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THIS IS: ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/3296208/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/3296208/ Sun, 05 Sep 2004 21:40:21 PDT ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/3106313/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/3106313/ Thu, 12 Aug 2004 08:51:55 PDT
Yous guys, I'm gonna hock up a huge mass of uploads in about a week. 'Cause once I have this homework poo overwith, I'll force it ALL on ye!! You sexy mommas. ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/3018654/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/3018654/ Sun, 01 Aug 2004 13:12:03 PDT
Momma Kitty Miriamele ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/3000377/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/3000377/ Thu, 29 Jul 2004 23:51:55 PDT

Including Robert Dinero ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2892159/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2892159/ Thu, 15 Jul 2004 20:47:15 PDT ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2782405/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2782405/ Thu, 01 Jul 2004 18:52:21 PDT ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2577798/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2577798/ Thu, 03 Jun 2004 21:06:15 PDT
But I'm heading off to Austin on the 5th and I'll be gone 'til the 27th. Yeah.

Sorry for not getting to do a lot up here lately, or I haven't gotten to comment on any o' your things; I'm trying to get as much of this script done as I can so I can start drawing the comic and show you guys. I have put up some "scraps" 'n poo, and I'll draw my butt off in Austin, and come up with some actually finished drawings. Plus I've been finally playing my music again, and I'm constantly running off to the piano 'n the guitar to play some ideas out 'n things. Blah blah blah stuff 'n things 'k bye.

Thanks for your patience, I am not worthy ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2546228/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2546228/ Sun, 30 May 2004 21:38:27 PDT ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2516912/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2516912/ Wed, 26 May 2004 20:49:44 PDT Pet the cat, pet the cat, pet, pet, pet, BELCH ON CAT, rub my furry butt you sexy flatulant mama . . . . I ignored that part, 'cause the belch started off tasting like Diet Coke or something, then got stronger and stronger, eventually letting me worry about it. (What else?) Is my stomach producing a strange chemical reaction that will result in my mysterious dispepsic death? The maddening flavor started eating my throat. MAYBE IT'S SOME CRAZY FORM OF GAS!! I widened my mouth and faced the ceiling so it could float out. NOT WORKING. I hadda get it out; it was corroding my esophogus. I washed my mouth out with DRANO(you wish) water, which worked for a while, but the cure soon subsided. I skipped all strategems, and just tried hocking my tonsils out into the sink. Some fey yellow viscus showed up on the drain, and ultimately I got it all out, feeling dizzy. I nervously explained the incident to my mom, and she said casually, "Sounds like bile."
My gramma must have also experienced this, 'cause she added, "Yeah, acid reflux." AKA, as my mom told me, digestion gone awry. Is that why they lament at forgetting to bring their Pepsid to Italian restaurants? ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2458008/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2458008/ Tue, 18 May 2004 18:39:49 PDT "Against."
"Good; I hate him . . . big time," and we got married.
5th period, I was hoping the art cowboy would be nice and let it slide. WHY the F did I? I really don't know, 'cause he handed me the infamous dress code violation. 'Flared and/or frayed' was marked, and an extra comment read: 'INAPPROPRIATE MESSAGE.' WTF?! I explained Mrs. Bougiose and Mr. Harreth saw me with it and didn't mind. He said a "let's see about that," and "Go to the principal."
The associate principal's response to the front: "Okay . . . WHY did you wear that??" She sounded like I'd murdered all 497 of her children. I told her about the inside joke that "Nekkid Tuesday" is the Tuesday before final exams, "Why we used that word, I don't know. It's spontaneous and entertaining." Then I repeated the explanation I told the Faerie, and said I have a jacket in my locker and I'm wearing an undershirt.
"Well, let's see the back."
We turned around, grinning.
"OH YES THIS IS VERY INAPPROPRIATE YOU MUST CHANGE."
I had just then noticed the superfluous amount of patriotic paraphernalia in the room.
"WHERE'S YOUR LOCKER."
blah blah blah
"GO GET IT, THEN-- WAIT. LET ME SEE YOUR UNDERSHIRT FIRST."
Lift.
"IS IT SEE-THROUGH."
"Um . . . no . . . ."
"GO."
"Kay."
"HURRY."
"Mmhm."
Then I remembered I didn’t have my messenger bag, which had safety pins, which pin my jacket to hide my womanhood. I was thinking more of showing off the back of my shirt.
PANIC.
I asked around and searched the trail to my locker.
NOTHING.
Got the jacket, and magically happened across a HUGE bizarre paper clip.
SAVED.
I was told to “change” in the bathroom. The metal thing was really difficult to maneuver, but I got it on there. They said they’d give it back after school. “Watch what you wear more often.”
“Mmhm.”
I returned the slip to The Faerie and eyed him from my peripheral vision like a snooty ticked- off prince guy. Yeah.
It went downhill from there. After school, I scooted to the opposite side of campus (from Algebra II) and snatched my shirt. I pouted, and thrust it over my head as soon as I got outta there. Put on my bandana and arm things, and greeted people. Then it saw he who shan’t be named, who had some kinna nerdy smile on his face, and he was staring at me, trying to read my shirt. I had to get away from the drooly face, then I saw Andam (Adam) and company heading my way, A DISTRACTION. I squirted behind them, and shared stoopit faces and gestures with them, but the delay wasn’t long enough! He who shan’t be named paused, and I shot a nasty glare. He was off to his friggin’ butt-munch chess thing. Good GOD, I’m safe.
I shot across the campus again and stood around in the parking lot for my chauffeur. It was a little too long a wait, so I rammed my head on a really hard fence for kicks. That was also too long. Found out she’d been there, only I hadn’t, and she drove around other places, where I wasn’t, ‘cause SUV’s don’t fit in Mrs. Acosta’s office. Too bad. 15 minutes after my head caved in, I was picked up, still being ticked at those bloody Republicans. ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2435931/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2435931/ Sat, 15 May 2004 17:30:03 PDT She looked, "ÖMG. STEPHANIE, COME 'ERE!!"
Stephanie came, "ÖMG."
More and more people flooded in to join me in my "turkey in the rain" act.
Andy-pants came up, "It's hilarious to see a large mass of people all looking up at once." I explained the fact that Mr. Fairies, who was absent, was sending down a tornado just for me so he doesn't have to deal with me for the last week of school. Andy ended up in the "ÖMG" position. Then the bell rang, and the crowd dispersed, a few staying for the show, which melted away soon after. Apparently we weren't the only monkeys on campus.
Later, on the way back from the psychiatrist, we were dricin' through some cows, when off in the distance I saw a white elephants trunk wobbling in the distance. I slapped my mom in that general direction to claim this land for Spain. She was busy driving, but I was enthralled. All the way 'til it died. Hyperactivity Now! ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2373894/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2373894/ Thu, 06 May 2004 17:59:08 PDT ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2333504/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2333504/ Fri, 30 Apr 2004 20:07:20 PDT Bruce Wayne
is a Deviant of Many Talents
is Female
is a deviant since Jul 3, 2003, 11:21 PM
has 7,000 pageviews
is located in Antarctica
is online ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2306164/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2306164/ Mon, 26 Apr 2004 20:49:33 PDT Bruce Wayne
is a Deviant of Many Talents
is Female
is a deviant since Jul 3, 2003, 9:21 PM
has 6,900 pageviews ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2278184/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2278184/ Mon, 26 Apr 2004 19:33:48 PDT O MY MAGICAL BUTT CHILDREN!! I HEART ALL EIGHTY-EIGHT OF YOU!!

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http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2193452/ Sat, 10 Apr 2004 14:43:08 PDT ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2138429/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2138429/ Fri, 02 Apr 2004 15:59:41 PST ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2104469/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2104469/ Sun, 28 Mar 2004 19:38:27 PST ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2070949/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2070949/ Tue, 23 Mar 2004 17:08:44 PST I got to do many-a butt-thrusting action, which I hafta do morning and night. I also have to do random leg-hurling, neck twitching, and kinky abdominal lifts. I’m gonna force someone to watch me do alla that crud so I have someone to share the idiocy with. I wouldn’t wanna be caught dead doing those by myself.
I had heard about this special little massage thing I’d get at the end, so after innumerable pelvic thrusts and women throwing my body parts around, I couldn’t wait. I was flopped on the table, my face in a hole in the pillow, and my shirt was rolled up. The there was the bra removal thing. Yeah. Plus during alla this stuff, my bandana kept lurching from my head. For some reason Kristy referred to it as . . . uh . . . my helmet?? I never told you that. But that’s not important right now. Moving right along with life, Kristy suddenly warned me, “I’m gonna put some lotion on ya, and it’s gonna be a little cold.”
I thought, “*#&#^(!! I get this all the time at the cardiologist!!” It wasn’t as Jell-O-like, but it was greasy and cold. I forgot about alla that after I’d been rubbed all over the place, and my butt was stabbed and prodded. I got up and did a jig and there was a whole Physical Therapy Party just for me. But that was after she wiped the sludge off.
As soon as I got home, I executed a desperate shower, complete with smelly, lumpy soap products. Now my spine is curled up again. Curse those contracting muscles!! ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2050532/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2050532/ Sat, 20 Mar 2004 16:46:20 PST My house: We ran around and ate things until nightfall, then we casually nicked some matches, a camera, and a flashlight, and scooted out onto the driveway. We worried about the wind, so we created a little moat of rocks, and stuck into that the plastic bag containing our evidence. There were problems lighting the thing due to the angle we had to dip the match, so we removed one side of the moat and jammed the match into the plastic. Pineneedles were added to feed the flame, and the wall was replaced. Candace and I cackled evilly as we filmed the ceremony and took a few photos, fantasizing about what to do with them. There were some pretty good shots und films taken. In the end, all that was left were lifeless ashes. We smeared them around on the driveway with our feet, and gave them a good beating, only to once again return inside. In a quite discrete fashion. Everything was back and place, and nothing had ever been burned on the driveway. SUCCESS.
We'd had another project in mind. Candace had brought over a hiliter-yellow wig, which was commissioned to be emerald green. I slapped it on her head, combed it out, trimmed it, and it was a completely new wig. PRIDE. My carpet had an entirely new layer, which I scrapped up and hid in the trash. We were downstairs after that, snatching up a bottle of green dye (there was no blue) and a seive (which we ended up not needing). We filled up the Barf Bucket in my sink and squirted the entire bottle of dye in, mixing it slowly to get complete equilibrium. I made sure everything was green free besides the wig, and wincedat the idea of letting Candace squirt the wig. I was right. GREEN ON THE WALL. We had to use Spirit Gum remover to clean that stuff off, and some of it is still there (not so noticable, though). So we let the wig sit in there all night; in the end we failed, but who cares. It was fun anyway. I gave Candace her wig back in a plastic bag in the morning.
After we had carried out our secret activity, we moved on to what we do. Photoshoots. My mom had wanted me to wear red lipstick and something about roses with that dress, so I pleased her for a few shots, and moved onto the good stuff: Little Dead Children. Candace had bought some b/red stiped tights, which when well with mine. SO we threw on some perfectly lethal things, getting black, red, and purple all over the place. Most of the shots were creepy, deathly, or just plain interesting. That's what we do. That went on for about three hours. SUCCESS. I've got pictures to show youuuuu!! ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2020227/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/2020227/ Mon, 15 Mar 2004 20:36:03 PST ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1999625/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1999625/ Fri, 12 Mar 2004 14:53:55 PST
Paige said hi again (directed to Marin and Tina)

Hey you guys! If you wanna see what the real Kamelin looks like . . .


[link] ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1976186/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1976186/ Mon, 08 Mar 2004 17:34:01 PST



I wanted to direct your attention to a really nice guy. He needs more attention. He's a graphic designer, and does some pretty dang spanky stuff. So go comment on his thingses! ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1962391/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1962391/ Sat, 06 Mar 2004 12:30:13 PST is who's gone. Her parents made her leave DA 'cause they thought the people here were weird ::sob:: It's not gonna be the same without her, not at all. I miss an overloaded comment box. ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1958615/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1958615/ Fri, 05 Mar 2004 18:37:56 PST ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1951574/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1951574/ Thu, 04 Mar 2004 14:38:47 PST











I miss the Panda. I hope she's okay . . . . ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1934648/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1934648/ Mon, 01 Mar 2004 16:50:17 PST








Jeez. I might not be on much this week. I miss the panda. ::sob:: ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1915754/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1915754/ Fri, 27 Feb 2004 13:01:09 PST ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1895186/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1895186/ Mon, 23 Feb 2004 17:10:18 PST ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1882729/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1882729/ Sat, 21 Feb 2004 10:43:42 PST , Kamelin's cousin, Jub! She told me how you all loved The Leaping Cowboy and his Swedish bald guitaring lover-Friend, Sven. If you really love him, you may check him out on my page in his second adventure. TLC meets the road.
.....


She let me do this, you know. ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1845826/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1845826/ Sat, 14 Feb 2004 17:56:55 PST ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1829399/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1829399/ Wed, 11 Feb 2004 16:59:39 PST
If you want me to make a print of something that isn't already here:
Just tell me.

I sold TWO things last time! Hey, that's pretty good, I think. I mean. TWO. Not one; not zero; TWO. Woah. ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1800218/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1800218/ Thu, 05 Feb 2004 18:27:42 PST
So I went to the dentist this morning. . .
Yeah. Okay nevermind.

The dentist. This morning. I went there.

I was supposed to get sealant on my molars; the old stuff had worn away, leaving the trenches bare and dangerous. Of course, I got "the new guy" on the job. It wasn't a guy though, but I wouldn't know from over the phone. So I sat in that godawful chair, and this lady comes in. She's a clean looking lady who must have just popped out of . . . dental school? So was very dainty in appearence, quite attractive. Then. She told me in probably the deepest voice I've heard out of a woman: "Yeah, I'm new, so if I screw up, I'm sure you'll understand, right? Hahahahah!!" I think I sweat a little.

The first thing she did to reassure me, it was going to be OH KAY. was tell me in her grungy voice: "Oh GAWD. My girlfriend got sealants, and the #$%#$%#$ things kept comin' off, so I hadda finally put 'em on her myself. Not that that worked anyway-- HAHAHAHHA. Don't mind me. Did I tell you I'm new?"

So she whipped out the blue syringes, the pink one, and the black one. I swear, each one got it's fifteen minutes of fame on my face. You know how sealant is . . . a little -bitter- ? The "blue thing" (the water) fell apart. It squirted my face. She cussed out the Untimate Street Slang Dictionary. A couple words for every time something "broke". Then I had to hold the "pink thing" and the "black thing" while she wiped the spray off my face.

She finally got to the actual sealant, but it seemed to break while it was in my mouth. I got my entire mouth waxed over, and the right side of my head. I got some free curses, kinna like fries with that? She had to re-do these puppies about three times, before I had gotten ALL my teeth sufficiantly sealed off. It ended up being a little crispy by the end o' the day.

And I really wonder . . . where did all that sealant go, if it didn't go in the trenches? ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1779265/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1779265/ Sun, 01 Feb 2004 18:36:05 PST and I are doing a COMIC!! I can't believe I said this so LATE. I showed you guys page three, but you can't have a page 3 without a page one or two, can you??! NO. YOU CAN'T. Unless-- well nevermind that. But anyway. Go read them! They're on
I LoooOOOOOOOOOOOOooove ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1762689/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1762689/ Thu, 29 Jan 2004 14:50:54 PST ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1756910/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1756910/ Wed, 28 Jan 2004 13:37:01 PST ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1729649/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1729649/ Fri, 23 Jan 2004 14:06:21 PST ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1713865/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1713865/ Tue, 20 Jan 2004 17:46:53 PST Thank you so mooch for all your lovely comments; you guys make me better as an artist AND a person, and often times, just plain entertain me. I HEART YOU ALL (even the ones who aren't listening, just not as much)

~MEH ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1703634/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1703634/ Sun, 18 Jan 2004 21:43:24 PST Dang SPANKY movie!!
AGREE WITH ME, DAG NABBIT ALL!! ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1695199/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1695199/ Sat, 17 Jan 2004 21:13:20 PST is a Deviant of Many Talents
is Female
is a deviant since Jul 3, 2003, 10:21 PM
* has 4,321 pageviews * ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1693889/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1693889/ Sat, 17 Jan 2004 06:31:21 PST It says there is a sad person in this world,
But I am not that person,
For I am but a fortune cookie. ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1679572/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1679572/ Wed, 14 Jan 2004 14:45:38 PST I got many o' thing! Gotta put up little birthday doodles I did on the phone.

I DID IT!! I WENT THROUGH ALL THE DEVIATIONS!! Now I have to answer 198 of you guys' comments O.O ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1669959/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1669959/ Mon, 12 Jan 2004 17:39:42 PST And as for YOU guys.
Tomorrow's my birthday. ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1660634/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1660634/ Sat, 10 Jan 2004 21:26:49 PST Okay. Other than wait.
No . . . okay.
I'M ENJOTING THINGSSS!! Yeah that's new . . . Yes. Yes, it is.
. . .

::cackle::
Paiiiiige, I give you candy now: ::candy::
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Random:
Alex, you're not listening, 'cause you don't do that. But anyway: I'm mentioning you. Pay me later. >.>
I wish I looked like this: Yes, you're spiffy. Even if you do type like you have Tourette's.
Specifically this one: [link] ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1650096/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1650096/ Thu, 08 Jan 2004 19:30:04 PST ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1634211/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1634211/ Mon, 05 Jan 2004 16:24:29 PST I also got a portfolio book to hold my art, which I will show it the audition for HSPVA on the 24th O.o;; ::I hope I make it::
My friend Snowy came over for about two hours, and I took a banana photo.
I ended up with a lovely ending sending little notes back and forth with the wonderful PAIGE! She's so dang spiffy, she could fry an egg on the road.
Here was the highlight of the evening:
I was sitting around, editing my banana picture, when suddenly I saw a dark thing shoot across the lawn. I said to whoever was listening, "I SAW A HAMSTER SHOOT ACROSS THE LAWN!!" So I went outside to get the hamster, and coincidentally there was a bible salesman heading my way. He greeted me unctously with, "Hi, there. How are you."
I responded, looking at my feet, "---III . . . havva disease." I closed the door and locked it. He decided to skip our house. ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1624026/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1624026/ Sat, 03 Jan 2004 13:14:22 PST
My back always hurt. It got worse and worse ever since sixth grade. Ya know, I found out WHY. I went to the doctor, telling her I had "six" degrees of Sculliosis. It's not good when the doctor says, "WOAH, THAT'S MORE THAN SIX DEGREES." Turns out. One leg is an inch shorter than the other, and I have to get a false heel. Now I REALLY feel old. Oh well, I'm getting of meds for OCD for a while (I can already tell, too -.-;; )
So I got an appointment with a chiropractor. He was kinna "flakey", as my mom put it, but he knew what he was doing, even if he was hokey. It was just like in the cartoons. I was lying on a table being popped and snapped and having my head turned around backwards, while he calmly conversed with my mom. Ya know, it felt GOOD. I didn't know my bones could sing like that.
Then I got an X-ray with a hilarious character (her name started with an H.) We both made sly remarks about anything we could while she had the machine X-ray me. I had to put my butt on it, and as we conclude, it grunted with pleasure and rubbed my butt, finishing with a final "HUHM!"
Then I waited for the photos to develope, only to find that my spine was surreally bent at a sharp angle, and my ribs and hips were out of line, and variated. My spine, which should have a nice curve, is a perfect straight line instead.
After picking up my jaw, I was put on a table with a hollow middle. The humorous H woman set me up there with a heat control, and told me I "should start on level one, since I wasn't *ready* for level TWO." She left, and after a while I found my back being licked by a giant, invisible, mechanical dog's tongue. Scary, yet satisfying. The scary part shut up after about five minutes, and it was just satisfying.
I felt lika NEW man. Too bad everything has to be around Montrose/the Gallerí a/downtown. ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1582995/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1582995/ Thu, 25 Dec 2003 18:20:34 PST
*Pre-Christmas:

a. A base ball from H.A.T.C.H.'s pink elefant with a false Nolan Ryan signature(I love baseballs)

b. My friend Paige is doing ~something~ artistic over there ::shift::

c. A lovely mini-comic "At Death's Door", starring Death, from "The Sandman" from ARIIII

d. A red and pewter Reni-Gothic necklace from SNOWYYYY!!

e. A glass angel from my friend Diana's Quinceañera! ::it was excellent::

f. A bag loaded with b/w M&M's, Starburst, and snowman sugar cookies from TIFFANINESS!!

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Christmas Morning:

1. THE SANDMAN SERIES!!! ::heavenly chorus::

2. My OWN digital camera!! An HP Photosmart 320 <
3. 4. 5 DVD's:
Neon Genesis Evangelion
Chocolat
Bandits
Catch Me if You Can
As Good as it Gets

5. A Hotwheels mini of THE BAT-MOBILE!! WOOOOOHOO!! (I like little cars for some reason)

6. A crispy fifty! Niiice.

7. 2 Boheme-Goth style shirts (just like all my other ones)
Red, sheer, cut-out velvet Victorian flourishes about it, belled sleeves
Olden white, gathered tool bell sleeves and bodice, embroider'd floural patterns in white

8. A silk Japanese fan ~oooooooooo~ It goes BUM when you hitcher face with it!

9. A big fat box with a lotta drawers n' such to keep my butt load o' crazy jewelry and the like

10. CHOCOLATECHOCOLATECHOCOLATE

11. A scarf I must have been spotted oozing over. It's sheer with black velvet rose patterns all over it (I'mma sucker for Boheme-Goth stuff)

12. DIAMOND EARRINGS?! >X2 PAIR<

13. A $25 gift certificate for Best Buy :evil:

15. hairy socks? ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1573263/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1573263/ Wed, 24 Dec 2003 11:14:15 PST Yes, and that was the start of my master plan. I managed to pull fourteen people into it from the shoutbox. (I was reaching for fifty.) They all were to "meet me behind the Eckerd's in five minutes with paper and flashlights". I made sure they knew Eckerd's was all for the plan, and so were the filmmakers of LotR. This campaign went on from 12 PM to 1 AM thereabouts, and was a little successful until "Person L" told me I was annoying. That caused me to send the whole plan up in flames, and it was all a lost cause. More on that later. ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1548987/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1548987/ Wed, 17 Dec 2003 16:57:36 PST LET THE FESTIVENESS BEGIN!! ::cranks up the Danny Elfman music::
MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAAAAA!! ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1486305/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1486305/ Wed, 03 Dec 2003 17:08:20 PST ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1457796/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1457796/ Thu, 27 Nov 2003 09:19:47 PST





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THANKS ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1451550/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1451550/ Tue, 25 Nov 2003 19:52:51 PST TAKE IT!!!!! ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1414345/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1414345/ Mon, 17 Nov 2003 13:57:27 PST ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1354318/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1354318/ Mon, 03 Nov 2003 14:42:23 PST BOUGHT EVIL GRIN KITTY FROM MY PRINTS ACCOUNT !!!!!!!!
I HEART YUUUUUUUUU ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1349657/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1349657/ Sun, 02 Nov 2003 11:10:46 PST ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1346721/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1346721/ Sat, 01 Nov 2003 13:36:12 PST ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1323966/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1323966/ Sun, 26 Oct 2003 14:05:57 PST




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AIRPLAAAAAAAAAAAAAANES
OMIGOD

Okay, yeah. It's rainy, and I'm hyper, and yees, and here's the REAL journal update, yees. O.o;;

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I'M GONNA OPEN UP A NEW ACCOUNT!!

It will be for Rouge Cassé only. I apologize for the slow in that process, it was kinna interupted ^.^;; BUT NOW!! It's gonna start oop again. yeaaa. It will be called . . . "Uber-Femme". . . . Shaddup, I thought it was kinna funny. ]]> ~kamelin http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1317046/ http://kamelin.deviantart.com/journal/1317046/ Fri, 24 Oct 2003 10:10:59 PDT I've had like 97.432 nosebleeds lately, and lemme tell ya. NEVER BURP AFTER THEY'RE DONE. Human meat is not tasty. ]]> ~kamelin