Be warned. Vicous rants ahead.

( Dear People I Am Living With... )

Band is now official. I am now a guitarist for Trinkets From Tragedy.

Despite the emo-sounding name, we are nothing of the sort.

Imagine the Misfits meets Horrorpops meets Miyavi, throw in the stage presence of Dir en Grey, and the visual impact of Malice Mizer.

Yeah, that about covers it.

Heeheehee...


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Next time anyone feels bored, sad, angry, whatever...

Go and find a party cup (Yes, the big plastic beer cups that eveyone has at those not-quite-legal parties out in the woods) and doodle on it. Whatever you want.

You'd be surprised how good it makes you feel.

Most of you will think I've finally flipped my lid. I think even Amber R. will finally tell me to see a shrink. Or promptly ask to crack my head open and see for herself ( Read more... )

The Saiyuki Horror Picture Show ( Read more... )

After you die...
Guardian Angel

After death, you will exist as a guardian angel in order to protect your still-living loved ones. You might even inspire a classic Christmas movie.


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DOUGAN.

STOP THIS INSTANT.

Flouncing about and singing "Sweet Transvestite" at the top of your lungs is NOT helping anything in the least.

Edeet: KOUGAIJI. UNATTACH YOURSELF FROM "DIE ANOTHER DAY" AT ONCE. YOU ARE MAKING DOUGAN HOT AND BOTHERED AND IT IS DISTURBING TO WATCH.

*sighs*

What a night...

*rubs temples*

I'm going to ge meditate for a few hours. That will do me some good.

BOTH OF YOU KNOCK THS IDIOTIC, CHILDISH INFIGHTING SHIT THE FUCK OFF RIGHT NOW, OR SO HELP ME, EVEN THOUGH i WOULD NEVER HIT A WOMAN, I WILL FLY BACK THERE AND SMACK SENSE INTO BOTH OF YOU.

Seriously. You two sound like kindergarteners.