It's funny how beautiful people look when they're walking out the door

Wed, 07 Oct 2009 15:58:25 GMT

Today is my only day off from both jobs all week and I'm not going to do anything besides wrap myself up in blankets, read The Dead Zone, and drink hot tea like an old lady. And I'm not even sick.

I thought my day job would be very scary but I'm getting the hang of it now. I know all about IRAs and 403- Bs and ERISAs and non-ERISA 403-bs and shit like that. Also, I can explain it over the phone. I'm rather proud of myself for learning this stuff so quickly.

Nothing else really going on in my life. ._. Stay lit, guys. I am reading your LJs even though I'm not commenting!

Tue, 22 Sep 2009 16:21:31 GMT

....Greg is taking me to go see Repo! live on Friday. He finally told me that he couldn't keep the surprise a secret and confessed that it's the live show he's taking me to.

I'm so excited! Really, I am. This is the first time that he's ever gone through the effort of SURPRISING me and I'm so happy. :D Also, come on, it's REPO!

I hear it's an interactive show like Rocky Horror so we're going to get dressed up like zydrate addicts (well I am at least, lol) and wave glowsticks around and AHAHA I'm so fucking excited.

Has anyone actually been? I'm psyched!

ooooh my god

Wed, 16 Sep 2009 03:07:51 GMT

I just peed my pants watching this.

This guy like videotaped a tour through the shitty hotel room him and his boys were staying at and I seriously died laughing XD

Now I know where I'm NOT staying when I go to California lmao.

Well.

Tue, 15 Sep 2009 21:04:16 GMT

My father just offhandedly mentioned that my mother is "leaving" the house because she is apparently "unhappy" and needs to "figure out what to do with her life" at the age of 45. Yeah, okay Susan, you go and do that. Move back in with mommy when you're middle aged and bitch and complain about how terrible you have it here with us, even though we're the ones who constantly suffer from your psychotic outbursts and verbal/emotional abuse.

Fuck you.

I am so sick of her fucking dramatic, attention seeking bullshit that it's not even funny anymore. The only fucking reason that she's doing this is because she wants us to beg her to come back home once she's gone and once she realizes that we're not going to do that and that she's forty-five still living with her mother, she'll come crawling back home. I give it a week, month tops.

Cunt.

I understand that you all must be appalled at me writing about my mother in such a fashion, but you don't understand the fucking bullshit that I've gone through my ENTIRE LIFE with this woman.

Meh.

Tue, 15 Sep 2009 20:00:17 GMT

IDK how I feel about this kinda red. I sort of want a more...vivid red. But this is fall appropriate? No?

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 19:14:58 GMT

MY GOD PEOPLE MAKE ME SO FUCKING MAD!!!!

Chris Moore
No drugs?
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Ashley Moore
no drugs besides marijuana pour moi.
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Chris Moore
marijuana is a drug. You could have said, "why yes, I AM using illegal substances."
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Chris Moore
Chris Moore
Too bad, such a pretty girl.
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Ashley Moore
Ashley Moore
Okay. So here's the deal.

Some of the reasons why marijuana is illegal today are that a) it's associated with unsavoury lifestyles, like hippies and beatniks b) it is PERCEIVED as being an addictive drug, even though it is not, c) things that are banned for a long time, no matter how STUPID the ban happens to be, tend to persevere. Like sodomy ... Read Morebeing illegal, no one's bothered to decriminalize that, have they?

Cannabis was made taxable during the Depression, when one Henry J. Aslinger decided that the drug was having a violent effect on Mexican immigrants who were making their way into the country at the time. The claim had absolutely no basis at all whatsoever, there was no scientific evidence behind it, but it passed because of what the times were like. People needed to blame something. Later, it was debated that the law passed because it was a racist conspiracy against the mexicans, or even that Jack Herer wanted to eliminate the "threat" of hemp, because it served as a competitor
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against products such as paper and cotton.

There have been various studies that proved the medical benefits of smoking marijuana. For example, it is widely used as a treatment for the nausea that cancer patients experience while undergoing chemotherapy. Usually, they just vomit up pills, but as marijuana can be inhaled, the nausea can be quelled.

It has been used as a treatment for anorexics, because THC is an appetite stimulant.... Read More

3 out of 5 epileptics have experienced a drop in seizures or no seizures at all, when smoking marijuana.

It is physically impossible to OD on THC. The only harm that marijuana could possibly do to you is harm your lungs because you're smoking it, but cigarettes have the same effect and THEY'RE legal, aren't they? It is not addictive, it is not harmful, the only way you could possibly die from it is if you smoked 7 lbs in 2 minutes which a) is impossible and b) you'd be dying of smoke inhalation, not the THC.
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Ashley Moore
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Alcohol kills. Cigarettes kill. They both do phenomenal harm to your body, yet they both are legal, aren't they? Marijuana is a completely natural substance derived from plants. it has been used for medical purposes and as aphrodisiacs for centuries by various cultures around the world.

I suggest that before you start preaching about legality, you do your research first. It's never wise to speak out of ignorance and fear.
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to cite my gp: 'all medicines are poison'. that is to say, all substances affect the body, the quantity is normally what determines harm, be it an illegal drug, a legal (prescription-only) drug, or an over-the-counter legal drug.
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Wed, 09 Sep 2009 16:46:24 GMT

REC was so, so, SO much fucking scarier than Quarantine.

The anorexic little girl zombie thing at the end terrified us, Lisa and I were legitimately whimpering at the screen and we both shrieked in unison.

JESUS was that thing terrifying!!! I can't even begin to imagine how they even managed to make it look like that. Is it a person? CG? If it's a person she needs to eat a steak or something...

It was way more intense than Quarantine, too. Everyone watch it :D Even though it explained shit and Quarantine didn't and that's what made Quarantine scary XD

HISSSSSS

Wed, 09 Sep 2009 16:40:10 GMT

So the fucking phone and the internet are down at my house, my cell phone's off, I have no money and no food and no means of communication besides the bloody library, which is where I'm posting from right now, and my father is being a prick with a capital P.

At least I start work tonight, I'm hoping since I was hired on the spot that I can actually take tips tonight and have enough money to buy dinner and minutes for my cell, at least so I'm not completely cut off from the world.

I can't stand this anymore. Poverty to this extent is depressing. At least lovie's cheering me up some. ;.;

~~I think I'm pregnant~~ my birth control has been really weird lately and I've been walking around constantly feeling sick to my stomach. Could be the diet pills I'm on though, too, even though all they do is boost my metabolism and there aren't a lot of chemicals in them, it's just acai berries. I hope I'm not to ill to perform well tonight, I have a nice new classy uniform to wear with more than one work shirt (CHRISTMAS for ASHLEY?)

Anyways, bitch, bitch, bitch, fuck my life, I'm hungry, maybe I'll go home and make egg salad.

x.x

Mon, 07 Sep 2009 15:35:52 GMT

Sometimes I'm kind of happy when Greg and I fight because the day after he spoils me and we have fantastic sex. Does that make me a bad person? Probably. But oh well.

Here's what we did. We ordered a bigass supreme pizza, curled up in bed, stuffed our faces, and watched Rob Zombie's Halloween. I made a couple screwdrivers, enough to get buzzed to the extent where the movie was scary, lol. We also watched Fight Club both times it came on G4. He bitched good naturedly all through Halloween but never changed the channel every time I suggested he do so.

Don't hate me, I love that movie. :D I think the very last scene is the best ending scene ever. :D Maybe it's my fetish for girls covered in blood. Mmm. Girls covered in bloood....

I also showed him the 30 Seconds to Mars video for The Kill because he likes The Shining so much and I was pleased to see that he liked it, even though he took the mickey out of me bigtime for liking 30StM. He was all like "Is that the guy from Fight Club? Oooooh twins..." :D

I'm going to get dressed and head out. I haven't watched Jerry Springer in forever and these black chicks are going at it. O_O Ooooh daytime television...

Yaknow...

Sat, 05 Sep 2009 15:55:30 GMT

It really is quite phenomenal how quickly a transformation occurs when one drinks.

For example.

Notice the cuteness? Yarr.

That's why I came home at 3 AM, burned my pizza and wondered what that smell was. Word. :D

sparkly eyes

Fri, 04 Sep 2009 17:38:05 GMT

I just found this while looking for a remix of Seven Nation Army that I heard at a party last week.

WOOOOOW sick choreography. o.o For realz. It's like....communist hitler dancing and the end was so siiiick. O_O

*awe*

I wonder who's gonna win America's Next Best Dance Crew this cycle. I hope it's that Brazillian group, their latest performance for Bolywood was pretty cool.

I'mma bitch now.

Fri, 04 Sep 2009 17:25:46 GMT

So Greg has been working insane shifts lately. He's been getting lots of overtime and generally has been busting his ass from five in the morning until six at night. Naturally he's going to be exhausted, and I completely understand and respect that.

However.

Yesterday, we texted each other all day long talking about what we were going to do once he got out of work. He even begged me for a massage and told me he'd get me Wendy's if I did that for him. (reason why he didn't offer a massage in return was because I hate getting massaged.) So I played along and said "poor baby" when applicable, and come six o'clock when he gets out, I figured I'd give him some time to play CoD, have a few beers, and rest up a bit. I read the entirety of Delores Claibourne (I love that fucking book. Don't know why, it's one of my favourites.)

Come 7:30/8:00, I text him and he tells me that he's in bed. I ask him if he's too tired to hang out, and he says yes, unless there's a party, in which case he'd gladly come get me.

-_-

Excuse me?

What the hell?

I'm not in the least bit angry that he was tired and wanted to stay in. That's fine, I know he busts his ass. However, the fact that I waited around for him when I could have made other plans pisses me off. Not once in the duration of that hour and a half did he let me know that he had no intention of going out. And the fact that he was willing to get up and do something if there was a party, not to see me?

UGH.

I sent him a nasty text saying thanks for ditching me and he goes fine I'll come over, but at that point I felt like being a petty bitch and told him not to bother--if he didn't want to see me I sure as fuck wasn't going to force him. So I sulked and did my nails and bitched to Heather all evening.

I'm excited about tonight. Heather and Danica are having a schoolgirl themed party and I have a smart new outfit to wear to it. I feel rather like a fighting game character in it, though 0_o; Dunno why.

Anyways, here's a meme that's circulating about my FL, which I'm only going to paraphrase because I'm lazy.

List 10 songs you are rocking the hell out of.

1. Emilie Autumn: Organ Grinder

I don't like EA. I really don't. I hate her image and I think her makeup is stupid looking. I guess I would appreciate her music a bit more if teenyboppers didn't cream their pants every time "Dead is the New Alive" comes on the radio, but despite all of that, Organ Grinder is a bit catchy. It's a delightful composition and I (and anyone else for that matter) has to admit that the bitch can play. Because of her, I think that the electric violin is the coolest instrument evar. \M/

2. Yoko Kanno: Inner Universe

This song is good for three things: Driving down the highway at three in the morning in the pouring rain, having sex to, and falling asleep. I've done all three. Trust me.

3. Sublime: What I Got

Play this at a party and watch what happens. If everyone doesn't get up, wave their drinks around, and sing at the top of their lungs, then I'll smile and kiss a pig.

4. The Doors: Indian Summer

Time for me to be gay. Greg told me that this song came on his shuffle one day, and that the very first thing he thought of was me. <3

5. Velvet Acid Christ: Fun With Drugs

This song is fun. Plain and simple. The excerpts from Fear and Loathing at the beginning is absolutely perfect (VAC is clever that way with clips from movies.) All the remixes of this song are pretty sick, too.

6. Justin Timberlake: Sexy Ladies

...Justin Timberlake is okay.
.......He has a FEW good songs, I mean, you know, he can dance pretty well too, for a white boy...
..........This song is funky, got a good beat, I mean, when you're DRUNK...

..........OH MY GAH I LOOOOOOOOOOOOVE JUSTIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

7. Boston: Smokin'

Greg tried so, so hard to get me to like Boston. Failed. My father tried so, so hard to get me to like Boston. I remained obstinate.

Then one day, one magic, magic day, I got high with Tino and we listened to this song, and the keyboard solo came on, and galaxies opened behind my eyes. :D

8. Led Zeppelin: Since I've Been Loving You

I know this is a sad-ish song, but it's chill, you know? And kind of sexy in its own way. Am I the only one who gets turned on by Robert Plant? =/

9. The Polyphonic Spree: Lithium

I agree wholeheartedly with Lisa on this one. :D Shoot me if you want, but I'm just not a gigantic Nirvana fan. I mean I like them, I appreciate them, but I can't watch the live DVD for hours on end and rhapsodize (as Greg discovered on our very first date, lol, and yes, he DID do that. He also put on Beevis and Butthead for hours...) Don't get me wrong, I'm totally a grunge kid. Love Pearl Jam, love Alice in Chains, love Smashing Pumpkins (if you can classify them as grunge, would like to think so...) but Nirvana doesn't really groove with me 100%.

ANYWAYS, as Lisa said, this cover is happy and cheery, whereas the original is soppy and, well, decidedly grunge. I like it for precisely that reason.

10. DJ Sammy: The Boys of Summer

Discovered this gem while randomly browsing on playlist.com. I adore it. It's so happy and fun to dance to. Must play it later on tonight, sure the girls will love it.

Sooooo

Tue, 01 Sep 2009 22:44:40 GMT

Here's a couple reasons why I love thrift stores.

Reason #1: I found a one-piece blue bathing suit with an open back, which is cut extremely high on the thighs but isn't a thong (bad description). It actually supports my breasts and makes me look thin. However, I am not going to be wearing it to the beach. (Too cold for that shit now anyways, though I had a lovely time with Lisa in Salisbury last week.) I bought a leather belt for $.59 and I intend on beginning my Princess Kitana cosplay sometime this week, if Sara agrees to let me use her sewing machine and offer her expertise on the matter.

I'm worried about sewing fabric and leather onto the bathing suit because it's lycra, but hopefully Sara will have some tips on how to go about it properly. I'm optimistic about actually finishing this costume by the end of the week, though. :D

Reason #2:

Stolen from klytaemnestra because it looked like such fun...

Tue, 01 Sep 2009 14:48:04 GMT

Comment with a picture of a fictional character that most reminds you of me?

XDD

I think I want honey bunches of oats.

Um.

Sat, 29 Aug 2009 15:21:51 GMT

I fucking hate MySpace and this is why.

U have such a sexy sexy look . I saw u smoke ciggs ,I dont smoke ciggs but get so turned on when seeing a sexy woman smoke. May I be ur smoking slave ?Buy Ur Smokes.Worship An Obey U Text me if ur interested

Really? What the hell? Where do these weirdos come from, and why do they come to me? Is there something about the way I look that invites terrifying behaviour? I really would just delete my profile, but I have friends on there who only use MySpace and I would like to stay in touch with them that way.

I know that if I tell Greg about this he'll be like "Okay, let him buy you cigarettes" though, and that is kind of funny :D

Last night was absolutely fucking epic. There was legitimately around 40 people at Greg's house, and I was slaughtered off of Captain's. At one point Greg was really drunk and goes "ASHE, LAY WITH ME!" as all the boys were watching Tigerland (remind me to watch that sober, it was beautiful from what I saw of it.) So I did and caught the tail end of the movie, and watched all the boys drunkenly discuss how if nothing comes up soon they're going to run off and join the army.

I have a lot to say about that particular mindset, but I think that's something better reserved for its own LJ post, so hold that thought.

Anyways, Mehow was trashed and playing with the puppy. Every two seconds he goes "Greg...you have an awesome dog. I love your dog, man. I'm going to get DOWN with your dog!"

Me, Jake, Greg: *SNORT*

Mehow: Nah dude, I mean I want YOUR DOG to be COOL with me! *continues to babytalk the puppy and play with it obliviously for a very long time*

It was very highly amusing, we watched it go on for a very long time :D. Cleaning up lovie's kitchen at 3 AM was not amusing, but I still did it. That's why I hate it when random, underage kids show up, because they fucking end up trashing the place and we have to fix it all by ourselves. Ew.

On a different subject, it's a lovely, rainy day. I woke up to the sound of rain and it put me in a delightful mood. I'm going to start Greg and I's crock dinner soon, and after that, I'm going to take a shower. There are also terrifying noises coming out of the heating vents, but that's all right, because it's making me feel like I'm in a Wes Craven film and I feel like writing. :D

Last night was the first night, legitimately in a month where I had no nightmares.

Words cannot describe my buoyancy at the moment. :D

I think it's time for the Polyphonic Spree's cover of Lithium.

Sooo

Sat, 29 Aug 2009 00:01:00 GMT

Well, I discovered that I'm allergic to cats. I developed a bit of a cough when I stayed at Greg's all last week, and was rather surprised when I got back home and it was completely gone. At the time, I blamed using so much pepper in the stews I had made, obviously I was mistaken, huh? Last night, I hung out at Heather's house and her cat sat in my lap. The realization dawned when my eyes began to water and I started sneezing uncontrollably.

So much for Greg and I getting a fluffy white kitty when we move out and naming it Gabriel =[ (Yes we're gay like that, whoever gets the reference has permission to slap me.) I don't know, I don't mind living off Benadryl, I love cats.

Greg's cat Smokey died. =[ He had leukemia and was suffering badly, so they put him down, but that still makes me really upset. I cried when he told me. I remember how he used to hide under Greg's bed and sit on my lap for hours. He was a good kitty. Rest in peace in kitty heaven, I hope there's a giant auto feeder for you up there =[

I just teared up thinking about him. He was such a good cat.

Anyways, yeah. Nothing too much new. Sad that summer's over, happy that my anniversary's coming up. I feel remarkably mundane writing this.

Sat, 22 Aug 2009 21:33:45 GMT

Okay, so I'm listening to the Misfits' Dig Up Her Bones.

I think this has major Silent Hill songfic potential, in regards to James and Mary.

I'm suddenly thunderstruck by inspiration. Unfortunately, the need for me to shower is overwhelming at the moment. Perhaps later. I mean, I haven't updated Drain Away in like two years and I owe tags on MF, but lol, oh well...

Nom nom nom...

Thu, 20 Aug 2009 17:30:19 GMT

So the soup I was making in the crock pot turned out to be a stew. I decided against the glazed chicken and pineapple, and opted to add the chicken in with the potatoes in order to make a spicy soup type thing. (I grilled it, cut it up, and skinned it first, of course XD) I also added some rice, peppers, and onions towards the end to add some flavour and texture. The rice absorbed the broth, which made the whole thing thicker in substance, but it was still delicious.

I added red pepper powder and a dash of pepper every half hour and it came out so good...the spices mixed in with the broth/rice(?) so well. I wrote out the recipe and will share when I'm arsed to type it out. :D If I were to do anything differently, however, I would have waited to add the rice so that it was more liquid-y in substance.

Here's the funny part.

Greg had some friends over last night while I went to the beach with Heather, her new boyfriend, and Danica. I got home around midnight and they were all still there, so I offered Fitzi some of my stew. Greg immediately goes "Oh I finished that off earlier."

Guess what I found in the fridge this morning?

"Sweetheart, why did you tell Fitzi that you ate the stew?"

"Because I thought I'd have it for a midnight snackie XD"

Ladadee....ladadooo....

Wed, 19 Aug 2009 17:51:11 GMT

Tonight, I'm making brown sugar and honey glazed chicken breasts on the grill, with diced pineapples and white rice for a side. I'm also experimentally making a spicy potato soup type thing in the crock pot. If the soup comes out well, then I'll share what I did in sort of recipe form (?). If not, well, the chicken and the rice should be okay because Lisa made the suggestion, and I trust her in regards to culinary adventures.

I'm such a housewife, aren't I?

:D

Wed, 19 Aug 2009 14:47:12 GMT

So last night I made Greg and I's first home-cooked meal. I actually went through the effort of cooking properly for an hour :D

I grilled some chicken and glazed it with honey barbecue sauce that I was able to put together due to my Friendly's grill cook days, lol. Then, I made these delicious, homemade mashed potatoes that roonilwazlib6 helped me out with the recipe for (and they were B.O.M.B). I also made some seasoned rice for a second side.

And guess what? HE LOVED IT! I'm usually a huge fail as a cook (just ask 5x3minutes, brownies in a cookie sheet, 'nuff said...) but dinner came out delicious last night...he even got SECONDS and that's a huge accomplishment considering that my boyfriend is the pickiest eater I have ever met in my life...well, aside from Lisa. They're actually equal in pickiness.

And then we had some nommy coffee ice cream with cool whip and rainbow sprinkles for dessert <3 (or I had that for dessert, lol...)

I'm thinking of making something in a crock pot for later, if Greg's mom has a crock pot that is. I can make that delicious buffalo chicken we had at the timeshare or something similiar. :D

Don't mind me, I'm just ecstatic that I didn't fail at cooking for once in my life, lol. Not gloating, just mildly amazed haha XD

(I also got a text from him when I woke up this morning saying "How bout making me another delicious dinner, baby?" YAY!)

EDIT: I forgot to mention that I got positively devoured by mosquitoes last night...he had a fire going outside so I decided to dance around it listening to The End. Consequently, I woke up with six on one side of my leg, four on the other, and four on each foot. I was actually awakened periodically throughout the night to itch. ._.;

Ooops wait there are FIVE on the side of my foot and one bite is legit the size of a quarter...FML.

Well, I'm off to do dishes and shower...I feel like such a housewife this week lol.

Tue, 18 Aug 2009 15:23:34 GMT

So last night I had an absolutely terrible dream. Lisa and I were walking around the Drummer's Lounge (funny, because she's never stepped foot in that place and probably never will) and we came across a spot in the wall that was slightly discoloured in comparison to the rest of the wall. Looking closely, I realized that there were graffiti tags and handwriting scribbled all over it, and while I don't remember what they said, exactly, I was able to comprehend that it was a poorly-written eulogy.

At the precise moment of that particular realization, the wall collapsed, and the dust-laden corpse of a police officer came tumbling out of its makeshift grave.

It frightened me into consciousness.

Yeah. My name's Ashe. I write horror.

Um, my weekend was pretty shibby. Saturday was that family thing of Greg's which was fun, even though I talked more with his aunts and uncles than with his cousins that are my age. His cousins pissed me off, to be perfectly honest...they're the kind of spoiled rich kids who feel the need to completely disagree with everything you say. We were talking about tattoos and they asked what mine meant, so I explained and said that I'm getting a portrait of Jim Morrison's face as soon as I'm able, and of course they didn't know who he was. Greg was like "he's the frontsman of The Doors" and his cousin, automatically, was like "Oh, I hate The Doors" even though he'd never heard of them before in his life. Ass move when I was already trying really hard to make conversation, wouldn't you agree? There were several other incidents like that, but they didn't ruin my day. Greg's mom tried really hard to make me feel welcome around the family, and his aunts, uncles, and grandparents really are sweethearts. I had a nice time sitting with my lovie by the pool and getting splashed by people diving in, and the food was so good. Greg's mom made this amazing potato salad and this indescribable chocolate tiramisu-type cake with oranges and brittle.

Saturday night there was a party at Kristin's, but I chose not to stay long because certain people were saying things about Lisa that I didn't appreciate. Greg stayed, however, and came over my house at 3 AM because no one was home. He brought me McDonalds and said some really sweet things that made me happy. We had unbelievable sex until daybreak. I'll write about that later, lol.

His parents are gone for the week, so I've been living at his house, essentially. Waiting for him to get off work at the moment. I think I'll make us a nice lunch.

Does anyone know how to make mashed potatos from scratch? There are some potatoes in the fridge I want to make use of.

Lmfao bitch thinks the hot dog is talking to her

Sat, 15 Aug 2009 18:16:57 GMT

I laughed. So. Fucking. Hard XDD

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/video/watch/80642035/

You know...

Sat, 15 Aug 2009 13:27:10 GMT

I'd like to say that I can handle my liquor relatively well. I'm usually okay when it comes to drinking, I'm not always over the toilet because I don't know my limits.

Last night I didn't know my limits. Last night I drank too much. Way too fucking much.

I think it was the penalty 151 I had to take after getting destroyed in Beirut, and the, oh...EIGHT beers I drank? I just found eight Miller High Life bottle caps in my pocket. I was also taking shots that I didn't even taste and chasing them with beer. Taking shots because I wanted a cigarette and didn't have any may I add.

I remember bits and pieces of the evening, like stealing the ferret. I woke up the poor thing because I wanted to "play" with it for twenty seconds... I texted Olya at one point, among basically everybody in my contacts list, but Olya and I were actually talking for awhile XD Um, Heather texted me like 9,000 times asking me where the party was but I couldn't remember the address so I just ignored her and I feel really bad about that now. I was cradling a bottle of 151 to my breast as if it were an infant and I thought a stuffed dog was a real dog.

I really, really can't remember. Honestly.

Greg took me home and I know that my parents knew I was trashed. I couldn't even walk straight and I remember shouting "Night! Love you!" like ten times...thank god they just laugh at me when I'm drunk, my parents really are cool in that regard. I hobbled inside, tried to lay down, and then I felt incredibly nauseous from closing my eyes. I then crawled to the bathroom and vomited uncontrollably for I don't even know how long. It was red and gruel-like in substance. x_x The uncontrollable bit scared me because usually when I throw up after drinking too much I'm looming over the toilet trying to make it happen, it doesn't just come out like that. I'm lucky I didn't fall asleep with my head on the throne...I managed to get myself back to my bedroom and into bed, even though I didn't put my pajamas on.

So yeah, I have to go to Greg's grandmother's birthday party in a couple hours, and it's outdoors so we're going to be sitting in the sun all day. I think his mom said something about there being a pool, but I'm not going to swim around his relatives, no way. This is the first hangover I've ever experienced, but it's not a headache, it's a stomachache and I feel like I'm gonna puke my guts again...

At least I woke up and my hair and makeup still looked as good as it did last night...

Kristin sure knows how to throw a party XD

Yada yada cosplay

Fri, 14 Aug 2009 21:10:37 GMT

So last night, Final Kombat came on my shuffle as I was falling asleep, and I got the most brilliant idea for a cosplay.

Freakin' Princess Kitana.

Of course I had to text like 9 people in order to figure out that Kitana is the one with the fans and not the evil ugly one with the sais, but still. I knew one was good and one was a clone. It's all good. :D I kind of want to do Mileena too, because the one thing that I am good at when it comes to cosplay is pulling off disgusting makeup (as Lisa is a disgusting makeup mastermind, SEE WHAT SHE DID TO ME? XD) I know she'd be able to make my face all gross, but quite honestly, I'd rather do Kitana because then I can play with fans.

Her fans are really small in the games, but I was thinking I'd go to Kam Man or something and get bigass ones to change things up a little bit, like Anji's in Guilty Gear. Then, I'd spend the day with red acrylic and make them look like they're splattered in blood.

As for the costume itself, that looks pretty simple. All I'd really have to do is buy a blue leotard and modify it a bit, pair it with some stockings and whatnot. Wear the high heeled black boots that have saved my life throughout the years XD I'm a bit wary about skanking around like that, though, I don't really want to run about with my butt cheeks flapping in the breeze. =/ I mean, I know Kitana's an assassin and whatnot, but would it really be profane if I decided to, oh, I don't know, feminize her look just a little bit? Add some floaty, semi-transparent fabrics so that the costume has more of a princess-y, geisha feel to it, kind of like Mileena's kimono type thing? Nothing major, just some minor additions to the standard MK leothong look...or would that make the costume completely unrecognizeable? Hrmph. Decisions, decisions.

As for the face mask...what if I decided to make it transparent instead of completely ninja, or would that wreck the look? I was thinking like, harem bitches from Dark Passion Play. IDK, IDK, I should probably start drawing this out before I get too carried away.

XDDD!!!!!!!!!!!

Fri, 14 Aug 2009 01:49:21 GMT

OH MY GOD.

GREG AND I ARE WATCHING A 1966 VERSION OF BATMAN AND BATMAN AND ROBIN ARE SCALING A WALL WITH A ROPE OR SOMETHING. AND ROBIN'S WEARING SPANDEX BOOTY SHORTS. AND BATMAN'S LIKE ALL UP ON HIS GRILL SO IT REALLY, REALLY LOOKS LIKE HE'S SMASHING HIM FROM BEHIND.

Batman also is making retarded decisions like run across town with a lit bomb instead of throwing it into the harbour...and Catwoman tries way, way too hard to be sexual.

"Sometimes you just can't get rid of a bomb!"

Robin seriously looks like he just came out of a gay club...

DEAR JESUS. I SERIOUSLY CAN'T STOP LAUGHING AT THIS. The dialogue is soooooo bad....