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corpseblossum
25 September 2008 @ 08:11 am
Well here I am, sitting at the airport with my coffee and my totally awesome cell phone that keeps me connected to my internet life.

AHAHA MY FOOT HURTS BUT FUCK THE REMOVABLE CAST I HAVE PERCOCET.

My entertainment selections:
1. My bro's ipod, which I have tainted with 19GB of German Tanz-metal and gorey movies such as Grimm Love (the Armin Meiwes story. One of my personal favorites)

2. Drawing Blood, by Poppy Z. Brite. (Did you know my cat is named after her?)

3. Cannibal, by Lois Jones (Armin Meiwes story, again. Might I just say that both works are swayed toward Armin's defence? That is why I enjoy them both.)

4. PSP (Games include Tokobots and Prince of Persia: Revelations. I brought it for Kimber to borrow, but I might as well run around with a badass sword or 6 boinky orange little robots while I'm at it.)

5. Coffee (Nevermind the other crap. This is enough to keep me entertained with myself for HOURS. Example: The Paper Incident. Ever give a cat Catnip and then have it chase a laser pen? 'Nuff said.)

6. Other people (Because I take pride in making every other individual think I am just fucking warped.)

So there's the rundown, kiddies.
Some fucker has decided to eat waffles and syrup right next to me. I hate the smell of syrup.

OVER AND OUT.
 
 
corpseblossum
19 August 2008 @ 02:27 pm
Yup. It's the 19th today, and Season 2 of Dexter is out. JUST IN TIEM FOR HURRICANE MARATHONNNN!!!!

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Go pick up yours now. RIGHT NOW.
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corpseblossum
09 August 2008 @ 11:58 am
Last night I got home from work and relaxed a bit, grabbed some dinner, did some chores. My mother is away at her parents house (little relaxation trip) for a few days, so I was watching the house last night. My father ends up getting one of his fever things, where his temperature goes way up and down, and he gets these tremors. They're pretty serious because he's so freaking fragile (which, I will remind you, is more or less his own fault.) Basically to make a long story short I ended up staying awake until 5am taking care of him, which is stressful and not fun.

So this morning at 11:20, my phone rings, thus waking me up from a sound slumber. (Sound slumber=might as well have been dead) I don't pick it up, but whoever it is leaves a message. No one EVER leaves me messages, because I never return them. I decide to wake my aching body (I find out I have a massive headache by now) and listen to the message. It's my manager at work, saying that I was supposed to be at work today on the bookfloor from 11 to 3pm today.

AAAAAAHHHHH HELL NAHHHHH. (...sorry I've been watching too much boondocks)

I call that bitch back and I say "WHAT do you MEAN I'm working on the BOOKFLOOR today?!"
So she starts bitching at me that she scheduled me to work at the cashwrap today because she needed the back up. The dialog went something like this.

C: I wasn't aware I was working the bookfloor anymore. I was told I was going to be working in Music ONLY from now on. It's been that way for more than a month now and YOU were the one who told me that.

M: I needed you up there because of everyone going on vacations! It was posted on the music schedule for TWO WEEKS. There was a note on the music schedule saying to check the other schedule. I posted it TWO WEEKS AGO!!

C: Alright, well that's not my problem. And HOW could you have posted it on the music schedule two weeks ago when Karen just posted our schedule for this week TWO DAYS ago?

((Haha. Got you there, bitch.))

M: Well, I can see if maybe I didn't write it up there, but it's up on the board for the bookfloor!

C: Well, I didn't know about this. Karen gives me my schedule personally, and I photocopy it. I have no reason to look on the bookfloor schedule anymore. My name isn't even up on it, because I work exclusively on the MUSIC floor, remember?

(long pause here)

C: ...Alright, well sorry, I can't make it in today.

M: You're not coming in?

C: Nope.

M: *In REALLY pissed off voice* OKAYTHANKYOU.GOODBYE.

And then that fatherfucker HANGS UP ON ME.

Yeah. how mature is that? THAT BITCH WOKE ME UP FROM THE DEAD TO TRY AND GET ME TO WORK ON MY ONLY DAY OFF?!?

So that's what I had to deal with today.

Side note: Karen is my Music Manager. She's a wonderful, caring woman with a beautiful heart whom I am SURE will be sitting next to Jesus Christ (and my mom) up in heaven when she dies.

Not a great start to my day, but as a certain someone told me, screw them. Just screw them.

And in my opinion, they can all go fuck themselves for all I care. I'm sick of this shit. This is getting SOOO old. Anywho, I'm planning to completely enjoy my day, and I'm totally not going to hibernate in my house for fear of being seen by a fellow employee. I hope my store manager sees me in Taisho's, eating my expensive sushi and drinking my imported japanese wine, because this is THEIR fault. Not mine.

Good day to you.
 
 
Hören: Combichris- IN THE PIT.
 
 
corpseblossum
08 August 2008 @ 11:39 pm
OH MY GOD SOMEONE PLEASE GO BUY ME SOME DEJARUM BLACKS PLZ PLZPLZPLZPLZPLZPLZPLZPLZPLZPZPZPZLPLZKDLKDF
 
 
corpseblossum
WOW. I am really behind on everything.
A friends post made me realize that I haven't really updated any of my fiction, even though I am writing it. For seriously. I am. I just haven't typed anything in a long while. So here's a little update on upcoming chapters and such. Tomorrow I plan on getting a lot of this done and hopefully posted by the end of the week. My main focus... TITLES, GODDAMNIT. I can NEVER think of good titles. I swear by the end of the day tomorrow THESE WILL BE TITLED! (aaaahhhh titlllleeeeeessssssssssssss *meltz*)

1. Request fics- I have two of these. There's the one about how Kain got his horrible fear of water. That one is DONE! The only problem is that I'm just reworking all the flaws. Then it'll be ready to be typed and posted. The second one about the Lederhosen... haven't even started or planned for it. Sorry. :)

2. Fic with Mathias and Eicca- reworking next chapter and is next in line to be typed.

3. Fic with Kain and Azure (the one i'm taking forever to write... wait I take forever on everything I write.) I...Uh... Have yet to start writing the next chapter.


So that's my fic update.
OH and one more thing.
I'm pretty sure that this journal is going to be FRIENDS ONLY very soon. I have my reasons, and they're legitimate. Sorry, but there are just certain people who I don't want reading my shit. So in upcoming days, you'll have to be on my flist in order to read anything in here. THAT MEANS YOU HAVE TO GET AN LJ ACCOUNT.
I know there are a lot of my friends and a lot of other people who've been waiting for updates on my stories, and I'm sorry about this, but really it's getting way too annoying having these people stalking me. For seriously. If you don't want to get an LJ, email me and I'll send you my new stuff.

OK, now that that's over.

TO DO LIST FOR TOMORROW:

1. Cooking! (Spaetzle, Cauliflower Soup with saffron, Chili... und Einsalat fur die morgen.)
2. Writing (see above)
3. Get pictures. I have no pictures. I need pictures. Mathias has yet another new face up.


And I think that'll be enough to keep me occupied on my ONLY day off this week.
TOMORROW I HAVE THE ENTIRE HOUSE TO MYSELF. ALL DAY.
Which means tomorrow my house is going to be one huge, delicious smelling stereo, because I'm going to be blasting the shit out of my neighborhood with Combichrist whilst making delicious foodstuffs. From the foods library.

Other than that, I spent my day eating grape jolly ranchers and shelving an endless amount of CD's.

That is all.

I need to go to sleep now, before I decide to pull an all-nighter (which as we speak I am tempted to pull)
 
 
Hören: Combichrist- Get your Body Beat
 
 
 
corpseblossum
03 August 2008 @ 01:13 am
ANY YAOI WHERE THE ONE GUY IS USING HIS PING-PONG SKILLS TO SEDUCE ANOTHER GUY MAKES ME OUTRAGEOUSLY HAPPY.
 
 
corpseblossum
01 August 2008 @ 10:33 pm
I get through the day by reminding myself that one day he won't be here anymore. :)
 
 
corpseblossum
01 August 2008 @ 11:39 am
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I got lazy and decided to fuck the background and just stick him on pink, and then I thought he looked lonely so I added a little Nicholas doodle XD

Anyway, This is Schon. He's a corpse eater (or a ghoul) who sticks around a certain graveyard to protect his dead girlfriend from other ghouls. It just so happens that one night Nicholas sees him digging her up and eating her heart, which starts an interesting friendship between the two of them. Nicholas works a graveyard shift as a dishwasher at a diner, and takes a rout through the cemetery every night to go home. Schon usually gets his money from... well... mugging people, but the cemetery has pretty much dried up, and since he hasn't fed in a long time he's too weak to do anything without most likely getting caught. Therefore, he has to get a job. Through Nicholas' connections to the hospital, he ends up getting a job as the head Dialysis Technician. This way he can actually make money, and in the process, get Nicholas human blood. (Did i mention Nick is vampiric? No I did not. Nick is Vampiric.)

So here's Schon, MISERABLE because he has to get up at 4 in the morning to be at the hospital when he's used to being up all night and sleeping during the day.

This reminds me- I keep missing you online, Sarah! Sorry >_< work has been stupid and I've been more or less just crashing once I get home! I've got a couple days off coming up tho!
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Hören: Combichist- Shut up and Swallow
 
 
corpseblossum
31 July 2008 @ 05:53 pm
And now I don't have to give my connection a fucking blowjob to get it working every time i turn on my computer.
 
 
corpseblossum
So I wake up this morning around 5am because I think I have something in my eye. Of course I don't have something in my eye, it turns out that I'm having a massive dry eye attack (which is horrible because you feel like you've got a giant grain of sand in your eye and no amount of scratching, drops or anything relieves it. It just has to go away on its own) So that's what I get to deal with today. IT FEELS JUST GREAT. I dialated it because its supposed to help with the discomfort. It sort of helped, but now I can't see, I have no depth perception, and now I look like I've done some kind of psycadelic eyeball altering drug.
I haven't had an outbreak like this since last year when I got back from Kimbers (And that turned into an abrasion and lasted two weeks.) I hate eyeballs.

Thats not all. At about 7 am my father desides he's going to rewire all our internet shit, and BAM, my internet is down and he can't figure out why it wont work. THANKS DAD. He can't leave well enough alone, so now I have no internet in my room. I'm posting from my goddamn cell phone.

I guess for every good day I have to have a total shit day.

fuck.