I've always said the best reason to do anything is simply because you can. But really that's a rather misleading statement, as there are many things a person can do, that should never be done. So within certain confines (and as far as I am concerned, they are rather small in all honesty) I feel a person should be allowed to do anything they are capable of that doesn't cause harm to others in anyway. I include legal and mental rammafications because they can be just as costly as any physical harm. And so in the spirit of "Because I can!" I'm doing *things* my Darlings! Oh yes, THINGS! For one I'm totally rehauling my room! Originally, I was going to do one new postive, life affirming and proactive thing a week. Concentrate on that and nothing else. Hence why I have not been online like, at all, and why it's taking me a whole week to read a 600 page book >,< Next week, I shall be focusing on a shit job! Any form of income I can short of food service. And I am eschewing food service if I can because to be honest alot of smells and sites just turn my stomach anymore. Triphala can only do so much. But I FINALLY got my hair cut the way I want! My man Angel freehanded this perfection that I'll be dying black tonight. I'll take to get pics for you. From the front I look like raven, from tha back I look like Akima I love it! But I must go, I have to buy the ingredients and bake a cake. My Love's 27th birthday is tomorrow. And for all you Christians/Catholics you know what a total bummer it is to have your b-day on "Good Friday" And since both our families are Catholic, his b-day is basically being swept under the rug and ignored. So even though I know he won't be particularly happy with just a cake, it's something damn it. LoL So because I can, you might not be seeing too much of me. But no fear my Freaky Darlings, I still think about you ^_^ And I'm doing things to improve my life. If you need me, leave a message because I will for sure be answering them! Til then! Silver EDIT: Fuck You Cake! Fuck you so much for lying about being golden and ready, and then only half of you coming out of the pan when I flipped you! FUCK YOU you lying pineapple upside down cake! Now you are a fucking mess, I hope you are happy you little shit! I apologize for all the cussing, but I have to present this vegan cake to a party of carnavores who think nothing vegan can taste good. And this will not help. *tears* And I put a lot work into this cake. Stupid effin' cake. Mood: Proactive
Okay, so it's been so long since I didn't have premium, I didn't realize it had ads on the left side bar. And although I have found several items to lust over, I want my full left navi bar back . It's literally only half it's normal size...like it's really not excited at all to see me. *sigh* I miss my Premium account status. Not for the bombs, but for the userfriendliness (is that a word?) and aestethic. The site seems cheap to me without it (not making a comment to anyone who doesn't have/want premium...I just realllllllly liked it ). Also, my computer has informed me 4 times in the span of writting this uber short journal that my virus database has been updated I think Lappy is having processing issues. I'm feeling alot better today. Complete again. ^__^ And I decided that every week I will dedicate to something positive. This week is my room. I've already made leaps and bounds on that horrid mess infront of my TV. Rather proud of myself, really Off to continue with cleaning. I'll come back when I have more free time because I've been neglacting my cults, I apologize. Regretfully Yours, Silver
I just realized I run out of Premium at the end of this month. And since the bank decided to delete my checking account (which I still need to go down and scream at them about) I'm not quite sure what to do about it But right now talking is a challenge -.- I had to reshedule my dentist appointment even. Luckily they didn't charge me for it. I'm hoping I don't have a really a big nasty illness because I also have no health insurance (some of you may remember my mother going on a tirade and cancelling my health insurance on my birthday last year because she was very mad at me. And yet she also bitches about that I never go to the doctor...geee, I wonder why ). Anyway, just bitching, because I feel shitty and I'm kinda losing my patience with my own body already. Upon reflection, I might have brought this upon myself trying too hard to please everyone and running myself ragged. Honestly, I know I have a rediculously sensitive body and homeostatis. If I let my nutrition and hydration falter it's like a hideous train wreck. I don't like it, but I might as well face the fact that my convictions are stronger than my actual physical self. I like to think of myself as an Amazon...but I think no matter how fit I might manage to seem, I'll still have problems. Yay. Regretfully Yours, Silver Mood: ill
ALLO My Freaky Darlings! I am now 27, oh the horror for being in my late twenties *dramatic* But, I'm also a grown woman now, and I discovered a magical word. It's called "No" and I have been informed that using this word doesn't make me selfish So for those in the know, the Universe likes to give me a birthday gift every year since 8th grade of the flu. The day before, the day of, or the day after *bam* sick as all hell. Every year! But last year, it didn't happen. Oh ho ho, my veganity was stronger than the Universe's virus! So of course that really pissed it off. It redoubled it's efforts this year -.- Like clockwork, woken up early in the morning with horrible stomach pains, that quickly developed into something aliken to my Christmas Eve. The stomach Flu? A stomach bug? Not sure but oh, tis vicious. I will spare you the details. But I wouldn't let it keep me down! I have celebrated, OH have I CELEBRATED! So as Seifer knows because I was bemoaning to him the fact that at 12 (therefore right at my birthday) I was all alone, I'm quite spoiled. For several years now my Love has been the first to tell me Happy Birthday and because he's such a smooth criminal he's whispered it in my ear a couple of times in the throws of passion. Seriously, it's hot But I wasn't going to see him til later on when we where going to dinner, some 16 hours into my birthday. So just as I was about to get all teary eyes, pour myself a drink, and dance to Industrial alone in my room, Boyfriend! And he spent the night ^____^ So my Love and the Universe kept my birthday traditions this year, LOL My Love also spanked me 27 times on my bare ass He switched up hands and cheeks so as to fully rosie up my ass. Good times. He's so smart, too. Got me all relaxed with an epic back rub bent over the bed, I'm nearly drooling I'm so relaxed. Then *SMACK* "One..." O.O HAHA. Aaaaaaand, when he was done, I looked at him and he said "Now, imagine when you're 40. I might need a paddle" as he shook the string from his hands. I have one of those asses that slaps back *tehe* (Is that enough sexy time for this to count as a sexual blog? ) On my actual birthday, my amma took me to dinner at this super fancy upscale place called Javier's. I swear to gawd the only reason we were seated immediately is because Paul told them what Javi's name was (My Love). Cause there were a fuck ton of people waiting to be seated and we just walked on in. Our server was this beatiful man with a sensual accent in his 40s. Javi spoke Spanish to him a couple of times. I know enough Spanish to catch jokes, and when Javi had to dumb down an already simple question to Paul so he could understand the order, he said he was like dealing with a child (It's so true, my amma's b/f is in his 70s but he has the attention span of my 6 year old nephew.) I drank more margarita then I ate. But since I was pretty sure food was the enemy, I was perfectly alright with that. And my Amma Reallllllly wanted this pitcher of margarita. I swear, I didn't think we were going to finsih it! So in short I had a great time at dinner, it was like a mini adventure (and yes, I am that easily excited that all I needed was to be taken to an amazingly posh Mexican resturant by the sea ) When we came home my Amma had actually bought and wrapped some presents for me, so I opened them and we played some games for awhile. The next day I was amazed that I didn't have a hang over. Which was good cause I hadn't finished my celebrating yet Technically, I started on Wednesday, when Kei gave me a ton of presents, and said that was only the first half! I also got my card from Angie in the mail. Well, it was more than a card, really. I was surprised and all squealy and stupid about it with my sister I like never get mail, except sometimes from Ren ^_^ But I digress. I hit Das Bunker with avengence! My cincher was at 18, and I Industrial stomped and other full body flailings to great music, namely "Bind, Torture, Kill" which is like my OMFG YES favorite song to dance to (Also Fave Suicide Commandos song ). And Imparative Reaction "As We Fall" And danced very sensually with Javi to an awesome remix of Depeche Mode's "Master and Servant" in the other room. They had THREE dance floors! But one of them played Dubstep at one point and I was sorely tempted to tell the DJ to "Get the Fuck OUT!" but you know, bad form since there were two other awesome dance floors. And there was only 1 Raver the whole night! Some barely 18 year old kid getting crazy with a photon (is that even how you spell it? o.O) But he disappeared eventually...probably went to Dubstep room. And no hangover this morning, either! God Bless Gin and Tonics. So in short I have had an epic 2 1/2 days of birthday celebrating, being hideously sick the whole time, like a Boss, my Darlings. HA! Wow, this is a seriously long post...eh, hope it was worth reading then ~Silver Mood: Happy and sore in all the good ways ^_^
Hmmmmm, I seem to have not kept up with this journal promise of mine very well. Opps? ^_^() I've been having the weirdest health issue lately, mostly because I have no idea what it is, but I have no insurance, so...oh well. But I've been becoming increasingly aware of my heart, and it seems to be doing odd things. Beating off, or backwards (dub-lub instead of lub-dub) or something like that. I'm sure it's harmless palpatations, but sometimes it hurts and feels like it knocked the wind out of me. I'm not really concerned as much as confused, since it doesn't seem to follow any pattern. Like, exercise doesn't seem to effect it. I can be seating perfectly calm or powerwalking down the street, doesn't seem to matter. I'm doubting it's serious, it's more annoying than anything. And I'm getting deja-vu, so I think I might have bitched about this before... I know I "owe you" a "sex blog" but I don't really have a topic right now. I know, I'm surprised too. I could go on about how this kid's show, "Pearlie" has so many subtle sexual overtones, not the least of which is an obviously gay head master, and a Domme and her gimp. And the show is named Pearlie...it's the main character's name, but come on! And if you have no idea how "pearlie" is in anyway sexual, you obvious arn't a pearl diver I won't let you down next time, my Freaky Darlings ^_~ Regretfully Yours, Silver Mood: blah
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I think Lappy is having processing issues.
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But, I'm also a grown woman now, and I discovered a magical word. It's called "No" and I have been informed that using this word doesn't make me selfish