One Mippippippi... Two Mippippippi...

While I have some major junk food cravings (it's been at least a year since my last burger on a bun) I am hoping my parents won't go today. I'll fall asleep on my way there, I'm sure. Major props to Lori for keeping me amused today.

Young!Rex is not leaving my head with his cute awkwardness and nervous ramblings. My, my, how characters can change in due time.

7 PM needs to come already. I'm running on caffeine and am going to crash harrrrrrrrrrrrd.

Can I die now please?

Foggy, dizzy, hot, cold.

I'm having a strange week.

My sister finally bought a dog, a something something something mix. (It's one of those dogs who look eternally sad, that much I can tell you. Probably a great Dane mix with a Collie.) His name is ... Cheap. (Oy vey. Such a horrendous name.) Poor little thing; neither my sister or the brother-in-law could actually take care of their own dogs, so I wonder what will become of this one.

As for me, I'm not ready to deal with dogs yet. Gypsy was my dog: until she got too old to climb the stairs, she slept on my bed. I shared plenty with that bundle of love and I'm not sure I'm ready to share it with another dog yet. But, on the other hand, I'm sure that when I see the right puppy, I'll go for it.

Cleo, keeps breaking everything since she's now discovered *gasps* windowsills. Hilarious. Dad will clean up her mess in one room, and she'll break something else in another room, while Stella gives me that 'I didn't do it' look. I heart both of them so much. Steven and Anne-Lise remain afraid of Stella and call her a bitch. Not my fault she'll try to claw their eyes out - she don't do it with me! And she doesn't behave that way with any other stranger that comes to the house, so how badly exactly, was she treated at their house? It definitely begs the question, don't it?

Applying for Merrick Mayfair and Daniel Molloy over at a community whose name I can't spell right now. Quite looking forward to that. I've always loved to play Daniel.

Finally feeling a bit better. Managed to shake that 'I'll faint any second' feeling. Might go back to bed soon since nobody's on, but first, I'll reply to Micah. I'll have to do that later.

Tell me, why am I applying for both Merrick and Daniel? *pokes VC game*

I have a hard time believing that I'm still awake. For granted, I did sleep for a whole whoppin' twelve hours, but another good twelve hours after I woke up, were dedicated to replying to my tags, plotting and freaking out about money. And now, my eyes are very tired and I'm sure I could sleep some more.

But guess what? I'm going to need to get some cigarettes first. Night shops for the win, please. And then I'll be dead to the world for a few more hours.

Note to self : black kitteh has really sharp claws.

Oowowowowowowowowooooooooooooooooow.

Application handed in (wow, this makes me sound like I'm still in school) and approved. Now all I need to do is to tag people back. I think I'll do that after lunch. Oh wait. Still have to go to the cemetery too. Pretty braindead at this point, but can't sleep. The usual, yes? Ugh.

Well, so much for going to the cemetery tomorrow - it's happening today. Couldn't go - no room in the car. So, I've asked my mother to say hello to my grandmother, aunt and great-aunt. It might be for the better, though. I have a feeling that if I see my uncle and cousin, I'm going to call them out on a lot of shit, and that won't be pretty.

I think I'm going to have my nap now. Hopefully, I won't dream of a Royal family that is trapped on my attic.

Only I can pull this kind of shit.

I wanted to throw my sweater onto my bed, but instead landing on the bed, it hit my incense and perfumed oil shelf, and now is hanging from my candle holder that is fastened on the wall. I'd say 'no big deal', except that there was an opened bottle of cinnamon scented perfume oil on my shelf, which was knocked down onto my bed. My mattress and blanket are soaked right now. Hopefully, that will dry out by nightfall.

Seriously? Only me.

But at least I found my other shoe!

Woah.

Anyway, I have to attend another master class this afternoon. Will be there for a little under three hours (13.00 - 15.30). Hopefully, it won't last that long, because I don't have the patience to deal with slow going people. I'm not the fastest person alive, but I hate it when people are unnecessarily slow and dumb everything down.

And well, I hope I'll be on time. Fingers crossed here.

I can't believe that I've been up and about since 9 AM. Just in time to see my cats do some wicked Matrix-esque movies. And speaking of which - can anyone tell me why nobody's picked up Keanu Reeves as some elite man-in-black Gunslinger yet? Liz, you need to join this game, if only for the pure awesome.

Trying to get started on this application for one of the older Thanathos siblings, but her personality is one of my biggest roadblocks. I very well can't play an 'empty' person.

Why did I sign up for a smartclass smack in the middle of a period where I suffer from insomnia? I am barely awake and can't quite cancel. *headdesk* I'll need to catch up on sleep after dinner, that is if I don't pass out before that.

And I think my laptop is about to die. Don't.

+ Pick 20 of your favorite movies.
+ Go to IMDb.com and find a quotation from each movie.
+ Post them here for everyone to guess.
+ Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it and the movie.
+ No Google!

( guess me! )

*throws hands up* It's becoming impossible for me to reign in my muses. Not only did JM wake up, but so did Samir and adult Al. Luckily for me, I can give the latter two a home. I'd been meaning to start up my little family from hell and Lenny Kravitz as a PB would be a nice start in what is otherwise a game dominated by white people. Nathan or variations of him, however, have been put to rest. Not that I really want to, but it's all I can do. Bothersome muses, not a joke.

Merrick's going to be taken care of as well. *pets VC game* Stella's been reincarnated in Lori, although even more bohemian and without any singly inhibition to speak of. I'm waiting for her to sprout horns. *nods sagely* Rex is alive and well, as a demon. However, I'm well aware that I need to stop recycling characters, because apparently that is frowned upon.

And as usual, I can't be bothered to get on Yahoo. If you want to contact me for whatever, gameplay or just chit-chat, I'm IamaBelgian on AIM. Because of rather persistent insomnia, I'm online from heh, 4 PM until well into the morning. So, don't hesitate to ping me. :) I could use a distraction now and then.

prepress drukvoorbereiding - vaste nacht (M/V) (DEINZE)

... I really want this job. I really want it.

*looks around* Oh fuck it. If I wanna play Samir, I'll play Samir.

I should be kept away from vintage Art Nouveau jewelery listings.

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