waiting for a callback I have a lot of time to focus on reading, and hopefully my writing. Maybe the isolation will drive me mad and force me to be creative. And I can't deny that I have an Internet addiction. Let's hope that after this experience I won't be so reliant on it.

So yeah, just letting people know. And just in case I get really unlucky on the job hunt, good luck to anyone participating in NaNoWriMo.

You say I'm crazy.

~Silamai — Sat, 11 Oct 2008 07:55:41 PDT

âª Womanizer woma-womanizer you're a womanizer oh womanizer oh you're a womanizer baby, you-you-you are, you-you-you are, womanizer womanizer womanizer (womanizer) â«

Fuck I love this song.

I've been on ontd_twatlight too much. Here's my proof.

(God, that writing is so awkward. )

The book I'm reading is funny. The main character is trying to avoid being killed by hiding out at a gay couple's house and the gay couple is into S&M. She doesn't approve of their lifestyle (as in the S&M, not the gay; she doesn't think it's a good idea to whip/hurt your partner even if s/he likes it and/or it's consensual) but whenever she hears them having sex she gets extremely turned on and that freaks her out. That and she can never keep her mouth shut and keeps offending the hell out of everybody.

~Silamai: i got a lame album the other day.
~Betelgeux: which?
~Silamai: Cascada's "Perfect Day". every song had the exact same beat.
~Betelgeux: welcome to cascada 101.

dial tone

~Silamai — Wed, 08 Oct 2008 18:24:58 PDT

*ring*
*ring*
*ring*

Hello. Nobody's home. Leave a message after the beep and somebody'll get back to you.

*beep*

âª I thought you should know...
daddy died today.
He closed his eyes and he left here...
At 12:03.
He sends his love.
He wanted you to know...
he isn't holding a grudge...
and if you are, you should let go. â«

Are you there?

Pick up.

Pick up, please.

Mom?

^Hello?

RAWR.

~Silamai — Mon, 06 Oct 2008 04:35:05 PDT

I've been feeling like this for a few days.

Whether I'm the lion or the lioness (or possibly both) is up for you to interpret.

♪ And I'm haunted... ♫

~Silamai — Fri, 26 Sep 2008 08:07:10 PDT

Someone please tell me I'm not the only one who listens to Poe. I need to gush.

I finally got Haunted today. I ended up giving every song on it five stars on iTunes. I don't know what it is about it, but the album just blew me away. I was hooked at the first track (Exploration B) and the instant I heard the mildly creepy singing into the phone I knew I was going to be in for a good hour and fifteen minutes of music. I wasn't disappointed.

Have a YouTube video of Silent Hill with Exploration B and Haunted playing. It fits, kinda.

I'm just...I don't know what to say. I was just so amazed by how the album just sucked me in.

YOUR MOTHER IS A BEEP LOREM IPSUM BEEP

~Silamai — Sun, 21 Sep 2008 17:23:34 PDT

I've had my ups and downs lately. Been playing a lot of Persona 3 lately and it's either been my favourite thing ever or just driving me up the wall. I think I'm almost done the main portion of the game (apart from beating the big bad if I so choose to, if they're seriously going to ask you to make that choice ).

Also got into Cher, Robyn, and Potter Puppet Pals. Wizard Swears is so epic.

A while ago I was planning my NaNoWriMo story (terrible early, I know, but out of nowhere an idea (that I now kinda hate) sprung itself on me) and my protagonist fell into my lap. I love her so far, but even though she made sense she still felt kinda hollow as a character.

So what do I do? Question her main motivation and find that she has this wicked little character flaw that makes her doubt herself and her actions. It took a little prompting from her sister to figure it out, but I got it. Then I bounced it off of *backshadow because she happened to be online at the time to make sure it sounded like it would work and it did, so yeah.

Just a sec, my music is moaning at me. *continues to listen to the Blackpulke Remix of All the Things She Said*

Plot, however, hasn't really shown itself yet. The original idea could work but I kept poking holes in it that I haven't quite been able to fix, so I'm putting it on the back burner and keeping the characters that came along with it (mainly my two major characters Winifred Bennett and Isaac "Ike" Agrippa and some minor related characters). I think I'm going to have to try out a short story or two to curb off my eagerness to start writing right now (even without a plot, lol) to maybe flesh out their back stories so that I could have a character in the actual NaNo story be like "Hey remember that time when..." and so on.

Will those be put on dA? Maybe. I'm still trying to understand my own canon with all of the magic and so on. That and, well, plot needs to get the fuck over here already.

In closing...

Things Silamai is looking forward to:
NaNoWriMo
Tori Amos - Live At Montreux 1991-1992
Sarah McLachlan - Closer: The Best of Sarah McLachlan
t.A.T.u. - ÐÐµÑÐµÐ»ÑÐµ ÑÐ»ÑÐ±ÐºÐ¸/Happy Smiles (Cyrillic is really cool-looking. I wouldn't mind learning how to write it.)
Patricia Briggs - Bone Crossed
Kelley Armstrong - Living With the Dead
Kelley Armstrong - The Awakening
Kelley Armstrong - Men of the Otherworld
the plot fucking getting here

MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE

~Silamai — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 17:32:59 PDT

MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLZ.

t(-_-t)

THAT IS ALL.

_{_{I'm in a good mood fer realz, I'll update with happy later. I've just been playing too much Persona 3 and love Maya whenever she uses that emote.}}

D:

~Silamai — Sun, 07 Sep 2008 06:53:27 PDT

Guys, what the FUCK are we going to do about these mimes!?

Phew.

~Silamai — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 20:24:15 PDT

I'm glad my sub ran out. I was running out of people to feature. I don't really want to get a sub again until deviantART gets their act together and figures out what they're gonna offer to the subscribers now that everyone can see thumbnails in their message center and reply to comments directly from there. CSS, no ads and browsing 120 thumbnails at once doesn't really do it for me.

LiveJournals, LiveJournals, I want to be your friend. deviantART is basically where I thank people for s and chat with a couple of people who don't have LJ. I'm on there more often than on here, seriously.

I've got some plans for NaNoWriMo already (yeah, I was surprised too). I'll have to do a lot of research but I have a feeling that I've got something good to work with. Hopefully I won't end up hating it before I even start.

Ugh, shopping.

~Silamai — Thu, 28 Aug 2008 16:52:42 PDT

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Addictions are tough.OKAY, THAT WAS INEXPLICABLY DIFFICULT.

I get e-mails from Chapters when they have promotions and stuff, and I found out today that they send you coupons. Lovely, lovely coupons for, like...$5.00 off when you purchase $35.00 worth of merch. Which isn't hard to do at Chapters, considering they're bloody expensive. But it was also available for Cole's, so I was like "Hey, I can get books!"

Of course my mother had to go with me because she was looking for one of those countertop dishwashers and was like "Hurry up!" the whole time. I'm sorry but if we're going book-shopping together, I'm gonna be there for a long time. So yeah, trying to rack up $35.00 worth of books was hard for some reason. I had a hard time finding books I wanted (I've been buying Kelley Armstrong books out of order because of that D: ) because I couldn't find some authors I liked period, or I'd find them and they wouldn't have the books I wanted. Does no one sell the first book in Kim Harrison's Rachel Morgan series anymore? I would've bought it. And they had a bunch of hardcover books on sale for like, $12.99. I couldn't believe that. Of course they were mostly self-help books via spiritualism (natural magic, dream interpretation, astrology, etc.) but still. The only time I've seen a hardcover for that cheap is Breaking Dawn. And I just had to point that out to my mother on the way out of the store. She was like "It only just came out and it's already 40% off?"

So the bought list for today:
Kelley Armstrong - No Humans Involved
Helen Fielding - Bridget Jones's Diary (the movie tie-in one, which makes me feel lame because then I look like I only bought the book because of the movie. I really did love the hardcover cover art but this was the only Helen Fielding book they had in the store, so...)
Jeff Belanger and Kirsten Dalley - The Nightmare Encyclopedia: Your Darkest Dreams Interpreted
3 Bookmarks (These really adorable ones that say "Shh! I'm trying to read" and another with a kitteh that says "And then what happened? And then what happened? And THEN what happened?" and one with a sleeping puppy that says "Wake me when you finish reading")

Also bought pillows from the Wal*Mart, as current pillows are flat.

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Game Musings

~Silamai — Fri, 22 Aug 2008 21:30:59 PDT

OverallThe games I've bought recently have been really enjoyable so far. I've been gaming almost non-stop this past week, which is actually kinda bad because I have all of these books to read and no time to read them.

The GamesPersona 3: The Apocalypse meets The Sims. I love it. My grandmother wasn't too pleased when she was watching me shoot myself in the head repeatedly to ice Shadows and certainly hopes that people working in retail aren't selling it to little kids in case they get a few bad ideas. I think this game is well on its way to becoming one of my favourite RPGs. I was a bit put off at first when I started creating a bunch of Personas that I'd already had in Shin Megami Tensei: Nocturne, but I've made a bunch I've never seen before so I'm having a blast.

^{Though I don't know if I've never seen them because they're completely new or because I've yet to beat Nocturne.}

Trauma Center: Under the Knife 2: As expected, I'm so much better at this game than I was on Trauma Center: New Blood. I'm nowhere near as shaky with the stylus than I was with the Wii Remote. I've found that this series is one of the ones I really get into, like...all srs bsns like. I was playing and was like "Shit, he's going into cardiac arrest!" and then I was like "CLEAR!" and then I was like "LIVE, DAMN YOU, LIVE!" and then my grandmother was like "Stop yelling, I'm on the phone!"

I is a master surgeon. :B

Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney: When I was talking about this to my mom she was like "So this is basically just like the CSI games but more Law & Order-ish?" Not so much, really. In the CSI games all of the connections were pretty much made for you. I was terrible at the opening chapters but I'm really getting the hang of catching the lies based on the evidence, fleshing out the what if's, and so on. Plus getting to yell "Objection!" makes it so much more fun. Some of the cases get downright exhausting, though.

Brain Age: Train Your Brain in Minutes a Day!: I actually pretty much just bought this for Sudoku. I love Sudoku. I need to get that Sudoku DS game. I've got my Brain Age down to 34 or so, but it keeps telling me that since I'm only 19 I shouldn't take the results seriously. That kinda sucks.

Elite Beat Agents: God damn, I hate a few musicians right now. I've unlocked the Level 3 difficulty and with some of the songs I don't know (about 2/3rds of the songs) it can get pretty hectic. Jamiroquai's "Canned Heat" on Hard? It took me two days to actually get it, and I swear I beat it by sheer luck alone. And The Rolling Stones' "Jumpin' Jack Flash" at the end? Do you know how many songs by The Rolling Stones I actually know (or actually know are by The Rolling Stones)? As of buying this game, two. Yeah, that wasn't a pleasant experience. I think I also damned David Bowie and his "Let's Dance" to hell eight or nine times because I just couldn't get that guitar riff near the beginning for some reason.

But at the same time I love it. Love it, love it, love it. I am the Material Girl. Plus some of the songs were really catchy and prompted me to go and seek some of the original bands out to see what else they've got.

This game seriously needs an English sequel. Honestly. I had so much fun, even despite absolutely sucking at some of these songs.

Here's a sample of my dream playlist (even though I know a few of them would never get put into an E-rated video game (and taking into account that the sequel would have more than just 19 songs)):

Madonna - Sorry
Kylie Minogue - Can't Get You out of My Head
Aretha Franklin - Respect
Mindless Self Indulgence - Shut Me Up
Tori Amos - Cornflake Girl
Savage Garden - To the Moon & Back
Evanescence - Bring Me To Life
ProzzÃ¤k - Strange Disease
P!nk...

This is not enooooooooough...

~Silamai — Wed, 13 Aug 2008 20:11:22 PDT

lol.I've become obsessed with the faux-lesbian duo t.A.T.u.

And I made this journal just to update my reading list lol.

Does anyone else wanna see Mirrors? It looks like a horror movie that might, like, actually be good. Maybe.

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What?Against my better judgement, even though I know everything that happens in the book, and even though I'm terribly disturbed by the vast majority of it...

I've decided that I'm going to have to read Breaking Dawn for myself. Just to see the terrible train wreck through to the end. Even though I didn't actually finish Eclipse. In my findings of bashing and defending the book I keep finding more and more shit from Meyer that pisses me off, especially now that she's addressed the fact that people are finding BD to be so bad that they're returning the book to the stores. I really don't like her arrogant 'oh woe is me' tone at all.

My brain is screaming "YOU PROMISED ME NO MORE! YOU PROMISED! YOU DON'T LOVE ME!"

Brain, if I didn't love you, I wouldn't have picked up those Helen Fielding books from the library today to read afterwards. I love you that much to get some lighthearted lulzy books to recuperate. ~~Though I couldn't find Bridget Jones' Diary and that made me v. sad.~~

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Music

It's a mood

~Silamai — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 17:10:58 PDT

He be crazyBitches know me 'cause they know that I can ROCK
Bitches know me 'cause they know that I can RHYME
Bitches know me 'cause they know that I can FUCK
Bitches know me 'cause they know that I'm on TIME

A'THROUGHOUT THE PROJECTS

_{"If this is how it should be done, press 1 now."
*1 1 1 omg fucking 111111111*
"I'm sorry, that is not a recognized entry."}

A WILD BITCHES APPEARED, OMG: [link]

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Yay Kelley!Let's get that depressing journal out of the way and bring on a few more features, shall we?

I mentioned before that I won a twenty dollar gift certificate to Amazon.com from Kelley Armstrong in relation to her promotional contests for The Summoning. I got my certificate yesterday and placed my order. Kelley Armstrong rocks, seriously. She e-mailed me back personally asking if I'd prefer to have a certificate for Chapters.Indigo.ca instead of Amazon.com since I was Canadian, and I agreed to that. Then she e-mailed me again with the certificate saying that she knew she said twenty bucks, but there was a convenient button for twenty-five and she went for it.

Wow. Just wow. I know that five dollars probably isn't much for an author of her popularity, but I was just in awe of her generosity.

Of course she'll be getting a percentage of it back. I spent the money on her Dime Store Magic and Industrial Magic books. I had just enough to cover it all with two dollars left over.

I'll have to take notes on this. This is an excellent way to raise PR without being a diva.

In other news, I had a dream a while back where I had a book published and was doing a book signing at the local Chapters. It had to be the most egotistical writing dream I've ever had. It was weird, since I could see the book cover and my name on it, though I can't remember what the title was. I do remember that it used a lot of blues and blacks for the cover, though. Of course I had to screw it up by being absolutely terrible at signing my own name, but still.

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Music

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My absence.Sorry I haven't been around more. To make a long story short, someone was using deviantART as a tool to harass me in real life. With the added stress of temp work and family drama, I went a wee bit loopy and had a meltdown at work that my family got really freaked out about. Needless to say I'm fine now, though I'm on drugs and am going to be seeing a counselor again.

This all happened a week or so ago and I would've come on a lot earlier but I've been too tired to really do much of anything. The entire episode's also left a bad taste in my mouth when it comes to deviantART so catching up here hasn't been high on my list of priorities. I know I don't go on extended leaves without leaving some sort of explanation, so I'm sorry if anyone got curious.

A synopsis of July.Let's see, since the 20th I read The Summoning. It was pretty good, though I don't really like books that just leave you hanging at the end. Who knows how long it'll take for her to get The Awakening published so I can find out what's happening next? Though I was reading on the chloe_saunders LiveJournal that she was working on edits of it at the Comic-Con in San Diego. Maybe it'll hit stores sooner than expected, though she seems to have a lot on her plate this year with Living With the Dead and Men of the Other World (I'm psyched for the latter).

With the meltdown I've found it hard to really enjoy the things I used to like reading, video games, and writing. I've been trying to get back into it all but it's a bit of a struggle. I have a lot of books on my reading list that have to go back to the library soon, but I just can't find the urge to actually go through them, no matter who the author is.

I thought maybe something new would kick me out of this stupor so I went ahead and bought my Nintendo DS (last onyx one in the store) with PokÃ©mon Diamond and Final Fantasy Tactics A2: Grimoire of the Rift. Work and pills have left me a bit too tired to really get into them, but I've been slowly getting into the groove. I was surprised at the graphics, to be honest. Tactics A2 flows so much better than the GBA game did.

How on earth do you hold the DS comfortably with the stylus in your hand? Seriously.

And today after work I came home to find out something to brighten my day. The chloe_saunders LiveJournal had regular contests in most entries, usually involving you e-mail Kelley Armstrong's contest address or just comment on the entry. I found today that I actually won one of the contests. That was really exciting. I got a choice of either a signed copy of The Summoning or a $20 gift certificate for Amazon.com. I went with the latter because while owning two signed copies is cool, one is already enough for me.

Finally, L O fucking L at Breaking Dawn. I've been following the spoiler drama for a few days or so and I've gotta say that I'm fully confident that if this is all it takes to be a famous author, I could shell out a half-assed book/one of the first drafts I have on here and make millions. I keep getting linked to articles and quotes from the author herself that just frustrates me with their snotty, clueless and egotistical manner. I felt really sorry for her for a while, but she keeps doing stuff that just makes me lose sympathy.

So how have you guys been doing? I'll try to go through the 300 journals in my inbox, though I can't guaranteee I'll be able to make it through.

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Good day today.Kelley Armstrong's handwriting is so messy. It makes me remember that she's a human being just like everyone else.

I had my first ever frappuccino while we were waiting for her to arrive. Bought The Summoning, got my red slip so I wouldn't have to pay for it again, got the drink (awesome but I like iced capps more), and waited for her to arrive. We chatted a bit with the lady in front of us about Personal Demon and the upcoming Men of the Otherworld compilation (which I'm really psyched about for obvious reasons) and Kelley finally arrived. We were close to the front of the line so we go through well enough.

Unfortunately my brain went blank and I couldn't think of anything to say to her. But oh well, it was still awesome. I got to buy a book, I got a book signed, it's great. It's probably better that I didn't say anything anyway because I probably would've gushed. That's not too bad because you know from my journals that I gush a lot, but I get really tongue-tied in real life so I probably would've sounded like an utter retard.

Now I just need to get around to reading the book. I haven't really been in the reading mood for the last few days.

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dAv6.After I woke up from a nap (long day) I made a face at the screen when I loaded dA. Then I was like "Fuck, fuck, sunburn, ow, don't express emotion IT BURNS."

It looks okay. Might take a little getting used to for the Message Center. I was trying to find out where half of my shit went but I ended up finding the majority of it.

Dare I go to Complaints to see how many people are bitching that we need v5 back OMGRIGHTNAO?

Also where the hell did my customized front page go?

Preparations.Was at the park for four hours or so today with my grandmother, the aunt she's been staying with for a week or two, and my cousins. My grandfather's funeral is this weekend, so she wanted to come up to this park because her and him went here together during the fall before he had to go to the hospital again. So we were going around, sitting in the sun, watching the kids, sitting in the sun, etc. Her and I had a sit together at the last spot where they were on that day trip. On the one hand I was trying to be there for her and she was happy for that, and on the other I kept thinking "God this is fucking hot" because it was right in the sunlight.

So once again I'm roasted. And my face burned so unevenly. You know that guy in Avatar, Zuko, with the huge burn on the side of his face? My face looks like the sunburn version of that. Coupled with my shaving my beard for the funeral this weekend, I'm going to look absolutely ridiculous when the day comes.

In other news my mother picked up my grandfather's ashes on Wednesday. That was hilarious in itself because she went to the funeral home in her work attire and had people who were on visitation staring at her like she was a leper or something. And then when we phoned my grandmother to let her know we had the box and satchel my aunt was surprised because she thought we were going to be given the ashes in a ziploc. Yeah, we're never going to let her live that one down.

It's weird having someone's ashes in your house. I was looking at it and this corny line (that I'm remembering in the event of a new story) came into my head that was something like "Even though he's been dead for three years, my dad still stares at me whenever I come into the living room."

So after that my mother and I went to my aunt's pool because she finally got it open. That was an interesting experience. The top two feet of water ranged from really warm to hot, and everything underneath was cold. I loved it, apart from the burns on my arms.

And that was my day. Hopefully I'll be able to sleep tonight. I've been applying aloe vera like a mofo, but apart from temporary relief it doesn't really seem to be doing anything.

I also have Rihanna's Take a Bow stuck in my head.

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Gettin' some edumacations in law enforcement.

[edit] The local newspaper did a follow up article about the arrest. Long story short: she got charged, he didn't. She was violating her probation and started the whole thing and he was defending himself. Interesting turn of events. Though I didn't see the first part so I dunno.

I got to witness an arrest in my parking lot on Monday.

It was around 12:30 in the afternoon and I was sitting on my bed reading The Eyes of a King by Catherine Banner when I heard this car engine and a woman screaming something. I couldn't really make out what she was saying apart from a few fuck and fuck-related things, but I didn't think much of it. It's the city. People shout.

But then I heard these bangs followed by crashing glass. Not bangs as in, like...guns, but like when you're bashing at something with your hand/a weapon. Then this other voice starts shouting and I get up to see what's going on.

The next thing I see is this girl being held kicking and screaming on top of a car with its back window completely broken by this big black guy and they're beating the crap out of each other. At least I think they were. She was certainly flailing but I can't remember if he was doing anything other than holding and shouting.

So a bunch of different things are flying through my head at once and I'm, like...glued to the window watching this. "Do these people live here?" "Is this a sexual assault?" "Can they see me?" "Should I try to stop them?" and so on.

But after a couple of seconds he finally gets off of her and I see that her face is pretty bloodied up. He goes to the driver's side door and she comes up behind him, grabs hold of him and starts punching him in the head. I couldn't even tell if she was actually hitting him or not; her punches were all over the place and unlike TV, there aren't any awesome sound effects to let you know it was a good hit. He just stands there and waits for her to finish, then he reaches into his car, turns it off, takes his keys, and goes off to the side where I can't see out my window anymore. She follows him.

I wait for maybe ten seconds in case they start shouting again, and then my brain suddenly starts working again. "Should I phone the police?" I mean I'm not really sure I want to get involved and all, but I remember those Psych classes when we talked about whatever that term was when a group does nothing to help someone/stop something from happening because they figured that someone else would do it instead. There was a case where a woman was stabbed or something and was calling for help in the stairwell of an apartment building and no one did anything because they figured someone else would go and call the cops. The people who stabbed her before came back an hour later or so and ended up killing her.

So yeah, the first bit of sense comes to my head. It's fucking 12:30 on a Monday. Everyone's probably at work. I might've been the only one who saw this happen. I don't want crazy neighbours.

So I go to grab the cordless and by the time I get my thumb on the 9 I can hear sirens. I look out the window and a cop car comes flying into the parking lot, followed by another and then three more.

I spent the next two hours watching the arrest and shit. They brought him out from the apartment building next door cuffed first, and had him sit in the back of a cruiser and talked with him while they waited for an ambulance to come for the girl. When it arrived they brought her out cuffed and took her into the ambulance to assess the damage. She had cleaned herself up but she still had a big gash on her head. Then they brought a second ambulance for him and he had to be carried off with a stretcher. He didn't look like he was injured or anything. Maybe she got a good kick in and cracked a rib or something.

So after that I was watching the police go through their procedure for documenting the crime scene (lol), had a chat with the woman who lives below me (she saw the entire thing and called the cops right away because she was concerned about people like that living near her kids, I assume), and talked to the landlord to let her know that we both saw the event...

deviantART: by:Silamai

Fuck. [edit]

The things I do for the GaGa. :/

That's all very well, then.

This is awkward, kinda.

Epic Fail

NaNoWriMo '09

D:

Got of work early. Best day ever.

My goal in life is to write, so...

THIS + EDIT

:(

Oh God, what did I just write?

In which I say weird things.

The library will steal my soul.

THE DOOR IS OPEN

Devious Journal Entry

Name That Tune 2009

Fuck that.

On vampires, romances, and mixing the two.

New Last.fm.

JOB

Writing a Western?

I GET AROUND ♪

Devious Journal Entry

Hey there, Mister T! *waves*

Sherlock Holmes is pretty snazzy.

Devious Journal Entry

Life's ambitions.

$2.99 for CDs?

You can't afford no ring...

Don't go wasting your emotions...

You know the games I play and the words I say...

If the elephants have past lives...

Devious Journal Entry

On music.

Tell 'em to gather up the splinters

I'm all right, I'm all right.

ALL-WEREWOLF ROCK BANDS.

'Ello.

JUST CALL ME ANGEL OF THE MORRRNING, BAAAABEEH...

Yo.

Going away for a while

You say I'm crazy.

*dial tone*

RAWR.

♪ And I'm haunted... ♫

YOUR MOTHER IS A *BEEP* LOREM IPSUM *BEEP*

MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE

D:

Phew.

Ugh, shopping.

Game Musings

This is not enooooooooough...

It's a mood

Hey there, Mister T! waves

dial tone

YOUR MOTHER IS A BEEP LOREM IPSUM BEEP