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It's beautiful, simple.

I adore it.

~~Brought To You By Willow~~

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17500992/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17500992/ Tue, 25 Mar 2008 00:32:49 PDT
The first Deviant who can name the artist and the song that my last nine journal entiries [Including this one] reference, excepting 'Damaged' on Mar 17th, [And some of these are really obscure], I will give a three month subscription. And those who are already subscribed, I will draw their OC [or even themselves] in my art style, as a gift!

Hehe. Good luck. There are clues everywhere ^.^

EDIT: Also, March 14th, because not even I'm sure of the name of that one.

SO that's eight names, and the references are as follows.

Indie Rock 'N' Roll For Me - Guessed by

Without Faith, A Cross Is Just Iron

No One Knows Who We Are There - Guessed by

The Ones That Make You Come Unglued - Guessed by

Go Back To Sleep - Guessed by

The Blood Of Reptiles

I Don't Really Care What Gentlemen Prefer.

I Won't Let The Woogyman Come

~~Brought To You By Willow~~

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17485249/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17485249/ Mon, 24 Mar 2008 01:34:44 PDT
Just a little death would be fine, not too much, I mean, if you have the time?

No? Aw, fine. I'll live just to spite you.

My incredible weekend was ruined by a shithouse Monday. But let me start from the beginning.

Thursday nihgt: I could anticipate the horrible, frosty annoying weekend I was going to have with my housemate, pissed off as she was again [as alwayse] with me, so I rabg the boys, and they came to rescue me! SO, off I went to Bridgetown, the angered screams of my housemate echoing behind me. A great weekend was had by all, with 'Random Sketchy Doom' produced soemwhere in the midst of all that crazy. I seriously don't get it. When I have no time, I get more art done than if I have all the time in the world.

Okay, I get a lift home from my dad, who is pretty great now I never see him, and I get home, have a shower and put on some comfortable clothes. I go downstairs to cook me some steak and veg, when there's a knock on the door. And there's Chris and Sam, with a fourpack of vodka each, and some red bull, and Cass shows up ten minutes later with a full bottle of vodka and some coke. Hours pass.

I woke up this morning feeling relatively healthy, considering the hell I'd put myself through the night before, and went downstairs to make myself a coffee and have some NoDoz, when I slice my foot open on a shard of glass [I went to bed before everyone else, cause I have work today] So I'm hobbled before I even have a chance to get coffee in me, I step around the snoozing couple on the floor, wade my way through the empty bottles, and avoid the vomit. [EVeryone was sick that night] And IO majke myself some coffee. After drinking half of it, it accours to me that this milk could be expired, and guess what? IT IS! A whole week expired, to be fussy about detail... So, the work that I finally got to, that was designed to take one hour, maybe two, Took me four hours, because I was being sick every couple of minutes. And to top it all off, the Coffin Cheaters [A dangerous Bikie gang in Australia] just so happened to be staying at the motel, and came in for breakfast, after we had shut for the day. But, you see, what the coffin cheaters want, the coffin cheaters get. SO I had to get all the breakfast out, and they got a full cooked breakfast. Not to mention the ass-slaps I got every time I walked past with a tray. They trashed the motel room, trashed the resteraunt. and nearly ran over the cat. Trust me, when I got home, I was glad to be there. That is, until I realised that SAM HAD GIVEN ME HER GODS DAMNED COLD! AND SHE HAD EATEN ALL OF THE DAMNED COLD AND FLU MEDS! So, I'm suffering, with the first moment of time to myself, hiding in my room, typing this.

Oh yeah, I'm so poor I had to scrounge of inscence this week, so I couldn't get around to buying candles. So you webcam watchers of mine, and you know who you are, you're going to have to wait at least a week for any patented Willow goodness. Sorry. Send me meds.

SO emo right now, but I truly want to die for a little while. Wake up in a few days and smile. Until then, I hate everything.

Also, I miss you. You know who you are.

~W

~~Brought To You By Willow~~ ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17370889/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17370889/ Sun, 16 Mar 2008 21:34:52 PDT
Saturday night, I fell down the stairs, and after lots of

screaming and over use of my favourite word, my

housemate's parents drove me to the hospital, because I

had no health insurance, and an ambulance ride is 400

dollars, one way. The general consensus of the people

watching me lying on the ground screaming, [who were my

housemate, her parents, and poor who had

come to visit] was that my arm was dislocated. When they

said this, I flipped the fuck out, because last time I got

a dislocated shoulder, I was paralysed for a long while.

So we double timed it to the hospital, where they asked me

all sorts of embarassing questions, like my entire medical

history, my details [like my weight -shaaaame-] and, worst

of all, where my parents were. They had the good graces

to look somewhat suprised when the answer was a tearful 'I

don't know'.

So, they agve me some cool drugs, and sent me on my way,

with my arm in a sling. Lucky we stole 's

cane last time he was over, because I needed that to get

around. It turned out that my arm wasn't dislocated, I am

just built with funny arms. A manufacturing error. I

should sue.

I got a few days off work, and my arm's out of the sling,

so I can draw now, but dont expect me = codene does not

equal coherent art.

Cheers,

~ W

~~Brought To You By Willow~~ ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17325990/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17325990/ Fri, 14 Mar 2008 08:25:11 PDT 's comics, giggling to myself, drinking and smelling the odd collection of odours of feet, dragon's blood inscence, and pie, which currently makes up my room.I don't like it -wrinkles nose in disgust-

So I had the wake today. I thought it would be easy, "Yeah, it'll be two hours" They said. "It'll be a bit of extra cash" They assured me. THEY LIED! ...Well, not about the cash bit, butthe two hours thing? THEY LIED!

SO, FOUR HOURS LATER, the night shift girl comes and releives me of my duties, as I had been at work since 6:30 AM!!

My feet hurt.

It still smells like feet and pie.

>.<

Check out , Cause he's cool and I said I'd link him.

Also, Check out cause he's writing a storey caqlled 'Eternal Heroes', and apparently I'MA BE IN IT!

-glee-

EDIT!!

So, I walked to Bridgetown today. I hitchhiked, actually. I got there, stood on the main street, and then realised, stupidly, that I had no idea where anyone lived. So, sighing, and emptying the blood out of my shoes, I walked/hitchhiked back. I got home around nowish, and this makes me realise how incredibly lonely I am. Also, stupid. I mean, all I had was my clothes on my back and the fangs on my teeth, and no idea of where any of my Bridgetown friends lived [except for , but it was midnight, and I didn't want to bother his folks.] and I expected to just go? I wasn't expecting to end up in Brdgetown when I left the house at nine, knowing that even though I had suffered through a fourteen hour shift at work, I was not in the least bit tired.

Also, some stupid woman yelled at me to go home, out of a window. That made me cry, because I rea.lised I had this poky little flat [which I don't want to be in, especially not with my housemate, who I hate], and i had NO WHERE ELSE to go. That was a terrible feeling.

My feet still hurt, but more now. I actually made them bleed. There's a party across the street, so it's going tor be even harder to get to sleep. I'm going to try, though. Insomnia is a terrible thing.

Also, my bridgetown friends, tell me where the fsck you live, so next time, I'll have somewhere to stay when my feet give out, and I run out of bandages to mop up my feet. Also, I miss you guys.

Well, happy roamings, netzfans.

~ The Great W

~~Brought To You By Willow~~ ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17280416/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17280416/ Tue, 11 Mar 2008 00:43:17 PDT
See, I can't draw without a pen without some mojo in it. That's why my media changes every now and again, because my current pen runs out of mojo, and I can't draw a damn thing. So I had this pen that was all full of mojo [If you doubt me, check out 'Necropolis Fanart' and 'Third Eye' and you try to tell me that there's no mojo in there] and I was fiddling with it incessently until a certain SOMEONE snatched it off me and promptly lost it!! Now, no pen, no mojo, and I have to find a substitute, and FAST! Or I could just get over this silly superstition of mine, but I CAAAANT!

This mojo thing isn't really a superstition thing, it's just I find a pen that works for me until it doesn't, then I find a new one that works for me. I swear my house eats things. First my fang, now this...

In other news, I had a comfortable chair up here, it was cushioned and everything. Had being the operative word here, since Cass nicked it today, claiming that her friend Ethan [who perloined the chair from one of his boyfriends in the first place] would be mad if I owned it, FOR SOME REASON! So, I'm back sitting on one of the house chairs, and in all honestly, it hurts my butt. I may have to filch another chair, and put this one on the balcony, so I have something to sit on, while I yell insults at the school children who pass by my flat at around this time of day.

Damn, my back really hurts. That's it, I'ma going to go steal a chair from Cass. One she wont notice, since we have the booth seat [otherwise known as the 'Flirt Bench'] and I'm not allowed to have people over anymore [Which, in all great respect, makes NO FUCKING SENSE]

Also, I've ploughed my way to the end of Property Of Gwen, which is a truly awesome webcomic, by and I recoomend you all go read it here -> [link] It's a bit like TSW, which is a webcomic [finished now] by .

I've started on Many Tidings Grim, by Corgan Dane, which can be found here -> [link]

Any recommendations for webcomics, or if you want to pimp your own comic, just cause you can, send me a note, and I'll get right on it!!

I walked about five kilometers last night, and I plan on doing it again, tonight, clad as I was in spikes and a trenchcoat [in the middle of summer]. I think tonight, it'll be fishnets and platform boots. Because, it's super dooper exercise if it hurts to walk!


I hate being healthy -misses the days of the coke fortress of DOOM-


Also, I'm going to a concert that one of my friends is singing at [along with the rest of her band], So if you're going to be in the south west of Western Australia on the 11th on April, come down and rock out with me. Mayhem is garanteed.

Anyway, peace out, and check out some cool people, like , and

Until tomorrow...

PS. Oh yeah, I never did clean up the lower storey of the house -sweatdrop-

~~Brought To You By Willow~~ ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17265020/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17265020/ Mon, 10 Mar 2008 00:59:13 PDT
This here be an update and a half!!

Okay, So, minor news, I've moved into my room, to hide away, coincidentally trashing the lower half of the house [Which I will clean up when I finish this Update, I promise]. The downside of this is that the lower half of the house is so much cooler and darker, so I'm modifying my room so it's cooler and darker, since this here spoooooooky goth can't handle them there UVs. Another downside, is that my webcam now faces my room, so I have to keep it clean. And my room is never clean. So this is goign to require a serious effort. [Also, I'll have to make double sure that it's off when I get changed o.O]

Major news:
I had a fight with my house mate, and it's sort of resolved, but I'm going to move most of my personal shit upstairs anyway, just because I need to live in this room more.

I was going to write more, but I kind of forgot what I was doing halfway through writing it...

Oh, also, I'll be creating me a you tube account, so my voice of reason can pass through the world, and ya'll will finally get to see me!!

That is, if you want to.

To those I watch:
Sorry I haven't been commenting so much, but my internet has been playing up recently, and loading all the pages is nearly overloading my poor laptop. If I favourite it and don't comment, I'm sorry I couldn't comment, but I love it. And I see every Deviation, since I'm a subscriber [and a donator of subscriptions, I'm looking at you mitnikman and Creepo]

Anyway, to business, check out , and .

Also, check out my buddies, and

Now, I gotta go and clean the downstairs of the house before I piss off my housemate even more.

~~Brought To You By Willow~~ ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17175016/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17175016/ Tue, 04 Mar 2008 04:55:36 PST
I bought fangs a couple of weeks ago.

They arrived today.

I fitted them to my teeth, took one out to shape it slightly.

And Dropped it.

I never saw it again...

-sob-

~~Brought To You By Willow~~ ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17095677/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/17095677/ Wed, 27 Feb 2008 20:29:30 PST
Things are looking up now! Everybody get off suicide watch! I am _fine_ now. Sleeping now and everything. Its a goddamned miracle, I tells ya.

I went through some gigantic changes lately, such as cutting my hair, I dumped my boyfriend, I'm trying to redecorate my house, I'm trying to take time off to appreciate the little things! Well... at least I try to.

I caught up with all my old webcomics, and some new ones, the most notable being Seven Shades Of Black -> [link]

I will be updating more now, so none of you dispair!

Willow is back! -cheering-

~~Brought To You By Willow~~ ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16986350/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16986350/ Wed, 20 Feb 2008 23:52:07 PST
Severe lack of arts for you all, I know, but seriously, hear me out.

I'm on a huuuge bummer, and I just cant sketch to save my life. I got 100 deviations under my belt, and it all went downhill from there. My housemate moved my computer space from the lounge to the study, and it's seriously cramped in there, so I can now no longer use the couch as a computer chair, which is bad. I can't stretch out. ZAnd i need to stretch to draw. And no stretch means no draw. Also, I'm trying to diet, and this requires concentration, self will and, most of all, no coke. And I need coke. It is Willow Fuel, and without it, I am nothing. SOmething else, without which I am nothing, is my boyfriend, and we're sort of on a break and it's destroying me. I'm serious. I want to throw myself in front of a car. Yeah, eeeeeemo. But, yeah. Destoyed. And I can't seem to sift through the waves of sad long enough to pick up a pen. But not fo r lack of trying. My sketchpad is full of failed attempted. I even attempted a Meme, but that turned out badly.

I've lost my drive.

However, I still frequent DevArt, and I will continue watching my Deviants and scouting around. Just theres going to be a large lack of arting. This will result in low pageveiws.

SOmebody cheer me up. Please?

~~Brought To You By Willow~~ ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16874837/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16874837/ Thu, 14 Feb 2008 04:22:25 PST
So, 100 deviations, huh? I decided to celebrate by finally getting myself a subscription, so I can do all these coolio things now. Tis awesome. I will never go without it. I hope y'all like the celebratory deviation I spent two weeks doing.

So, this monday, I'm going to cut my hair. It's going to go from mid-back length to short, short, SHORT! Also, it's getting a re dye, and all sorts of funky things. See, the thing is, it's really hot in Australia land, and I have incredibly thick hair. It's dead straight, but at the moment, it weight a kilo on it's own. That's like walking around with a bag of tomatoes on your head. It brings me down, depresses me, so to speak. SO! I cut it every time I get too low, or change it dramatically. It was either that or I was going to get my eyebrow peirced, but I think this is the more sensible choice. I have to do seriously dumb things every now and again, or I get bored with myself.

Peace out, anyways, and the pimpin' will be back next week. I promise. No, really...

~~Brought To You By Willow~~ ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16788428/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16788428/ Fri, 08 Feb 2008 16:54:18 PST
Sorry to those who wanted a pimp, but that's been disabled to next week, while I get the alcohol out of my system.

Also, Comission , because he needs to get to the San Diego Comic Con he needs money; he's taking commissions! So help him out if you can! Please??

That's all for today, I'll check back in when I regain consiousness.

~~Brought To You By Willow~~ ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16717324/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16717324/ Mon, 04 Feb 2008 02:41:11 PST First, last Saturday was Russian night, and fun, sprinkler soaked, scantily clad good times were had by all. Willow Wisp: Fuelled by Vodka. Next saturday is Tequila night. I am looking forward to it.

Second, stayed from said party till today, and I never quite realied how booming his voice is until I heard it early on a Monday. It hurts my ears.

Third, there was a thunderstorm last night, at about 4am, so I got up to watch that from my balcony. I is tired.

So no deviation today, purely cause I can;t be assed.

So it's pimping today, and remember, if you want to recommend someone, a note will do. I will do all the research.. ect. So, do a friend a good deed and recommend them forthe pimping!

DAILY PIMPIN'

Recommended by
A talented photographer, specialising in blood/gore phtography. Very talented and with lotsof gore, yet not too over the top as to gross out the veiwer. Under 18s beware; a lot of Devs are restricted to over eighteens only.
Overall, a nine out of ten.

Suggested by
A very good line artist, competent in both trad and digital art.

Reccommended by
Not for the faint of heart. Not quite sure if it's a photographs, or photomanip. Some look photgraphed, some look altered. Dream like, well, more like nightmare-like, quality, more like watching the subjects through dirty glass. I especially like the use of cards.
A ten out f then. There was nothing in the gallery I didn't like.

The random Deviant for the day. Also awreded the [Heart] award.
This Deviant has some truly beautiful artwork in their gallery, and the awareness of angles and movement makes the images 'flow'. Specialises in people, and loves MCR as much as I do. [Heart]

Brought to you by Willow. Hocking GOlf Balls on top of watertowers since, like, forever.

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16682519/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16682519/ Fri, 01 Feb 2008 22:17:07 PST
So, this is just a short one and the pimp, of course.

Happy Chinese New Year, and Blessed Imbolc.

~ Burger Lord

Big Pimpin':

Dark Artist:
I likePairo's work, it's not so much gorey and Hoor-like, it's just not bright and happy either. Worth checking out.

Cute, and good:
Traditional art, with a cute twist.

Furry Favourite
Some nice furry pics here, and so cute you'll squeal.

Cute Yet Evil
Just. Go. See.

Gore Factor
I Love the Nightmare Gallery of this Deviant. Satisifies my gore quota for the day.

Perspective
This deviant is good at close ups in their photography.

And, who deserves to be in here.

Peace.

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16665264/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16665264/ Thu, 31 Jan 2008 20:02:04 PST
Today, the chef had to duck out, so I cooked breakfast for all those poor people. Pity them, and their samonella infested stomacs.

They were like that when they got here, honestly, officer.

Ehm, I finally got rid of my car. I have a small jar labelled 'Car Blood' full of transmission fluid to remember the lemon that once was.

Peace out, y'all. I;m going to go watch House.

DAILY PIMPIN':

Favourite Photographer



Favourite new webcomic artist [Still}



Favourite DA Painter



]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16651835/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16651835/ Wed, 30 Jan 2008 22:39:42 PST
Okay. I just realised how wrong that sounds, so I will explain. With much hand flailing. Well, my house mate goes to work in like... half an hour, so she was getting dressed in her work uniform. And, somehow, she got stuck So she's jumping up and down screaming 'Save me!', and of course, I can't, because I'm laughing too hard. So, when I could stand up without giggling, I fixed her shirt so the flow of blood could go back to the brain, where itwas most needed. There. Not so dodgy now, hmm? Okay, maybe it is. Quiet, you.

So, back to the dev I was going to grace you all with. Well, it's broken. Makes some odd clicking noises and then it gets stuck on something. I think it's because I've been using it as a drink coaster when it's not being a scanner. I think I won't do that anymore.

So no new devs, until it's fixed, unless i use the graphics tablet, which I might. I don't know. I want a motorbike. I'd look really metal on a motorcycle. I should learn to ride a motorcycle. WHO WANTS TO TEACH ME?

Oh yeah, I went to go see Nightwish in concert. Uber-metal. Yeah, I can mix nerdy with metal. Sue me. It was cool. I met the band and all that. It was cool.

Okay, thats the daily news. Now for the Daily artist pimp.

Favourite new webcomic artist


Favourite Flash Artist


And just check this one out...


Yeah,the Artist Pimp is going to be an ongoing thing, so if you think someone's good, send me a note, or an IM, or send a pidgeon my way or whatever.

~W

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16339229/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16339229/ Thu, 10 Jan 2008 04:52:05 PST
I opened my news folder today [I've been out of the loop, okay?] and lo and behold, there is my favouritest man int he world Johnny Depp, smiling at me! Oh Joy! I exclaimed, happily delving into the article in anticipation. What has brought to my attention on this fine day?

A name catches my eye. Sweeney Todd? Great great Uncle? A MOVIE!

Now, to those who don't ACTUALLY know me, my last name is, SHOCK, HORROR, not actually Wisp. It's Todd. And Mr Demon Barber is my great great uncle. Now,if you ask me, that's pretty great. See that? WIllow made a funny.

There's some useless information for you.

Here's some more: My hands smell like onions!

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16308723/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16308723/ Mon, 07 Jan 2008 22:05:12 PST I'm serious. Email me.

So. I've been given the the great idea of a companion cube based Dev, so that'll be up during the week sometime. Probably not today. Tomorrow maybe. It's too fscking hot.

~w

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16295047/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16295047/ Mon, 07 Jan 2008 00:41:24 PST
We will miss you, noble warrior, my companion, and my friend. Life's pathways will be eternally silent without you.

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16159575/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/16159575/ Sat, 29 Dec 2007 22:47:44 PST
Well, I boughts me a scanner. Hooray for me. So now, you get Trad art now, which I'm much better at now, well, since the last time y'all got a gander at it. So, anyway, yeah.

Merry whatever you all celebrate these days, and happy new years for tomorrow. I wont be updating much until well into next week, then expect a new dev every couple of days or so. The reason why I've been so silent? Well, firstly, my internet was knocked out of commission because of some alien attack or something. I really wasn't listening when the fat telstra guy was esplaining exactly WHY i didn't have the internet.

Also, I fell down the stairs, so movement is limited to bed, sleep, um.. eat? So sitting at my desk sketching has become difficult.

Lastly, my house has run out of gas, which means I have no cooking facilities or hot water, so i'v ebeen staying at my BF's house, so i don't die of starvation.

Oh yah, I have no money as well, so I can;t buy paper. Tragic, is it not?

SO yeah. SOrry about the lack of updats, but like, four people look at this page, so I get the feeling that I'm not apologising to anyone who gives a damn.


I came, I saw, I decided it was too bloody hot and went home.

~ W

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/15897057/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/15897057/ Tue, 11 Dec 2007 22:25:05 PST
Yesterday, at work, trhey gave my a carving knife as long as my arm, three buckets and seven pumpkins. The goal was, fill the three buckets with chopped pumpkin (Look out for the comic strip depicting such an event). SO, with much nearly aputating limbs and grinning liker a maniac`, i set to work. needless to say, it was a great task. even more nedless to say, i got it done in four hours [They were big pumpkins, okay?]. WHast did I learn? Well, next year I'm making Jack-o-lanterns.

I'm trying to set up my pay-pal account, but there's a little bit of difficulty. You see, I signed up using my psudonym, but my bank account is in my birth name. So the names don't match and Paypal had a cow. A big one. One I wont butcher to eat because I'm a vego. So I have to close my account. Unless, it'll let me change the name on my account...

I'm going out to my friend'splace soon, becausde I wnted a home cooked, family dinner, and well, she has a fasmily. ONe that loves me. It's a new feeling. >.<

[Can smoke damage a computer? Thoughts, comments?]

I have to do a commission, but i can't seem to get the position of the subject right. I'll have to pay one of my fri=ends to model for me [again]. For Yule, I want on of those little dolls that you can mould into any position to use as a source, because getting my friends to stand still is too difficult.

Tomorrow there wont be a post, becausei'm working double shifts. I get up at 6, work at 7 till 2pm, the sleep till 5, go back to work at 5.30, then finish around nine. I am going to get paid so much ^.^

~W

["And the words of the Prophets are written on the subway walls..."]

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/15871019/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/15871019/ Mon, 10 Dec 2007 00:49:08 PST
Up until now, I've been a part of the lesser sphere of humans known as the Graveyard shift. The hours are dank, the pay is danker, and you always wake up at three in the afternoon feeling more exhausted that you were at three am when you came home. Of course, it's really cool being able to sleep so late in the mornings, and walking home at three am definately has its good points [no people, can frighten small children, can talk to yourself and no one hears you, can walk home in the middle of ALL THE ROADS and not see a single car] but it cramps your social life [Yeah, like someone who blogs every day has a LIFE] and well, you're the lowest than the low. At least hookers get _some_ ind of respect. No, I was a Bar Bitch [More appropriately A Barmaid, but Toff called me Bar Birtch one day and the name kind of stuck.] a sort of late night Bar-tender who gets the sad, tired old drunks, who look at you like you're the last woman on earth and who, when they smile, you can see something missing, and i'm not talking about their teeth, either. This kind of gets you down, and the constant questions of "Why do you ALWAYS wear black? It's like a hundred degrees outside!" don't help either. So when my boss, Helen, asked me if i'd like to do day shifts, she was defened by a "YES!" followed quickly by a, "Does this mean I'm back in the human race?'

It's not the worst job in the world, but being Kitchen Bitch is slightly less degrading then Bar Bitch. At least I get to see my partner now, and i don't get groped by horny customers. I prep for the dinner rush,meaning i chop vegetables, dice bacon and get all the food ready so all the chef has to do is cook it. It's a decent job, the pay is AWESOME and the hours are longand hard, but i feel good at the end of it. And i get to sleep normal hours like a normal person. (Well, mostly normal. I still get "Why do you always wear black?!" and walking home at three in the afternoon made me discover how many damned flies there are in this town.) I got the shopping done, i cleaned the house, I watched the last of Pizza aaaand now i'm chillaxing in front of this here computer, because honestly, I don't know what else to do. Apart from always wearing black, of course [It's not a fashion statement, it's not a fucking deathwish, it's because i can't color co-ordinate]

~W

PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT: My hands smell like washing.

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/15840105/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/15840105/ Fri, 07 Dec 2007 20:20:41 PST
So it's the cherry festival today, which, in a nutshell, is a big event where everyone in my town celebrates the miracle which is cherries because we all have nothing else to do!! So we get inundated with tourists, in the streets, in the shops, in the cafes and in the supermarkets. And they're frickin everywhere! [And for some reason, my laptop keyboard is shitting itself.] So, I came (the whole 100 metres from my house to the main street), I saw (The damn tourists EVERYWHERE!) and I decided to go home. SO I did. Andhere I am. The only reason I have a fleeting intrest in the whole dam spretacle is because the bf has been voted cherry ambassaor (He has a sash and everything 00OOooOO00...) so, on our ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY! -bells and whistles go off somewhere- he had to go wine and dine the big business owners, while i stumbled home from Perth. But he did actually get here while itwas daylight, so he is forgiven. [We ate fried chicken.]

WHich brings me to the center of the shrubbery maze! I am now forsaking red meat, which is going to result in somebody dying soon,butit's a risk I'm willing to take. There are several reasons. One is, it's been brought to my attention by my vego frinds that a) there is no humane way to kill a cow. I saw fast food nation. THERE IS SHIT IN THE GODDAMN MEAT! and b) cows are actually nicew people. I knw, let me explain... about two weeks ago, i went camping and drinking with like, six of my friends (Check previous entries) and when we had all passed out, Cass went and had a conversation with thecows next door. So she came to the conclusion that cows are nice people, and I agree. Good cows -patpat-.
Two, i've been put off red meat, it gets stuck in my teeth and it's ngross. Plus vegetables tastebetter, and you can do more with t. Plus, at least with vegetables,fish, vegies and people, you know what exactly is on your plate. Beef mince? Not so sure.

DO you know what your children are eating?

~W

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/15658650/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/15658650/ Sun, 25 Nov 2007 02:32:37 PST
Until Leavers, I had given up drinking, and I'll go right back to doing so when the whole thing is over, but for the two weeks i'm on holiday, I'll be drinkng. And personally, I'm glad. I am SO glad, because even I need to fire off some steam every now and again.

Now, in other news:
The Labor government won the election! This is terrific news! This means we'll get our troops brought back, we'll sign the Kyoto protocol, we'll legals weed. HUZZAH TO TEW PEOPLE'S PARTY! [I am not a communist]
I have a cold. It's bothering me, because yesterday it was a sore throat,now i have a runny nose. Tomorrow I'll be coughing. I hate being sick. Weak, annoying, fragile. Meh, I'm gonna go arting.

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/15640899/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/15640899/ Fri, 23 Nov 2007 19:59:03 PST
"Is it the walker who chooses the road, or is it the road that chooses the walker?"

~W

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/12615503/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/12615503/ Mon, 16 Apr 2007 07:13:06 PDT
-Willow

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/12302406/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/12302406/ Fri, 23 Mar 2007 20:47:54 PDT
I'm waiting for people to post on my website so I can post-whore around on it to fill up my rapidly sucky day. It's one of those days, sportsfans.

My Anger management class really pisses me off.

Quote for the day.

Goodnight.

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/11045923/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/11045923/ Tue, 12 Dec 2006 22:56:41 PST
I need a computer. I realise I am sitting AT a computer, but it is not mine. Bitch. I burnt my poem book. I didn't mean to, but it was like, one of those accident things. My entire life's work. GOne in an instant. WHOOSH!

Hate me. -BLAM!-

]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/7436756/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/7436756/ Wed, 28 Dec 2005 02:58:30 PST
Heh, perth, here I come. ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/7342027/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/7342027/ Sun, 18 Dec 2005 02:58:26 PST ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/7324649/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/7324649/ Fri, 16 Dec 2005 04:06:55 PST < This isn't fair. It's a damned good coloring thingie, by my standards anyway. Seeing that my standards aew pretty bad, its nothing special. ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/7315007/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/7315007/ Thu, 15 Dec 2005 02:04:05 PST [link]) <-- oo orangy colors on there!. Tch. Nohing much happened at work.. sho slow... hm. Never wanna see another coffee cup ever again. -dies- ]]> ~mascaraeyez http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/7306473/ http://mascaraeyez.deviantart.com/journal/7306473/ Wed, 14 Dec 2005 04:27:01 PST Tch. Consider this my first blog/journal thing. Nur. ]]> ~mascaraeyez