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|Wednesday, January 18th, 2006|
|Tuesday, September 13th, 2005|
Today is my 34th year of life on Planet Earth.
No drama, no depression, no anything. I'm well, doing good and kicking ass.
GO ME! Current Mood: elated
|Thursday, January 20th, 2005|
|Saturday, January 8th, 2005|
|Well, it is FINALLY here....
Ordered a book from Barnes and Noble on December 27...they told me it would be here after a couple days wait. I checked back with them before the end of the Secular Year and they told me that it would definately be in by the 6th of January. So, yesterday, I wander into B&N, and what do they have for me. MY BOOK!
What, praytell, did I order? Considering that I lost my original copy of this and knowing that I have lots of projects involving the designs in this book, I had to purchase my SECOND copy of "Celtic Charted Designs."
So, in the wee hours of the morning, I started my cross-stitch project, while watching Total Recall
Yes, I can cross-stitch. I actually enjoy it to a point...although, I wish I could get it done IMMEDIATELY. I lose all sorts of patience when I am actually working on a project (be it chain-maile, sewing, or whatever.)
oh well...back to stitching. Current Mood: artistic
|Tuesday, January 4th, 2005|
|Monday, January 3rd, 2005|
|Wednesday, December 29th, 2004|
This really doesn't surprise me at all.....in fact, I find it strange that it sorta hit on one of my original screen-name....
|Monday, December 27th, 2004|
xmas party at cers_kid's house!!
cers_kid</strong> drank 15 goldschlagers, 14 vodkas, 13 absinthes, 15 mescals, 14 aftershocks and 4 coffee liqueurs.
cers_kid</strong> made violent love with nalidoll</strong> on top of the television.
cers_kid</strong> - "Sober???? Is that a type of tequila. Give us a lick!"
deza</strong> drank 14 aftershocks, 13 ciders, 11 brandys, 10 champagnes, a pernod and 12 vermouths.
deza</strong> was expelled from the house at 7am for taking a piss in a fishtank
wireworkelf</strong> drank a red wine, 9 rums, 15 vermouths, 4 mescals, 14 tequilas and 15 pernods.
Contrary to popular belief wireworkelf</strong> firmly assured the room that they have never considered following "Reindeer Blowing" as a proper career.
s0lstyce</strong> drank 15 tequilas, 12 stouts, 13 absinthes, 6 whiskeys and 11 champagnes.
travelinkat</strong> drank 5 mint juleps, 4 ales, 13 rums, 14 bloody marys, 6 brandys and 13 white russians.
mossygreen</strong> drank 9 cosmopolitans, 2 white russians, 2 poteens, 13 irish creams, 14 pilsners and 9 mint juleps.
bean_drui</strong> drank 9 lagers, 14 pernods, 7 hot toddys and 12 gins.
burlapdragon</strong> drank 10 vermouths, 11 ciders, 14 white wines, 2 cosmopolitans and 3 hot toddys.
nightsashke</strong> drank 4 vermouths, 8 rums, 6 ciders, a sherry and 12 pernods.
kaelgreen</strong> drank a mescal, 13 vermouths, 12 ales and 4 champagnes.
nalidoll</strong> drank 15 everclears and 14 gins.
chry</strong> drank 13 sambuccas, 3 white wines and 8 vodkas.
7 people thought it would be a wise idea to donate their stomach contents to cers_kid</strong>'s kitchen floor!
Drunken fights, hammer attacks, glorious turkeys, ridiculous amounts of alcohol, sex, drugs and rock n roll
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|Thursday, December 23rd, 2004|
| What Will cers_kid Get ?
|Xmas pressie predictor|
|Big wooly jumper knitted by|| wireworkelf|
|Pair of Socks from|| nalidoll|
|Bottle of Whiskey from|| nightsashke|
|Cd from|| to_tsu_wasong|
|Something Cuddly from|| essenceofthemus|
|Something Intoxicating from|| kaelgreen|
|Something Silly from|| travelinkat|
|Something Funny from|| sorchawench|
|Lump of coal from|| diagabeocht|
|Something Pretty from|| shrijani|
|Something Shiny from|| white_swan_|
|Something Naughty from || simplysakka|
|Something Smelly from|| ophelias_song|
|Something Breakable from|| bheansidhe|
|Something Useful from|| luighseach|
|Something not useful from|| one_woman_army|
|The Black and Decker Tool Kit from|| ernthealmighty|
|Livejournal account from|| neverenough27|
|The Make-up Bag from|| remylava|
|Stack of DVDs from|| satan_dot_com|
|Something Geeky from|| redpaw|
Looks like I get stinky socks from nalidoll
, I need that big wooly jumper ASAP....it friggin cold up here.
|Monday, December 20th, 2004|
|As Requested by burlapdragon....
Keep in mind that this was written long ago....The Circle of Life Continues...
(even in BFE, America)
The circle of life isn't just a line from a famous Disney movie but a fact that forces one to realize that everyday it exists. The sun rises to shed light into this small corner of the world. New lives are just beginning with a push and a gentle hand while others lie down for the last time knowing that their circle is complete. Buildings are torn down making way for new ones to be erected, carefully planned and executed with twentieth-century precision. Same ole shit, different day. Those days progress into weeks and then years. The wheel turns yet again.
This just happens to be about a small 24-hour restaurant in the asshole of America.
"What does this restaurant have to do with the circle of life?" (Pause and Ponder)
Well, these are my observations and personal accounts while injecting my system with endless streams of godlike nectar from my cup. This restaurant has a life of its own and for the last several years, I have been involved in its circle. The restaurant offers travel weary crusaders some time off the road. Friends and family meet here to discuss the happenings of their lives. It allows those who drank too much to come and sober themselves over gut-wrenching food. This place occupies a miniscule part of town but intertwined throughout many different lives across the country.
I first entered the circle about six years ago, knowing only that this place offered something to eat. It was after an evening had run its course that six others and I went here to seek refuge in hopes of getting hot meals to fill our stomachs. We all sat in the back room, away from the whooping and hollering customers. In our group, there was a violinist from Dallas, a weirdo from OKC, an artist of vision and sound, a couple of actors on the road, a Beat cat in grunge and a Chinese girl who I have no idea what she did. The party complete and ready, we sat down and began to talk.
What was intended to be a short visit turned into an eight-hour commune in the back room of this restaurant. We discussed a variety of subjects, from the evening's activities to our hopes and dreams to just plain silliness. It took us eight hours to become good friends where it takes others a lifetime. But the most important thing I remember was indulging myself to unearthly contentment at this meeting: my first binge drinking experience. Not of the alcohol persuasion, but that of which the god Juan Valdez had picked himself and bestowed upon the human race; COUGH-EE! Our little group guzzled about twelve wonderful pots of this magickal brew that night. This began my journey around the circle of this delightful little restaurant in BFE, America.
I have gone to this restaurant over the years to engage in mindful activity, whether it be writing an essay, studying a book that I recently purchased, or talking among friends. I have met people that I could trust and call brother there. I've communed with others of my guild and discussed our part that we play in life. Good times, as well as sad, are remembered. To me, this was and still is the most sacred place on earth. Why? Because it became home.
Since then, I have probably consumed about a thousand dollars worth of coffee. I have notebooks filled with poetry, sketches, essays, drawings, notes, pencil squiggles and other assorted items, including coffee coasters (with stains) and used sugar packets. But these items came from endless hours with my friends and a few strangers. My only observation of the circle that this restaurant weaves on a daily basis. It's there but most fail to recognize it happening and enfolding their life into its grasp. People throughout this and other towns remember the ambiance of the restaurant: the way people filed into and out of the place, the way the staff received and served them. The several small things that people take for granted. That all adds up to my special love for the place.
What is the point about the circle of life? I really cannot tell you. It's there. Places and people dance into our lives to an underlying rhythm that nobody can seem to put a name to. Some call that rhythm God, or Great Spirit, or BOB, or whatever man can use to distinguish it vocally to another. But I just sit here feeling that my journey with this restaurant is coming to a close. My circle complete, I must now move on into the great wilderness that we call the Circle of Life. Current Mood: nostalgic
Getting fuzzy again....don't know how long it'll stick around before I shave it off.
|Tuesday, December 7th, 2004|
What is your address so I can get this CD to you in a reasonable time frame?
|Sunday, December 5th, 2004|
Using my new Icon....
FECK OFF, CUP!
(runs away laughing....)
|Wednesday, December 1st, 2004|
eh....sorry...got disconnected last night. Went to the bathroom and my big toe decided to hit the power switch on my backup battery.
OH FUCK! was the first words outta my mouth. Then ten minutes later when Yoda decided to finally boot up, you were gone.
Bloody hell. And the conversation was getting good.
|Tuesday, November 23rd, 2004|
Current Mood: combative
In a Battle to the Death, who do you think would win?
Spike from Cowboy Bebop
In a Battle of Wits, who do you think would win?
Foamy the Squirrel
Edward & Ein from Cowboy Bebop
|5. A PAID LJ account.....
Thank you whoever paid for my LJ account.
You have made my life more complete. I mean that from the bottom of my moosy heart.
(and I get to use my new icon). Current Mood: grateful
|Monday, November 15th, 2004|
|Wednesday, November 10th, 2004|
|The Stars are watching....
My horrorscope had this to say - You don't like it when things are cluttered, and right now, there could be a sense of disorder in your home.
Could be? Bloody hell, it IS! Damn YOU STARS....frigging peeping Toms is what they are.
Don't you hate it when the Universe does that? Current Mood: busy
Been a long frigging week here in the household. The front room looks like it has puked up various bits of odd cloth and thread as I continue to make several pieces of costume for the up coming Renaissance Festival.
So much to do in so little time.
Hopefully, there will be pics to post after said event. Current Mood: awake