So I finally watched the three Mobile Suit Gundam movies(and loved them) and I am about ten episodes into Zeta. Thus far, I kinda hate Kamille and mainly am only watching it for The Red Comet. That is all!

This image made my night last night. I found so much Billy fanart, it truly made me happy. Hah hah.

I’m in a great mood! I just got back from the gym and I am fixing to thrill. Also, I was able to boost my karma this morning by saving a baby raccoon. It fell from the garage attic and the mother couldn’t get it. Although raccoons are evil soulless bastards it was as small as a kitten and well adorable. So I put gloves on and picked it up to relocate to a place with the mother could collect it. It was nerve-racking waiting for the mother to collect it. I was ready to attempt to raise it. I even have a raccoon puppet—don’t ask it was an impulsive purchase at the Ren faire.

Also, on our property an egret has seemed to have made its home in our pond. I’ve always had a thing for large birds. So it whooping and general behavior makes me happy.

I still have no idea what I am going to be doing for my birthday. But tentative plans for San Francisco are in the works.

Now to get in contact with Tosha, clean up, and head to a barbeque tonight. I have been itching to do something for Memorial Day weekend. Just in case it was going to a mellow weekend I took myself to Whiskeytown Lake yesterday afternoon for swimming and sunning before the clusterfuck of the weekend arrives. Baaah, so many cops out tonight. I will for sure attempt to make it a sober night, although I do not think I have enough cigarettes.

The first ten people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level. If you absolutely can't write, I don't see why you wouldn't be able to offer drawings or icons or something instead. Last bit ain't mandatory.


I really don't see ten people doing this, hah hah. I think I barely have over ten LJ friends that I actually keep in contact with in some shape or form. So if you want to request and evade the meme, please do. <3

Ugh, I had a great workout yesterday—but today I felt so weak and miserable. I believe I am running anemic again. Yes, I should take vitamins but they make me nauseous. Iron pills? But they make me woozy. Argh. Yesterday I had a simple and lovely day. I spent it largely with my parents. They seem to be getting along better but I cynically only believe it is because a doctor found two lumps in my mom’s breasts. I haven’t pondered the ramifications of this yet. She had a mammogram and ultrasound on Thursday. Cross your fingers, ne?

Though somehow my father got on the topic of religion where he seems wholly disturbed by my agnosticism flirting with atheistic tendencies. I explained how I felt. How organized religion sickens me, how often I wish I was spiritual but I a preverbal brick wall. How maybe, just maybe, I could be persuaded if I joined some faith sect. But I will never since the vast majority promote unspoken or flagrant sexism and I will never partake in some group which deems me a lesser merely on the fact I am female. My dad shook his head, and told me I am too smart for my own good. Hah hah, no matter how condescending or biased by fatherly pride it may be—I will take it has a compliment. Logical skepticism prevails!

I had a whole laundry list of topics I felt the need to shout into the vacuum of the internet. But suddenly, meh.

<3

Well, it’s happened again. I thought it never would—but alas it as. I am in mad fangirl love with another slash couple. I thought Heero and Duo were my one and only, but onward and downward I say! Not only has Gundam 00 seduced me, it brings me Billy Katagiri. And don’t get me wrong, I adore some Billy x Kujo. But Billy and Graham? The angst, long hair, and scars make me swoon. Thus I spent the whole day toiling with graphics and html codes and created aker_katagiri. So join, I say! And tell your friends! *jazzhands*

Also, me want. Sooo bad.

Ugh, it’s almost my birthday. Blargh.

I made a new LJ layout. I win! I still need to tweak the colors of the layout, but later. I volunteered last night, it was great. That is all!

Ow ow ow! *howls*

 

I can’t ignore the pain throbbing in my jaw any longer! I have a wisdom tooth that needs to be pull—but of course no money, no health insurance. Baaaah. Guess it’s an excuse to drink more. Not that I need an excuse. Have I mentioned I hate drinking games?

 

In other news I finally get to volunteer tomorrow. I hate a great work-out despite my smoker-lungs. And on Sunday I saw hat d00d. It was okay. Not as awkward as I thought it would be—but god damnit I still have a thing for him.

Argh. Easy come easy go. –Wait that’s not right. I worked my ass off repairing a fence in a junk yard today. (Wish I had more vain and gothy friends local so we could do a phtotoshoot there!)And everything I earned was spent in one trip to the store. Baaah, mother’s day and I needed to buy hair scissors—earlier this week I mangled my bangs with dull scissors, thus they were a necessity. I am never going to grow out my bangs. I always chop them up when they reach that awkward phase. And due to my earlier hack job I could only cut in some Bettie Paige bangs. Hah hah, so hackneyed I know.  I am sick of my hair, I want to chop it all off into a severe a-line and due it beach blonde. But we’ll see. I get a lot of compliments with the red so … hah hah.

 

My week was highly interesting. Let’s summarize shall we?  Hung out with Clete on Tuesday. Wednesday I forced myself out to go out and be social. Broad, who I met on Friday night at a party, texts me and invites me hang out at a bar with her friends, saving me from the horrible bar I was planning on going to. I had a great time; the complicated part is that they all know hat d00d. So I am guessing if I keep hanging around them the inevitability of awkward run-in seems unavoidable. Hopefully by then I have charmed them all and everything will be just dandy.

 

After two fucking months I can finally volunteer at the women’s shelter. Thursday night was the meeting for all the volunteers. I was able to schedule a walk through of the facility on Monday and I start volunteering on the 13^th. And Friday was drinking with Clete. I am starting to feel rather bad for my liver and lungs, they have been taking a beating lately.

( Annnnyway! New bangs! )

 

So Jane has demanded I start making plans on going to Fanime. And if I do that … I want to cosplay! I never have—well that’s not true. One year for Halloween I went as Ashley from Resident Evil 4 and my good buddy Alex went as Leon. (Speaking of which I have been playing a lot of Resident Evil 5 with Clete. It’s pretty, but not entirely as good as 4. It just makes me want a Playstation 3.)

But yes. Cosplay. I have no idea who though. I thinking Final Fantasy perhaps? Maybe Misato from Evangelion?


( And because I am avoiding going to the gym … Pictures! )

I joined a Gundam 00 RP and there are still characters available. Anyone want to play with me? Hah hah hah.

To the future! Onward and downward!

To my beloved Jane, my typically candy-colored lady-face. I don’t think you like this photo of us. I adore it. Deal with it beyouch! –How many times did we stumble through the cityscape mazes of the bay? Fighting off unrespectful doods and lame broads—threatening to curb them along the way, but not caring to look back at the fray. That we may or may not have started. Assuredly we are innocent, right? How many times did we dominate San Francisco dancefloors? We found each other through the smears club light cutting through the shadows. You found me naïve and underaged, and you extended your hand and lead into a crazy silly world. Never have I felt that you did anything without considering what was best for me. You are a great friend and one hell of a sexy, classy broad. You are the cat’s pajamas and the bee’s knees.

If you cannot find the right male, then have no doubt we shall have our Stardust themed wedding. With kittens and german shepherd puppies jumping at our feet!

Here’s to dancing at Death Guild and Bondage A Go Go, causing a ruckus at Molotov’s, drinks at Ponzu, and simply being truly outrageous! Here's to you.

I miss you dollface!