Like Rebel Diamonds

Braig:
My joints hurt when it rains. I remember when I thought forty was old. I like reading the newspaper in bed and finding good coupons. I didn't know this happened to hard-boiled pseudo Irish pirates. God help me I'm old. Not in comparison to some of course but...soul wise, I am currently somewhere in the "get off my lawn!" stage. Does this make me hard to be around? I'm curious. I feel like setting sail again, going on another adventure. I want passion rattling through this old frame. I want to find jewels to put in his pale hair, strange fruit to feed him, I want to face danger with no looking back. I'll have to ask...would you want to go? I can wait for you.

Mew MEW mew MEEEWWWWWWW mew.

That is all.

Touga: *wants to meet lovely lady*
Juri: *wants coffee and to be a fencing instructor*
Miki: *wants grown up hair, lulz*
Kozue: *wants to seduce Miki's love interests*
Mikage: *wants to find some damn clues!*
Saiyonji: *wants to be a ronin but Wakaba says come back or KILLZORZ will happen*
Wakaba: *wants to move in with Sai and whip him into shape*
Nanami: *Wants to rule the new school*
Utena:*eating a bagel in some far off city*
Anthy: *secret smile*
Mitsuru: *dating a girl his age, finally*

Juri:

It helps to say things like "It's better", "Time heals", and other things that try desperately to paint a picture of a world where every second isn't as sharp as broken glass. The truth is, sweet, cruel girl, you have been gone a long time. And I let the corrupted mirror of you tread on my dreams until even I didn't recognize my own heart.

I can walk forward, each step is a little easier. I'll never, could never, forget you. Every pretty smile is yours, every summer smells of you.

I believe a vacation would do me good, and I need to find a place to live. The World of Three Rings is my next destination, whether it is for me or not remains to be seen.

Touga:

Life is beautiful.

Who wants to go get some hot chocolate with me and drink it on the patio?

Mikage:


Funny that I should finally find myself at a computer after all this time. I have an impending visit to Kaitana, but for now I am spending the night in Fujimara, Nippon. It is for that reason I have a computer to use and time to reflect.

Where have I come from, where am I going? It keeps repeating in my head like a program backfiring into eternity. Where I come from shouldn't matter so much, ne? But it as if I am disconnected to the grand scheme of my own world...like a fragment of intentions floating away, ravaged by storms, abandoned by fate. Dramatic maybe, but if one cannot wax poetic about their mortal existence than philosophy is pointless.

I am a man, simply said. I have my own heart and mind now, I am not expendable nor am I controlled by desire and despair. I am not a machine. Machines have simpler existences, but simplicity is not always the wiser choice. I want to know what to do with myself. I want to travel far and wide and find a home.

Technology remains my main interest but lately I have begun to think about my natural talent for soul research. I want to understand the human psyche, know it as a lover, a scientist, an observer. A participant.

Last night I dreamed I opened an office that was full of computers from a multitude of worlds. I created a hub, a database of human horror and beauty so vast that its power source and container was a god that swirled beneath my lab. It had every color but the un-color of eldritch and the sight of it made me weep like a child into my hands.

When I woke I realized it was as if I had seen the akashic first hand, touched the great intersection of human dreaming. I think perhaps one of my paths could involve it. The great record, the unseen current.

I am glad to be awake. I exist and there are people I find myself able to talk to. They even know the things I've done. I wish I could thank them, but words were never my strong suit.

Ishida:

I can't believe how different my life is now. There is no way I could have predicted such a change...such a vast change. I am happier now, and that in itself is hard to trust. But I do. I trust that I am stronger for allowing connections to form. I am stronger for knowing that I cannot make this alone.

I love him, what can I say?

How awesome are the guys who pulled this:


http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090204/ap_on_re_us/highway_signs_zombies

It is nice to have internet again after nearly a year without.

Well, my birthday came and went. Had a lovely late night dinner at IHOP and Zel made me a strawberry cake with strawberry icing like I requested. It was made of nummy. I also have the 20th anniversary MST3K collection on its way, which makes me a very happy squirrel indeed.

As far as turning 27...well, it sucks that I am the oldest person at my gamestop (except Zaph who is a few months older), but it's not like I'm predating metallurgy over here. It is true I hate the idea of turning 30. I need to have more done by then. I'm a manager at Game Stop, but that isn't what I wanted to do with my life as long term plan. I've finished about 80% of classes needed for a degree. And now I decide "Hey I wanna teach little kids art!" because making a manga isn't going to make me money (not that I've given up on that dream mind you). So yeah, I need to get classes in that field started and done.

As a last note, I've been playing Sid Meier's Civilization Revolution and it is incredibly engrossing. Very fun, I recommend it to pretty much everyone. (sidenote: Zel is much better at it but in all fairness he has played about 80 hours of it total ^_^)

Cat Sluiter

Well, there doesn’t seem to be a specific listed format for this introduction, so I assume I can coax myself onto paper however I wish. Of course, this still leaves me with the question of what to say about myself. How can I possibly distill my essence into some format that shows my basic nature without being too fake or pretentious? I wrestle with this every time someone asks me to introduce myself—a function that is becoming more and more common in the internet age.
I suppose I’ll begin with my name. My full name is Catherine Ford Sluiter, and I was born on November the twenty-sixth, 1982. I’m from Connecticut, I was adopted, and my favorite color is green. I spent the balance of my childhood lost in books, and most of the rest of my time chasing after the mermaids and pirates of imagination. I have written stories for as long as I have had the capacity to do so, and I fondly hope that someday the habit will become something at which I can make a living. I am awkward in social situations—growing up, I was the child who, when forced out of a book, was always a little behind the popular culture and a little too loud.
I’m an irreverent dreamer; I consider myself a wicked person, and I do not believe in any absolute that could possibly be achieved or understood by humanity. I’m an intellectual elitist, a habitual loner, and a shameless curmudgeon. I’m a pagan, a bisexual, and I hold a lot of beliefs that make a lot of people very angry. I enjoy good literature, good movies, Japanese food, anime, and role-playing games.
I’m twenty-five years old, and this is my first attempt at going to college. At eighteen, I was too absorbed in the remnants of my emotional adolescence to find my parents worth listening to. I’ve since learned better, and here I am. The rest, as they say, is silence.

I am what one might call "obnoxiously" happy right now.

Only one more test and I'm free from school for awhile. Work is giving me more hours (finally) and because I could sell some books back I should have enough Christmas money to get some presents (phew). Also--I am actually managing to run a Kingdom Hearts game. I am playing the game currently so I have to take it slowly on getting to major plot. I set it right before Chain of Memories so that the plot can be affected in a less black and white fashion.

In other words--yes, some Organization XIII members can be saved. I find it very easy to play Axel, he's a real hoot. I like Roxas more or less though he is difficult to play (emolicious). I also realized something hilarious when we started discussing appearance levels..poor Vexen has old man face. And cheerleader hair. I love him anway, but I do find it hilarious that he looks like he stole a girl named Brittany's hair.

Life is yummy. Now, to continue a trend of my entries---I am hungry!

This seems like more than just a lack of immune system and warts, it is hard not to think this man was afflicted with something supernatural:

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml;jsessionid=BVGW2M4TBPVCVQFIQMFCFFWAVCBQYIV0?xml=/news/2007/11/12/wtree112.xml


And one more link, because if this is true a surfer just made as step towards a unified theory of physics for the fucking cosmos:

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/main.jhtml?xml=/earth/2007/11/14/scisurf114.xml

Tell me what you think guys. I have to go finish the surfer article.

Well, haven't been online very much lately. We don't have a connection currently at the apartment, but the important things are all so intact so no actual bitching. I've been browsing online after classes and have been thoroughly amused. One reason to be amused, of course, being the screename "hiddenice". Jesus H. Christ, is she actually trying to hide who she is? Could she BE more obvious? Who knows, either way, it isn't of much import if she has begun hanging out in Hattiesburg. A bit hypocritical and opportunistic of her, but it is her own business.

But there are many other things of import TO be concerned with. Christmas is coming and I have officially recognized myself as a pagan heathan, yay!~ I believe there is a yahweh and many many other gods and everyone needs to choose their own damn path. I am beginning to understand the spiritual nature of the world a bit better and the many gods which are still there, still waiting for people to pick up the old songs, throw the old bones.

Speaking of magic and spirtuality, I am reading the Dark is Rising Series and it is verrah good. The words are rich and the feelings are so genuine. I feel like I am reading something very informative. And Merriman...aah. What a guy.

When I leave here I am going to go through a horrific eldritch maze and hope I don't die! ^_^ (well, my character Rook is hoping not to die...)

And Josh, keep the Naga penis safe, it may not be the One Ring but it is a pretty cool phallic object.

Day XX

I am still looking for my soul keys.

I am working on developing shields and healing, neither of which sound like something a sadistic hedonist like me would be good at. Hah, being contrary is fun.

Feeling random and hungry. Very hungry. Usually I don't have such short sentences but I cannot be out for very long. I will go now, tuck into the wilderness of possibilites. Hope for the best, guard against the worst.

I just took a Spanish midterm exam and it was surprisingly easy. Of course, this is a community college so what can you expect?

In other news, I have to get a @#$#% root canal soon. I am grimacing, audience, grimacing! It will cost, get this, $749.20! Why add the twenty cents, I'm already going to be bankrupt beyond all recogniton! But seriously, that is a horrible amount to pay and then I have to pay more to get all my cavities fixed. Life is a never ending crap parade sometimes, I swear. Oh well, at least the important stuff in my life is all good. And Pat is going to help my pay the dentist bill, go figure.

I am drawing again but I still feel as if I have hit some barrier. As if I am going to have to do something spectacular to ever advance at this. I guess..practice is truly the only answer. But still, it can be disheartening to know what you want to draw and then have it come out looking different. Less then. Inferior. Phewie.

I need to go eat something, like now. I am feeling shaky with hunger pangs.

Am-I-Dumb.com - Are you dumb?

Songs I NEED:
Eisley "Brightly Wound"
Imogen Heap "The Walk"
Keane "Somewhere Only We know"
Reanimator "Move Your Bones"
Brandi Carlile "The Story"
Groove Coverage "Poison"

ANNOUNCEMENT IN REGUARDS TO CHECK:

I called my dad to ask why my check had not arrived and I found out he'd put 586 instead of 58C for the apartment. @_@ So it's stuck in circulation and going back to him. It'll probably take two damn weeks to get it now. BUT I asked my dad to help out with rent and he will go by the Hattiesburg house Monday and give 375 to help. I will pay him back out of my check whenever it gets here. So I really hope everything works out with Paradocs(those asshats).

Other news, I'm going to lock myself in a room with manga and read until my brain finally sprouts more ideas.