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This is why I love Morgue. [19 Oct 2005|03:09am]
[ mood | amused ]

Actual sign in Morgue actor's room:

"Transylvania Productions does not descriminate based on gender, race, religion or sexual orientation. However, you must be gay to work here."

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Never Gonna Learn [18 Oct 2005|03:32pm]
[ mood | melancholy ]

How is it I keep setting myself up for a fall? I keep hoping for IMPOSSIBLE things, hoping they might come through because, hey, this is me, and I've been pretty lucky so far.

Truth of the matter being that I'm the only person I can really count on. But it's always been that way, so I don't know why I'm bitching about it now. Maybe because I hate coming to that realization time and time again, and then convincing myself out of believing it, out of a need to keep those around me around me.

I seriously don't know what I'm going to do...I need to get away. Away from here, away from everyone and everything. It's all about to drive me up a wall.

...hopefully it does, tonight. I hear I might be in Morgue's London streets tonight, and climbing the walls might be a neat trick. Y'think?

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Stamps [16 Oct 2005|11:36am]
I decided an easier way to keep track of my stamps would be an entry, rather than to stick them in my user info. Also means we can sit here and chuckle over them. And yes this will be edited with each new stamp I recieve.

Voted Most Likely To Take Over the World...Collapse )

TO BE CONTINUED...
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Meme just because [15 Oct 2005|04:42am]
[ mood | bored ]

Right. So I'm bored.

I'm sitting here, coming up with these things I figure SHOULD be my 'theme songs'. I mean, they describe me and my mentality well enough.

So far, I've got these three as definates.

*Breathe No More - Evanescence
*I Miss You - Blink 182
*Comfortably Numb - Pink Floyd

So yeah. Here's the deal.

If I could have a Theme Song, what would it be? Comment with whatever song that comes to your mind that reminds you of me.

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To Update... [15 Oct 2005|03:49am]
[ mood | drained ]

Here's what you missed, if you weren't around for these events (which I doubt anyone reading this IS, but nevermind that):

*2 hugs within the space of five minutes, and 3 marriage proposals. Yes, this was IN make up, which you shall see later.

*Got my breasts bitten by two women in the parking lot. It was all ambush-nipple biting...and I kinda liked it. O_o

*Worked the churchyard at Morgue. Got to chase a Mexican couple around for 45 minutes. Started my routine by flipping up my hood and doing impressions of the monks from Monty Python.

*Have discovered boobage at the Morgue earns money for arcade games and food. Plan to use this in future.

*Had the Morgue owner wink at me several times in the evening. Methinks he REALLY likes me. O_O Boy would THAT be awkward.

*It's getting around all four houses rather quickly that I'm lesbian. ...I'm lesbian with hetero tendencies (*cough*bibutcan'tsaybianymore*cough*), but alright then.

*Daddy complimented my makeup again tonight. ^___^

*Involved in photo shoot and interview for newspaper on our makeup process and working the houses. Once again pushed into the limelight. Am growing rather disillusioned with all the special treatment.

*Managed to scare four people so badly tonight, they quit and left the house without going the rest of the way. I rule.

*Leaving the party tonight was followed by a call of "Oh GOD, my nuts!" Which prompted me to believe that we left at the appropriate time.

That's pretty much all in my world, puppies and kittens. I leave you now with a few shots of my makeup as of five minutes ago, before I ripped the damn things OFF.

We Can Live Like Jack and Sally If We Want...Collapse )

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And remember... *bow and flourish* Charm. [10 Oct 2005|10:56am]
I have an inordinate amount of charm. And it never fails to surprise/amuse me when it gets me attention. ^^

So we're hanging out, Saturday night.

Daddy's hanging around Catacombs, as usual. He IS Daddy, after all. One of the 'gods' of the business. He notes me and Jenny, strides over, and inspects my make up and pronounces it, after a moment, to be "Alright. ....it's definately alright."

Daddy deemed my work acceptable.

I feel like a god just reached down out of the heavens and patted me on the head. *snort*

He also shared his coke/Jager with me. I feel so special.


If that weren't enough, Morgue's owner proclaims that if he had 20 of me to situate through the house, he'd be set for good. Ain't that something?

I took a group through Morgue last night, as well. ^^ "Anything for you," he says. And gives me a Frosty. Hurrah for my being liked by influential people.

And I've gotten to the point where I just sort of ignore Monty's presence, instead of perking up and showing off. It's like "Eh, he knows I'm here, he knows I do a good job, I have nothing to prove to you anymore."

Okay, so this is pointless rambling, but damn it, where else am I supposed to do it?

Anyway, going to Renn Fair today... more when I get back. Later.
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[08 Oct 2005|04:05pm]
[ mood | content ]


I'm Princess Leia Organa!





You're the high-profile, universally loved Star Wars heroine Princess Leia Organa! For more information, click here.


What Star Wars heroine would you be?


Speaking of being universally loved...got pics from these two gals who went through Morgue, and then Catacombs the following night. ^^

Huge whopping pictures ahoyCollapse )
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Bogus! [07 Oct 2005|02:55pm]
[ mood | creative ]

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Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com</td>
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? [07 Oct 2005|02:06am]
So I had two autograph requests, five people molest me (two were cute customers of the female persuasion), and two roses stuck down between my boobage.

And Morgue is happy to give me shinies for showing of boobage. Which is fine by me, because I have no shame.

Just another day at work, honestly. Brought to you by the Beast, Morgue, Catacombs, mead, and the letter 3.

....never mind that three isn't a number. I blame the mead and goodnight.
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And now, A break from your regularly scheduled life for...quizzes! [06 Oct 2005|01:58pm]
Ayame
You are Ayame.


Fruits Basket Anime Quix
brought to you by Quizilla

Crazy? Flirty? Oh no. This can't be me. Whatever shall I do, Rhett?

*snicker*

paper planes
You possess the supernatural ability to sense when
others are talking about you. They say when
your ears ring, it means someone is talking
about you. When people are talking about you,
you get this feeling as if there is another
presence beside you. When your ears are
ringing it means that people are talking good
about you. When your ears are blocked, it
means that people are talking badly about you.
At the moment when this happens, you don't know
what people are saying. It isn't until the
nighttime, when you are dreaming, that you find
out what people said about you and who it was.


What supernatural ability do you possess?
brought to you by Quizilla

Actually...at times, I kinda do. Huh. How weird is that? Right then. NEXT!

mermaid
You are a Mermaid. You're a fun, adventorous
creature. You're no social butterfly, but you
enjoy making friends. You're a little sneaky
and very attractive. You're also a good
leader. You're element is water.


What mystical creature are you?
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A little sneaky, eh? From my adventures at the Morgue, I'd say ALOT sneaky, but that's me. ^^ Mwahahaha...
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Dodging a MAJOR bullet... [05 Oct 2005|02:22am]
[ mood | crazy ]

Gods.

Gods oh gods oh GODS do I lead a weirdly charmed life.

So I get this call at three o'clock this afternoon, from the Morgue. It's Norton. You all know I have a soft spot for Norton, shaved head or no. Anyhow, he's been DETERMINED that I should work Morgue at least one night. He insists I come down tonight, because they're short on actors.

Me: Uh...Norton, hun, I WOULD, but Monty has already said if he hears of anyone under him working at another Haunted House, they're fired on the SPOT.
Norton: Who's gonna tell him?
Me: ...I'll think about it.

So I call Todd up.

Me: Norton wants us to work Morgue tonight.
Todd: ...are you SURE? You're rolling some pretty big dice here. If Monty...
Me: Yeah, I know, but who's gonna tell him?
Todd: ...could always say you were just walking through and decided to play around some.
Me: Bingo.
Todd: Let me find a ride.

So that's settled. I'm working Morgue for the evening. I neglect to fill out any paperwork, because concrete evidence is a no-no, and I'm not exactly sure they'd approve if they knew I was from Beast, seeings as they HATE Monty. And I'm his current posterchild.

I agree to play around for the evening, and they stick me in Translyvania to start. I get a Romanian accent going, and play with the knifes I have stuck in my coat, and glide about the room in that manner.

On that note, the rooms are HUGE. Get enough furnishings in there, and that place just...wow. It blows away anything I've seen before. They have REAL mazes, ones where you have to THINK to find your way out. Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant.

So I get the first group pretty good. Todd's working the Laboratory three rooms ahead. As we're readying for the second group, Todd comes rushing in. I can tell from the look on his face it's not good.

Me: ...what? What is it...?
Todd: Monty is coming through now. HIDE!

Of all the luck, right? Hasn't visited Morgue in eleven years, and he picks TONIGHT.

I ran into Translyvania, found a closet, and hid. I can hear them come in, and it's not just Monty. It's the entire fucking management staff. Sherry, Brandon, all of them. I can hear them complimenting the place as I'm sitting there cowering, going "ohshitohshitohshit".

They pass on into the next area. Todd comes to get me. I step out, blink, glance around and go "...did I just get away with that?"

Seriously. He comes through -that- night, and had he seen me, BOY would there be Hell! I guess I'm just not happy unless I'm pushing the limits. Work best under pressure, and all that. But GODS, if ever there was a close one...

After a while, some people went home, and I got moved to the Doctor Deadly room. I got to act completely psycho-nuts in the strobe light and bang off walls and crap. It was awesome.

When we finally closed (We were DAMN busy for a Tuesday!), the owner HIMSELF escorted me through the rest of the house, letting me find my way through the various mazes in the house. Oh gods was it the most awesome thing ever. I spent a good half hour trying to find the way out of the graveyard. He ended up giving me a riddle "We are born of the earth...you must pray to God and climb the way to Heaven." Over by the stained glass windows of the church, there's some vines growing up. Push on the vines, and a door opens. I was so PLEASED with myself for figuring it out.

By the way, he's thinking about setting me in the church, as a rabid Nun. Sweetness.

And their London is HUGE. Not only do they have a Pub (And decently stocked too! I saw a Captain Morgan bottle there) they have the backstreets, front streets, a livery, hotel, and all sorts of places to explore. The way out is ALSO a riddle...concerning the pictures in the hotel lobby. Pushing on one leads out. It's almost like a puzzle game! So amazing...I told the owner it was the best house I'd ever seen, and he was just so FLATTERED that "One of the Beast's best" would say something like that. Coming from me, he said, it really meant something.

And oh did they love having me there. He had no idea I worked for Monty, but the fact that I did didn't turn him against me, like I thought. He was THRILLED to have such an actress on his hands, and introduced me to the cast as their 'guest actor' of the night. He definately wants me back...and who knows? Maybe I will.

After all...why settle for dull and predictable and safe? Just wouldn't be a proper Haunted House season without nights like these.

Oh yes. And the Morgue's dog, Black Magic, is the most adorable thing on four legs, EVAR.

The End.

PS - My hair glows in blacklight. Fucking A.

PPS - I blame this rash decision on my part COMPLETELY on the Schuldig in me. ^^

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Momma always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun,
But Momma, that's where the fun is...


~Blinded By the Light - Blue Oyster Cult
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[03 Oct 2005|01:20pm]
[ mood | content ]

So I ran about the Beast last night as Farfarello, for all intents and purposes.

Tucking two bloody knives into the sides of my coat, I did a general pale-out, with the tri-secting scars on the side of his face, the cat eyes, and even did little latex scars under my chin, where Ken's bugnuks went. ^^

Baby-powdered the floor up, to make it slick, and wheeee! Sliding across the floor I went. Just sort of burst out of the fog at people.

All except this one little girl, who couldn't have been more than five. She said the magic word, Boo, and I stopped and kneeled beside her. She STARED at me for the longest then, after making sure I wasn't going to come after her, she patted me on the head and proclaimed me a GOOD monster.

I think something internal melted.

Also, some rag newspaper had two girls go through the Beast and Edge and write reviews. Both came to more or less the same conclusion about us...that we were -bland-, and consisted more of getting lost in black mazes than anything of substance.

....yeah. You just skipped over London Town, and a good part of the Castle, didn't you?

My theory is that they were running so fast, they couldn't remember anything but the black mazes. *ahem* But that's me.

Needless to say, we were PISSED OFF. We're working our asses off in there, and these two stupid fucking broads...grrr.

When the managers wrapped up the meeting, I pointed at the paper, which was in Brandon's hand, and demanded a ritual burning. After a few more times repeating myself, louder and louder each time and with growing agreement from the other spooks, we took the paper out into the street and burned it, chanting and howling all the while.

....me + fire = happy.

....I still can't believe they're LISTENING to me down there. Hell, next thing you know, they'll want to make me a manager. *snort*

The night proceeded otherwise without too much incident....other than the fact that two women in the parking lot were getting ready to FIGHT. Over me! This is slowly becoming more and more insane by the minute....I like the attention, but I don't like the trouble it brings. Mrrrr.

And Norton shaved his head. >_< I could murder the boy.

Oh yes. And he wants me over at Morgue, BAD. I can't just drop the Beast after all that's happened, but..he DOES make working there sound appealing.

...I think I'll walk through, before I make my decision.

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Story of my life... [01 Oct 2005|01:03pm]
Tempestreloaded in Always a Bridesmaid, Never a Bard
Undeniably fantastic, this movie focuses on only three characters: the amazingly attractive tempestreloaded (Eliza Dushku), the youthful mojotmonkey (Ashley Judd), and a linguistics professor—malfoymation (Salma Hayek). In a way that has rated highly with audiences and motion picture rating administrations, Cupid is in an arrowing mood. Fate, of course, messes everything up.
Produced by ianiceboy
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Trick or Treat! [27 Sep 2005|07:07pm]
My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
tempestreloaded goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Sally from Nightmare Before Christmas.
andromedashun gives you 13 brown grape-flavoured pieces of bubblegum.
beautifuldorian tricks you! You get a wet rag.
elf_child gives you 15 red-orange spearmint-flavoured pieces of taffy.
liztermint gives you 14 yellow blueberry-flavoured nuggets.
malfoymation gives you 4 red-orange coconut-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.
midnightsfall gives you 6 light yellow cinnamon-flavoured jawbreakers.
mojotmonkey gives you 18 mottled green lemon-flavoured gummy worms.
savage_sanity gives you 9 red cherry-flavoured wafers.
spoolingemotion tricks you! You get a dead frog.
twinsais gives you 14 mottled green apple-flavoured gummy worms.
tempestreloaded ends up with 93 pieces of candy, a wet rag, and a dead frog.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.



Yay! I always wanted a dead frog! I already have the dead rat....

*ahem*
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Motorcycle rides, wheeeeeeeeee! [27 Sep 2005|06:41pm]
[ mood | drunk ]

HASH(0x8c150bc)
Your inner element is air or wind. You are free
spirted and go with the wind. You would rather
be dancing around with your friends in the wind
than sitting and watching tv. (cos you cant
stand still for 5 min.) ^_^. To release and use
your element you must meditate outside while
the wind is blowing and focus on it, watch it,
follow it. (but dont actually run with it) Get
in touch with the wind.


What's your inner soul's element and how can you release it? (anime pix! enjoy ^_^)updated!
brought to you by Quizilla


So today, I went on another motorcycle ride with my uncle. And got plastered, though I did a pretty decent job of convincing him I wasn't. We went and got pizza and everything.

I just wanna say how much I LOVE my uncle. He seems to be the only relative I have with ANY amount of intelligence about him, and he's just as cynical and smart-assed as I am. I really do adore him. And our bike rides together. I don't think I could have more fun if I was cruising along the lake in a Super Seven, honestly.

It's just...so refreshing to have someone nearby that UNDERSTANDS.

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It's Official Grab Bindiya's Butt Day! [25 Sep 2005|09:23pm]
[ mood | cranky ]

Sleep! You cannot imagine what a glorious thing it is til you go two days with 45 mins total of it.

Right, so. My genius self goes over to Catacombs after a GRUELING night at the Beast. The people just wouldn't quit walking through the door! Bastards.

I note that the Pub has a new decoration...while at Ren Faire the previous week, Lauren, our Jack the Ripper, has bought a silk rose and placed it in my tankard on the table. He is somewhat annoyed I don't take it home and treat it as a personal gift, which troubles me some, but he KNOWS I'm taken, so never mind it much. It's pretty. I like it in the Pub. So in the Pub it shall remain.

*pause*

Along with HypnoToad. Cause HypnoToad rules.

Anywho, went over and partied with Catacombs. One of the guys had a BEAUTIFUL hypo-albino burmese python that I was allowed to cart around. At least until sweet little Nemesis decided to give me a -hug-. That not good. Snakey go BACK now, thanks.

So, tried to sleep, couldn't, and ended up back at the Beast at SEVEN IN THE FUCKING MORNING. Everyone is dragging their asses, but I think I'm the only one that, upon getting airbrushed, curled up by the manager's desk in the break room and went to sleep. Or doze, as I was constantly being awakened by various goings on.

Needless to say, my ass is RIDING the float. I am not walking, thank you so very much. I'll just smile and wave my knife at the little kiddies and get hay on my butt, thanks.

So, as is custom, Monty buys us all 'breakfast' *cough*latelunch*cough* at this Mexican place. And suddenly here I am, wronged as I was by management at the beginning of the year, now SURROUNDED by them and talking about the wife and kids and how things are at home and so on and so forth. Just generally smoozing around with management as if I'm one of them! As if nothing happened!

I've decided that makes me the unofficial 'Manager's Pet'. I bark at every stranger that passes, and they pat me on the head, and whenever I come up with a new trick, they coo over how adorable it is and give me a treat.

...have I mentioned how much I DESPISE authority figures? Cause I do. I really really do. It pisses me off how I'm being treated like a pony on parade, and my only consolation is that, oh yes, they WILL get theirs before this is over with.

So, getting home at four in the afternoon, I have about an hour to nap before going BACK to work, til about two in the morning. Ain't that grand? They're going to stay open that long when their best people are EXHAUSTED from the parade! If that weren't enough...

Now, I LIKE getting hit by customers. Means that they're really THAT scared of me and consider me a threat. That's a good thing.

But this bastard nailed me in the throat. Straight judo chop to my voice box, and suddenly, my voice I am without. Not good, as most of my act revolves around TALKING.

So, we cranked up the fog in London Town, and I spent the rest of the night scaring people [i]without making a single solitary sound[/i]. Just appearing out of the fog to beckon them on, dissapearing, reappearing again at their side to continue beckoning...so on til they get to the Forest. And they're freaking out because they can't tell where I've gone and when I'm going to pop up next. It's not scary as much as unnerving...which is good, because it sets them up for those around me.

Tonight, my voice wasn't COMPLETELY back, but at least I'd had a decent night's sleep! So my brilliant self developed an idea to work my silence into my act.

Hard to talk when you've lost your tongue...Collapse )

And by the by, today is official Grab Bindiya's Butt Day, in case you didn't know. Why?

Because EVERY MOTHERFUCKER IN THE HOUSE DECIDED TO GRAB MY ASS. Chris and Nancy thought it was a brilliant plan to wake me up where I'd fallen asleep in front of the manager's desk. Yes. Again. That's my spot now. I demand a doggy bed, if I'm going to be the fucking pet. And it better be silk lined.

Fuckers.

So yes. Leave a comment and grab my ass too, if you like. Hell if I give a fuck anymore. And that's all in my world tonight. Later, puppies and kittens.

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So...effing...tired... [24 Sep 2005|04:01pm]
Alright, so MY brilliant arse decided, hey, I'll just stay up and party til it's time for the parade.

...I managed to stay awake through my immense hangover, and now have work in two hours. And I'm fucking exhausted. x_x

So yes. More of an update later. When I've come back, gone to bed, and had a decent nap at LEAST.
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Quizzes and mini-update [23 Sep 2005|01:42pm]
[ mood | awake ]

HASH(0x8cc6bcc)
You're first kiss will be a little rushed into.
Maybe you're ready for that, maybe you're not.
You're very seductive so a lot of people fall
for your charm. Just make sure you're happy. Be
careful not to lead anyone on that you don't
mean to.


What will your first kiss look like? (beautiful pics)
brought to you by Quizilla

Actually, that WAS how my first kiss was. Huh. Imagine that.

HASH(0x8bf6cdc)
You're the different school girl. You're weird to
some people. But to most, you're just creative.
Your very smart and do well in school. Well,
when you feel like it at least. Sometimes you
feel like an outsider to the rest of the
school, but people are just intimidated by you.
You like to be alone but don't mind a few
friends as long as they're willing to accept
you and not try to change you.


What kind of school girl are you? (cute pics)
brought to you by Quizilla

I remember when I started turning that to my advantage and scaring the Hell out of them... ^^

Anyway, speaking of which, guess who made it into the Amercian Royal Parade again? S'right. Yours truly. So I probably won't come home tonight at all, just go and hang out til it's time to get back into makeup, then head home after 'breakfast' about noon. Those of you in the Kansas City area, WATCH THE GODDAMN PARADE.

Ahem.

I'll do something nice for ya if you do. That is all.

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Storytime, boys and girls. [19 Sep 2005|05:48pm]
[ mood | crappy ]

Author: Tempest
Title: Regret
Pairing: Crawford/Schuldig.
Category(s): Angst
Rating: R (some references to the smut in the last chapter)
Disclaimer: Theirs. Not Mine. Don't Sue, etc.
Summary: Schuldig finally got what he wanted more than anything else. So why isn't he happy about it?
A/N: Continuing story between malfoymation and myself, as she misses playing Brad very very much, and I want to make it up to her, poor duckling.
Previous installments can be found here:

Instalment One: "A Bundle of Ifs and Twigs" by malfoymation
Instalment Two: "Untitled" by tempestreloaded
Instalment Three: "Choices" by malfoymation
Instalment Four: "Untitled" by tempestreloaded
Instalment Five: "Jigsaw" by malfoymation
Instalment Six: "To Possess" by malfoymation

Post-Smex Angst...who doesn't love it?Collapse )

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Meme Time [19 Sep 2005|01:34pm]
[ mood | sick ]

Write 20 Random facts about yourself timing your responses. Tag the amount of people that your time is.

1. I still don't know how to ride a bike.

2. I can fall in love with things in a heartbeat for their aesthetic value. I can convince myself, given enough time, that I don't need them, and I am determined that this fact means I'm not entirely shallow. I call it my "oooh, shiny" complex, and a few of my characters have it.

3. I forget things. Alot. It pisses me off, sometimes, that there are people, faces, names, things that happened, parts of MY life that I'm unaware of. Oh yes. And I was like this BEFORE the drugs, I might add.

4. I hate having boyfriends. I love having boy friends, but I HATE having boyfriends.

5. I've affected how much it was raining, on several occassions. Got out of a parent-teacher conference that way, once. I never try to push it, though...maybe I'm half afraid those half-dozen times it worked were just coincidence, and I really can't do anything about it at all.

6. Most of my skills lie in mimicing people. Whether in acting, art, writing, etc...there's always someone I'm aspiring to be just a little bit like.

7. I love caviar, eel, octopus, squid, sea urchin, and any number of foods that the mere mention might turn another person's stomach. I think that's part of the reason I like them so much.

8. Forget diamonds. Buckles, zippers, and chains are a girl's best friend.

9. I have never once really questioned my sexuality. I always knew, and never saw anything wrong with it. Admitting it to my friends and worrying what they would think was probably the only obstacle I ever had with it.

10. I attract men like flies. And wish I didn't. Too often, it means trouble.

11. I'm entirely reliant on people around me. My moods, my energy, everything. If I'm left to my own devices for too long...I do stupid things. So moving on.

12. I can convince myself out of just about anything, so the best time for me to do something is on a split-second urge, or under pressure of a deadline.

13. My favorite makeup technique of all time is the khol cat-eyes. Love it love it love it.

14. I'm still not exactly sure how my voice sounds...I've never really listened to myself talk.

15. I love scaring the living Hell out of people. Even when I'm not working at the Haunted House. Give me a way to and I will.

16. My most notable scar, other than the ones on my wrist (from the cat, silly!), is a thick one right by the corner of my lip, where I fell when I was two and busted my lip on the asphalt. My mother wasn't watching me at the time. Big surprise.

17. I actually...don't hate my mother as much as I thought. I just really don't even care anymore. Sometimes I wonder what she's up to but, for the most part, she's a stranger to me, some distant curiosity that I have no intention of ever dealing with ever again.

18. I love hanging out at the local bars, getting drunk, and playing shuffleboard. Especially since I shouldn't be in the bar to start with.

19. My favorite colors have always been those that go well with silver.

20. I whine daily to those around me how much I miss my girlfriend. I'm quite relieved that they're the sort that, instead of telling me to shut up, direct me instead to a local adult store with a grocery list of toys for the next time I see her. ^^;


Whoever wants to do this list, have at it. I've got stamps to finish up for weiss_rating. Laters.

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