Okay. It's bordering 4am and my family sans grandma is still awake.

For fuck's sake people, night-time is my freedom/alone time! Do me a favor: stop annoying me and go to bed.

Ah... now that I've gotten that out of my system...

HikariHerrsek: HOLY SHIT
starseiya: hn?
HikariHerrsek: I ACTUALLY AM A SEXY BITCH!
starseiya: (well, I coulda told you that)
starseiya: how did this come about?
HikariHerrsek: Well, it comes out more with my actions
HikariHerrsek: but I was just watching what I do naturally
HikariHerrsek: and I have the greatest urge to bone myself
starseiya: ::thoughts::
HikariHerrsek: Good or bad?
starseiya: depends... define "bad"

And later...

ReveurRinStar926: lol
starseiya: pity that he has a girlfriend
ReveurRinStar926: you have very silly and horny friends chuck

Yeah, too many people want his sex.

It's early in the morning/late at night, I'm lamenting the coming new moon (can't sleep with the blinds open since there won't be enough moonlight to let in), and Jason Mraz keeps me melancholy.

Working on some relief prints involving rather large lips. Still undecided on the color scheme (reduction? b/w? add some red?) but it's gonna be relatively huge.

Shoot me if I'm wrong (and if I am, all the better since I won't be able to live with the truth) but I think my body's finally starting to piece itself together. Things are fitting together the way that it should.

Still wishing I could be carefree. Or, if not carefree, seem like I am so that people aren't scared away so damn often. It hurts not being able to count my closest friends on more than one hand. As much as I'm trusting people these days (especially with this thing), I still have a ways to go before I find my "happy medium."

Ah, Bridge to Terrabinthia was an amazing book. Especially since the main character wanted to be an artist and the whole gallery scene just before the sadness happened.

I should take a cue from the black-hair-dyed sexiness and write in long coherent sentences. But I don't think anyone wants to know what I'm thinking at the moment.

It seems as if everyone speaking their minds at this moment are getting into much trouble. Case in point: the recent feud between the Kitty and Puddles. (don't worry, just rather odd nicknames for these people) People need to learn to listen. Hell, I need to learn to listen.

Really rude to get annoyed at someone because they're talking about something that you're uninterested in.

Deceptively easy to flirt with the boys who work at grocery stores that are open into the wee hours before sunset. And there are plenty nearby.

Stupid revived libido.

This page needs a revival. Something like the Third Great Awakening sans spiritual enlightenment.

"Random personification is fun."

"I drew the 'Il Matto' card, and you came to mind."

Had a rather bad tiff with grandma about her (sometimes severe) tendency to keep the house clean. She seems to want to keep the house clean every second, so she has to clean the house daily. We tell her not to, but she does and then she berates us for treating her like a maid. This is all... ugh.

And by saturday I'll have two grandmas living under this roof which means that I have to be uber respectful.

I don't want to go out tomorrow. Not with family anyways. If I had the balls to, I would take the Civic out for a drive down I-215 right now, but it's no longer safe to drive down that way at insane speeds with all the windows open. Or I need to find friends who are willing to supply a ride downtown for the 4th. I'm close to going on the CAT bus so I can get out of the house.

Drove today, and dad said that I was almost ready to take my driving test. Approval is great. And yes Marcy, I do seek approval. You kinda get that way when you're raised against your siblings for every little aspect.

. . . .

Wanted: one person with house across the lake (preferably with a green light at their dock); must relish in being the object of others' affections, live splendidly, and a terror behind the wheels. White-clothing lovers a plus.

Also...

SWM, 25 HIV+, into cannibal and necro, seek SWM w/ sim. intrsts in 'Nawleans area for mutual hunting.

Guess the books and I'll give you a cookie.