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I've been a bit of a hot mess lately. I'm sorry for the lack of posts...Or involvement...In anything...

I'll try harder.

Um...Gonna fix my dreads up this weekend. And Thanksgiving is on it's way, let's all take time to remember how the NATIVE AMERICANS SAVED YOUR PURITAN ASSES FROM STARVATION and then you shoved them onto reservations/killed them with your foreign diseases and violent warfare! Thanks for the small pox and lead poisoning, have some squash!

*deep breaths*

I'm going to need help cooking. You all know I don't bake, and Xemnas wants an extensive variety of pies.

Happy November the Fourth, indeed.

"It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years, I had roses, and apologized to no one.

I shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch, but one. An Inch, it is small and it is fragile, but it is the only thing the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must never let them take it from us.

I hope that whoever you are, you escape this place. I hope that the world turns and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you. I love you. With all my heart, I love you." ~Valerie, V for Vendetta

A quote from a brilliant film. It seemed fitting, and has been in my mind all morning.

Maine...How could you? I honestly thought...we had a chance.

I hate people.

Don't let them break you. We won't stop fighting, we won't give in.

I love you all.
Mission into the tunnels at Fort Adams tonight. If I'm not around tomorrow it means that something got me and you should probably call for backup. Just saying.

XALDIN'S WORD OF THE DAY:

Sycophant: \S
IK-uh-fuhnt\ , noun:
1. A person who attempts to win favor by flattering people of wealth or influence; a parasite; a toady.

Origin: Sycophant derives from Greek sukophantes, "an accuser (especially a false accuser) or rogue," from sukon, "fig" + phantes, "one who shows," from phainein, "to show."

I.E.- "Saix is a sycophant."
Let's talk about alarm clocks.

I think they're a vile invention. There are very few things that make me uncomfortable and it's rare for me to be startled. There's just something about being jilted awake that I can't stand.

Native Americans will never wake someone from their sleep (unless there's a serious emergency), as they believe that when one rests, their soul wanders away from their body. If shaken awake while the soul is still traversing, the two can remain separated. Talk about a rough morning.

I had a serious alarm clock mishap this morning. My alarm is set to go off at 7:30, and then I usually hit the snooze alarm between three and five times. The alarm goes off at ten minute intervals until I switch it off. This morning, the the alarm clock went off as planned, and I hit snooze. What felt like only a few minutes passed, and the alarm went off again. I flipped open my phone to punch snooze again to find the numbers "8:38" glaring at me. ...eight thirty eight. I had to be at my mission at nine, and it's a fifteen minute walk to the mission ground.

PANIC.

Made it to the mission on time, by running. Realized halfway through that I was freezing and leaving home without a jacket and in flip flops was probably a poor decision.

*shiver* Someone warm me up. *frown*

I'm not even sure what happened. I don't understand why the snooze didn't work, but the alarm went off at 8:38. It doesn't make any sense...I didn't have the phone programed to go off then... This could potentially be a problem.

I find situations like this deplorable. I'm not sure there's any worse feeling than being startled awake...*shakes head* It's like pure unadulterated panic. An alarm breaking the tranquility of sleep is like....the sound of pulling heaven down. Disturbed rest is a sin to me. It's so rare to slip into that truly deep slumber, and having that taken away is almost painful. There's only one thing that really helps ease that momentary panic...The calm brought on by the delicate touch of someone beside you...That gentle caress, the reminder- 'I'm here, you're safe, just breathe.'

Unfortunately, I didn't have that this morning. Wump wump. :( So I'm all high strung and jittery. The makings of a lovely afternoon, ne?


As a side note, I've decided to provide you all with a "word of the day". Nothing wrong with expanding our vocabularies, mm?

XALDIN'S WORD OF THE DAY:

Galumph- \guh-LUHM(P)F\ , intransitive verb:
1. To move in a clumsy manner or with a heavy tread.

Origin:
Galumph is probably an alteration of gallop. It was coined by Lewis Carroll in the nonsense poem "Jabberwocky."

I. E. "Lexaeus Galumphs".


Look what I found in my files, isn't it positively delicious? >: 3 Mmmph, if only that tongue were on something else...




Oh, Mini-Xig, you were something else...

Let's Play a Love Game

I'm in bed.

The sun is coming directly through the window so that I can barely read the computer screen, but oh man, it feels so good...
I'm bumming music off of someone else's Itunes list. I dunno who "Kristinaaaaaaaaaaaa" is, but she has great taste in music. I have cookies.

Somebody bring me a cup of tea and come snuggle, and this moment will be perfect~

I have a report to finish, but I have the feeling that's going to get put off...oops.

I need to go grocery shopping... I think I have the makings of vegan chili in the pantry, but I'm not sure about that. It's that or cereal...Perhaps tonight I shall tap into the emergency pizza fund.

*stretch*

I love lazy days. *yawn*

Mission to Port Royale in a few days. Gonna have to break out my Really Big Hat. Yes, the RBH is a proper noun and thus deserves capitals. Whose joining me?!

To Whom It May Concern

To whichever one of you imbicilic, excessively loquatious, pig headed morons keeps leaving dirty dishes in the sink- sleep with one eye open. I'm not your maid. Pick up a sponge, turn on the water and scrub. It's not hard. I have things I'd like to be doing other than cleaning up your filth.

In other news, I call the TV tonight. There's a "Good Eats" marathon on. Join me for science and deliciousness? There will be cupcakes~!