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[Aug. 5th, 2005|12:22 pm] |
Goddamnit I hate you, Tain. |
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| I RANDOMLY LIVE. |
[Mar. 26th, 2005|08:31 pm] |
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| | What Women Want. yes, baby, yes. | ] |
oh my god mel gibson waxing his legs hahahaha
I so want it. |
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[Sep. 28th, 2004|07:39 pm] |
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Still alive, still kickin.
Still under constant (appreciated!) gropeage.
Haha.
Speaking of. I've got a guest over and must entertain him, so I'm gonna make this quick.
Went up North for my birthday last weekend. Big ol' two-six. S'really fuckin weird to think that 26 years've gone by so quickly.
Lessee... got a cake and some beautiful personalized, blank sheet music from Reina (by the way, Kireina, the cake's gone. fuckin gone. and it wasn't even my fault. I live with a thief, you understand - at least I got to have a majority of it), a brand new amp from Niko, alcohol! from D, and happywonderful morning sex and a personalized (hand painted, even, bless 'im to death whether he likes it or not) guitar pick from the koibito.
I fucking love you guys.
Okay, demon in my lap.
Okay. Nice hands. Gotta love the wanderlust hands. in naughty places.
woo, okay, bye. |
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| Bleh. |
[Dec. 16th, 2003|12:16 pm] |
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I suck at LiveJournal, huh?
Bah. Whatever.
I... don't have a goddamn thing to say, but Aeaon prodded me to show my existence, and that's what I'm doin.
Here is me. Here is my existence. Me and my existence.
Happy?
Didnt think so.
I miss Dimitri. |
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| Um. |
[Sep. 27th, 2003|12:51 am] |
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Please don't ask. I'm over it. I, uh... think. |
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| AAAAGGGGHHH |
[Sep. 23rd, 2003|05:26 pm] |
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| | SLIGHTLY CHEESED OFF. | ] |
....FUCKINGPIECEOFSHIT.
Motherfucker.
No, seriously. MOTHER. FUCKER.
GUESS who had the worst day in the WOOOORLD, everyone?
Oh, you're damn fucking STRAIGHT GAY it was me.
Details later, too miffed to think. |
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[Sep. 13th, 2003|12:16 am] |
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| | Completely in awe. | ] |
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| | Everything - Collective Soul | ] |
Once, I didn't think it was possible to love someone so much that it hurts.
It's possible. |
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| And now: Vanity. |
[Aug. 30th, 2003|03:50 pm] |
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| | Be My Lover - La Bouche. Shut up. | ] |
From the ever-wonderful, lovely ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) amphitrite, who rules all the known universe.
< /kissingass >
1] You knew this was coming. If you were STRAIGHT (::coughassmunchcough::), which female would you date? Don't you cringe at me like that.
Actually, contrary to popular belief, this isn't the first time I've had the subject pop up around me. I used to question myself a lot, you know; I think I seriously am pansexual or somethin'. Either that, or I'm just attracted to pretty things in general, except males... appeal to me more? ...uh, whatever. Off topic. But... hm. Almost a tough question, because most of the girls I know are like sisters to me. And that's just weird. But... if I had to choose from the bunch... Io-chan would be on my list, fanauthor or not. She's got one hell of an imagination, and that's beautiful to me. "Celebrity" wise... Rikku. I think Rikku and I would make an interesting couple. ...feels weird talking like that. I think I'll stick to Dimitri, thankyakindly.
2] We all know that music is your thang. It helped you get through your hard times. Was there an exact moment when you knew that you wanted to make music?
Yeah, there was. But you would know, my memory's really weird. The whole brainwashing sequence that actually worked back then really fucked up my head, I think... but as far as I can remember, it was the only way for me to talk without talking to myself, or talking to the people who weren't there. Yanno how I was alone for awhile, right? Well, music was like my only companion. I vaguely remember finding a guitar in a back alley... musta been left there by one of those street performers who sit on the sidewalk and play with money or something. It was a little broken, but I taught myself how to fix it. No, no holy magic necessary. *g* I think I can honestly say that the moment I found the guitar was probably when my passionate affair with music started up.
3] Your hair (which is more like a mane, if you ask me): If you'd change it, what would it be like?
You know as well as I do that if I ever change my hair, I'd be slaughtered. But... Idunno, I guess I'd probably get a Squall-ish cut... all layered and feathered like his. And I'd lighten the color a little... maybe dirty blonde or somethin. It's hard to conjure a mental image because I can't picture myself ever doin it. My hair, cheesy as it sounds, means a lot to me. It's like my trademark.
4] Any reason in particular for all the piercings?
Not really, but I can say that I have a weak spot for body art. Tattoos are incredibly beautiful to me... because I like when someone can express themselves outwardly and permanently on their own skin like that. Piercings are pretty much the same thing. S'good not to go overboard, but most can really bring out someone's features. People didn't used to notice my eyes until I got the eyebrow done, yanno? It draws attention. I like attention. I don't care how many people tell me that I'm gonna start sticking to refrigerators or whatever. It's all about expression and willingness to show your difference on the outside... showing that you're not afraid to seperate yourself or go through the pain for it. Heh, look at this, ya got me all philosophical and crap. I've been trying to talk Dimitri into a tattoo or piercing. Not sure how my convincing's goin yet, though.
5] Just how many instruments DO you play? And don't get hentai, baka.
...fine. Fine, REAL instruments, then. My guitar is my BABY. If someone lays a finger on it without my permission, I hunt them down, beat them, and cook them for dinner. ...or leave them in an alleyway. Hell, anyway, I've been trying to learn bass... gettin better at it... and Bashi's been working on getting me acquainted with his drumset. People know they can trust me with their instruments. I handle instruments like I handle my lover. I'm very careful and I don't abuse. Not like friggin' Dust, who nearly KILLED Bashi's cymbal. I'm very, very good at the piano, if I do say so myself. I can play a professional piece without so much as blinking. Guess it's a natural talent.
RULES
1 -- Interview. Want? Leave a comment, and I'll bestow.
2 -- Said bestow will be five random-as-hell questions.
3 -- You'll answer them, and post them on your own LJ, bitch.
4 -- Include the rules. Or I'll get violent.
5 -- If someone asks of you an interview, YOU shall bestow, sayeth the all-knowing Angel of... something. |
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| While Dimitri showers. |
[Aug. 26th, 2003|12:57 pm] |
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| | Going Under - Evanescence | ] |
Uh huh. Should I be amused? I'm actually sorta freaked out. |
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| Nice. |
[Aug. 19th, 2003|06:18 pm] |
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I'm off for a couple of days. Me and Dimitri are gonna help Io-chan move into college.
No, I am not gonna bother her. I jus' wanna help. And I'll be back by Saturday to help K move in.
Ah, so many of my little pawns, growin up so fast. |
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| Back from my... erm... hiatus. |
[Jul. 17th, 2003|02:28 pm] |
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| | Come Original - 311 | ] |
Please excuse the lack of updates. Dimitri stayed over for quiiite a long time. I'm sure that justifies for something, ne? *g*
The tattoo was a great success, though. The piercings were even better... he had one hell of a time with those. I'm very, very thankful that he knows how to be... gentle.
It's okay if they still hurt though, right? Especially when it's cold. Christ. *grimace*
Band practice, ho!
Note to Dust: Try not to kill me this time, 'kay bud? Live wires produce sparks. Let's not hurl them in Rikou's direction the next time they spark. |
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| Can I go numb now? Please? |
[Jul. 2nd, 2003|11:43 am] |
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I have a really, really low pain threshold, apparently.
But honestly. OW. I knew getting my nipples pierced would hurt but... ahhh goddamn, not THAT much. And then the tattoo?
egh.
I was up all night bitching and moaning about it. Doesn't hurt to lay on my SIDE, but I'm not usually a side-sleeper, so... I kinda couldn't sleep. 'least I tried.
I don't know who I feel more sorry for... me, or Dimitri. |
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| groan. |
[Jun. 27th, 2003|10:27 pm] |
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| | Creep - Radiohead | ] |
Last night was a reminder.
"Rikou: Never, ever, EVER get tired of sleepovers... evereverever."
I let D kick my ass in air hockey (honestly? I've never played so he would have beaten me down anyway), and we watched and made fun of Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon. Never thought the word "stick" could be so funny to me.
And we were drunk. I have no clue what we were drunk OFF of, but trust me, we were painfully drunk.
That is all. |
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| Snort. |
[Jun. 21st, 2003|01:37 pm] |
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| | Bashi beating the HELL out of the drumset... | ] |
| exiled_muse | | Magic Number | 11 | | Job | Conservationist | | Personality | Rainy Day | | Temperament | As High As A Very High Kite | | Sexual | Whatever, Whenever, Whoever | | Likely To Win | The Booker Prize | | Me - In A Word | Startling | | Colour | | | Brought to you by MemeJack |
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| Running on sleep deprevation |
[Jun. 20th, 2003|07:41 pm] |
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| | Idunno. | ] |
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| | Seven Nation Army - the White Stripes | ] |
Back home, and he's doin fine. I was really worryin about him.
But it's okay! Everything's fine, and he's doing good. I took care of him. Someone's gotta, right? I made sure he was completely comfortable. Mi casa es su casa. I don't know if I spelt that fucker right, but... yeah.
More on that later. I got a wad of paperwork to trudge through. |
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| Argh. Just argh. |
[Jun. 17th, 2003|12:07 pm] |
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I'm going to be staying with Dameon for awhile... makin sure he recooperates well.
Or doesn't cut himself again. By accident.
I'll be back in a couple of days. |
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| Dot. Dot. Dot. |
[Jun. 12th, 2003|11:53 pm] |
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There's a lot of shit happening. This is bad. Bad bad bad bad.
Dameon, you better get better... I'm worryin' to hell.
And Dimitri... come over whenever you can. I think talking about this shindig will make me less nervous about it.
Bundleofnerves.
Ironic. I can watch a man get shot in the head without flinching, but hand me a problem I can't solve by myself an' I hit the roof. |
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| Rrrrr. |
[Jun. 8th, 2003|05:48 pm] |
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| |  lazy | ] |
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| | Echo - Incubus | ] |
Note to self: Need about 700 or so more pounds of Pocky.
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Another note to self: Ambition drive low. Must refuel as soon as possible.
Le sigh.
[[Edit: By the way, Dameon, I think it worked. Was gettin' kinda tipsy there, if I do say so m'self. Muaha!]] |
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| Holy shit, I'm tired... |
[Jun. 8th, 2003|01:36 am] |
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| |  pleased | ] |
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| | Abuse Me - Silverchair | ] |
First posted survey. Much ass-kickage.
( Read more... )
Now. I'm about to fall asleep, and I got a warm body waitin for me back in bed. I'm so out. |
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| HolyHell, it's LIVEJOURNAL! |
[Jun. 7th, 2003|12:02 am] |
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| | amused | ] |
Moving in from the dysfunctional Blurty.com!
I'm gonna be cheap, here, and post what I posted there. Ready? Coo'.
Okay, so... here's the low-down on the down-low. Word. Whaddap?
...for starters, I only speak those ebonics JOKINGLY. As in, not serious. ...at all.
I'm 24 years old. I'm ho-ma-sex-shul. I'm taken, and I just happen to be in love. ...this sounds like a wanted ad. Or better yet, an ad for a product! "Iiiiit's da KOU-MEISTER! He's here...! He's queer...!"
...anyway.
I'm a musician. Singer slash songwriter slash guitarist slash pianist (not, of course, to be mistaken for a penist.) I manage my own band (Ebony Wings) and every once in awhile, I sing for 'em. I can't help it. My voice is so orgasmically sexy. Ha. Haha. Woo. This is me dripping and oozing and ejaculating sarcasm.
Annnd... er. ..people are jealous of my hair.
...
What? Idunno what the hell to say. I already got some statistics in there, whaddya want?
Ta-daaa. |
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