A bit of things about the 20th

Written: June 20th, 2006 (or with that general thought in mind anyway.)
Ug…I think I ate too much. And it wasn’t even as good this time around. *still wonders how one goes out to an anniversary dinner, and have there be no mention of an anniversary…and no ‘I love yous’* [Reality calling…WTF are we doing? This is so not a relationship…I don’t even know what this is anymore.] I didn’t order what I really wanted…not sure why…I let myself be swayed. *shrugs* I guess because I really wasn’t sure what I wanted…and it was just simpler that way. It was okay…just not great…not like last Thursdays dinner. Plus there was no Andrew to brighten up the scenery. *laughs*

Did get an entry written for later, or most of it, on the way down to TC. Finished it up while I was typing it up on the computer. Amazingly enough, Raven and Sirius have a cival conversation. See, it is possible! *falls over laughing* They do manage to have thier moments…I suppose…*laughs*

*sigh* I wish I could find my Sirius…Not that I can offer him much at this point.

Friday I may have to change our walking route a bit. Mum told me to go check out the tanning place. Pretend to look at the swim suits they sell there. In reality…It’s to check out Colin. *laughs* When I was young…I’m not even sure I was ten yet…My mum had this friend who had a son, who was quite a few years younger than me still. He was the cutest little boy ever. I had declared him my little boyfriend. From what we’ve been told, he grew up quite nice, and is suppose to have the more beautiful eyes. He was also working somehow along the lines as a model for Abracombie Fitch in TC for a while.

I seen a book today, which makes me think they’ll make a book out of anything…It was a Star Trek the Next Generation, X-men cross over. *beats head on wall* That’s just so…so…so very wrong.

————————-As it has reached the late, late time of nearly quarter after four, the rest of this will have to wait————————-

Written: June 21, 2006
Took me a bit to finaly get to sleep last night…er…this morning. *laughs* You know…I think Raya had good intetions of going to bed at a semi-decent time (at least by our standards). Things just…well, per usual with us…got out of control. *laughs* We were on the phone nearly two hours…topic of conversation…the wonderous world of roleplay, and the chaotic fun that is to ensue. And coming across the point that our inital first thoughts, usually, in one form or another, come back to us. And what do they say when they come back to us? "Hey! You can’t get rid of us that easily. Now put us back where we bloody well belong, and we all can’t get on with our lives." *laughs* Tis great though.

Okay…*jumps all over the topic list* Well on the way to TC we were listening to one of my mixed cds. The song Highwayman played, and the pet decided that he needed the orginal Highwaymen cd. So after dinner he drives to the mall, and stops outside the music store entrence. Despite me already saying I don’t feel so great, I’m the one that gets voulenteered to walk from the curb to the store to see if it’s open (even if it is all dark and obviously not open…Some people won’t take ones word for such things). As the store is closed (like I said it was before getting out and walking the entire way over to find out) the pet decides we must go to Wal-Mart. Here he finds a new cd case, and the cd in question. He also looks at another one, but after adding up the totals for him I inform him he doesn’t have enough. To which he tries to get his hands on my last $8.00…while trying to say that he’ll give me his ATM card, and I can get the money back later. [ Excuse me? I was there when you took the $80.00 out declared there was only $10.00 left in there. I was also there when we stopped at Family Dollar so you could buy a clean shirt, and you used the ATM to buy the $6.00 shirt. How exactly would this add up to me getting my money back? Do I have stupid tattooed accross my forehead? I mean yeah…I’ve got six tattoos…but I’m positive that that wasn’t one of them. ] Anyway…didn’t happen. He had to put the second cd back. All of this and he didn’t even ask if there was anything I might want. [ Next year’s anniversary is suppose to come complete with a Luau…I’m not going to hold my breath to see it happening. This was decided…a year or so ago. If I’m still in this situataion by then…I’m not expecting a roasting pig and grass skirts with hula music playing in the background…heck…I’m not even sure if I’ll be expecting dinner. ]

I’ve got to dig through my notebooks and stuff and find my Obeah information, and work on fleshing out a bit more of the plot line. I still know it to some degree in my head. The general ideas of what is suppose to be going on behind the scenes. *hugs Azi* Poor boy, he takes a bit of heat. Or as things set at this point he does. *kicks Monos* And I’m blaming the fey for part of it. Stupid arrogant Sidhe that he is anyway. *laughs*

Okays…well as it’s a bit after 9:30 this morning…yeah, not a lot of sleep…I think I will be heading online (as I am writing this in wordpad) and get this posted, and check out to see if anything is going on in the wonderous world of roleplay.