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When I was younger, so much younger than today
Sirius Black can KISS MY ARSE.
What writing tension? ^_~ He is being frustrating awkward by being a drunken smart-arse and I have to write him like that for 2 more stories. Also, he is taking ages to get to the good stuff - I did actually say to my screen "just kiss him, you stupid drunken bastard!". The trials of writing, ha ha!
I have actually started my fandom birthday presents for y'all with 4 on the go at once because I miscalculated the days. Me = LOSER.
OK. I'll calm myself.
I'm having trouble with the drunken conversations. I've never been drunk so I've never had a drunken conversation with someone except as the amused!Sober!person on the other side. I decided to write as though Elizabeth and I are on sugar but all we do is make snipey comments to each other and be either flirty or very dirty. Hmmm. That might work.
I haven't written a really long journal entry in ages. Oh well - que sera sera or something.
I want to mail
whitehaiku's birthday present tomorrow but I don't think the card is ready. Balls.
'Lost' is starting on my fandom birthday - HUZZAH! Dom Monaghan is drool-inducing.
I want to write Harry/Draco but I have to focus on the stories, damnit! Well, at least I get to write H/D in Dei's. That'll be a relief.
I wanted to get a good body reference book in Newry but there weren't any. Does anybody know of any good books, or even websites, for reference poses?
PORN! I think I have a teenaged-boy side who was brought out during a short conversation with Joey. I shall call him Sirius and have done with the whole business.
I was just thinking about poetry. I'm not sure why - maybe it's the Keat's on my icon - but I was thinking about poetry. And the different kinds. I want to read more poetry.
I also want more Harry Potter smut because, as
ssaylagypsystar's dealer, I need to keep my stock full and bulging.
I did not mean the obvious sexual nature to the above comment. I am sorry. I feel smutty or something. It's a pity I've never really written smut before, isn't it! HAHA!
I win at life.
I am obviously too full of caffeine. (Yorkie, 3 cups of tea, Dr. Pepper and mint's in 2 hours isn't too much is it? Shit, it is.)
I want more icon space, damnit.
I need to get back to work on the presents and stop updating journals with useless rambling about inane bollocks.
My fingers have frozen up again. Time to get the gloves out - ho hum.
I am leaving!
What writing tension? ^_~ He is being frustrating awkward by being a drunken smart-arse and I have to write him like that for 2 more stories. Also, he is taking ages to get to the good stuff - I did actually say to my screen "just kiss him, you stupid drunken bastard!". The trials of writing, ha ha!
I have actually started my fandom birthday presents for y'all with 4 on the go at once because I miscalculated the days. Me = LOSER.
OK. I'll calm myself.
I'm having trouble with the drunken conversations. I've never been drunk so I've never had a drunken conversation with someone except as the amused!Sober!person on the other side. I decided to write as though Elizabeth and I are on sugar but all we do is make snipey comments to each other and be either flirty or very dirty. Hmmm. That might work.
I haven't written a really long journal entry in ages. Oh well - que sera sera or something.
I want to mail
'Lost' is starting on my fandom birthday - HUZZAH! Dom Monaghan is drool-inducing.
I want to write Harry/Draco but I have to focus on the stories, damnit! Well, at least I get to write H/D in Dei's. That'll be a relief.
I wanted to get a good body reference book in Newry but there weren't any. Does anybody know of any good books, or even websites, for reference poses?
PORN! I think I have a teenaged-boy side who was brought out during a short conversation with Joey. I shall call him Sirius and have done with the whole business.
I was just thinking about poetry. I'm not sure why - maybe it's the Keat's on my icon - but I was thinking about poetry. And the different kinds. I want to read more poetry.
I also want more Harry Potter smut because, as
I did not mean the obvious sexual nature to the above comment. I am sorry. I feel smutty or something. It's a pity I've never really written smut before, isn't it! HAHA!
I win at life.
I am obviously too full of caffeine. (Yorkie, 3 cups of tea, Dr. Pepper and mint's in 2 hours isn't too much is it? Shit, it is.)
I want more icon space, damnit.
I need to get back to work on the presents and stop updating journals with useless rambling about inane bollocks.
My fingers have frozen up again. Time to get the gloves out - ho hum.
I am leaving!
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Yay! Commas have abandoned me!
If you can find them, the How To Draw Manga books are very good, espesh the Males and Couples one - even has a same sex section....
.....I had a dream about you last night, btw, which is weird as I don't even know what you look like.......
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Did you make any more progress on the story? (I'd like to read it anyways)
Remus would be mortified at the comma-abandoment.
Thanks for the tip sweetie - I will search next time I'm in Belfast!
How did you know it was me?
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I have no idea how I knew it was you (you told me your name??) o_O;; When I woke up I had one of those moments where I had to figure out whether it had happened or not....
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Huh. We will meet one day. Accio 2007 maybe? (I probably chatted away for ages before telling you my name. ^_^)
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....We were going to the zoo, which turned out to be an exhibition of freaky stuff instead, and we met up with
*grins and decides bed would be a good idea now*
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That sounds cool. Was it horrible freaky stuff?
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It was supposed to be horrible scary freaky stuff, but I think that we found it disappointing. We ended up on an esculator, which is prob a subconscious Silent Hill 3 reference...
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Probs. I would find that stuff disappointing. Unless there were cut wrists. Then I would have burrowed into your arms.
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I'm getting really excited about next month!
(And researching for smut-drawage still....)
I have a really good human anatomy book I got for Christmas...oh...about fifteen years ago? That I've never actually used. Okay, so I don't KNOW that it's good. But it's still on my shelf, and maybe I'll use it for smut-age. Then, if it's decent, I'll bet one could easily locate a copy, and mayhap I'll set you up. =^^=
OH! Speaking of books! I remember you mentioned wanting to see the variations in the US versions of Harry Potter? I could easily get you the six books if you want 'em, and give 'em to you while you're here if they won't attach excess weight to the luggage requirements, or mail 'em to you or something. =^^= You prefer hardcover or paperback?
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Me too!
(good woman yourself! How?)
You set me up? Trading smut for anatomy? I likes it.
I love you. Paperback's probably. Did I mention I love you?
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And the smoke I suppose is the hard part of mine, since I'm more interested in reading about the Marauders smoked up than I am drunk. But since I live in the ghetto, we gon' do it like blunts 'n malt liquor. *cackles*
Sooo, the weed that Locke packs is a strong sativa, it makes for giddyness, arousal, excitement, pleasurable body sensations, long flowing thoughts of complex and intense nature, an urge to dance, to move.
There is absolutely no sedative side to her smoke until about 6 or 8 hours after it's consumption (providing there is no smoking after the initial dose), when it provides a relaxing body sensation, warm feeling, comfortable, cuddly.
but the alchohol's three big effects are loose lips (disinhibition), loose muscles(tipsy stance), and an intensification of feelings.
You are NOT a loser. You win the love of my heart for eternity. &hearts
Aiyah. I love you regardless of how hyped full of caffeine or any other mind altering substance you may be. Not to say I mightn't worry about you if you were full of one of the more nasty man-made substances, but I would indeed still care. Oh yess. Rambling a bit? Just a tad..
You and I BOTH want more icon space. Iconspaeciconspaceiconspace.
You'll learn smut. I believe in it. You just have to find the groove into which your writings take you for it. Like any other kind of writing.
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You are mad crazy - don't ever change! And I am doing my best with the smoke.
I am a bit of a loser - but a very proud one. And a very thrilled one to hold your love ♥ ♥
I do not touch those man-made substances - except for the alcohol ^_^ I appreciate the loving concern. Rambling? Is most excellent in my book.
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I am learning smut. Very slowly and feeling my way through it (for lack of a better term) as is clear in the birthday fictions I posted!
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The real of me shan't change, and I shan't abandon. I think you will do well with the smoke. My guess is that the spirit of the earth, the real affecting force behind the smoke, is already in your spirit's ken. Know what I mean? If not, I simply mean that cannabis only produces effects in people because we have a receptor for it in our brains. It's something that's already inherently a part of life, and the effects are had by all, even those who never smoke, at some point in their life. That too, and your particular aura seems to relate a certain pschedellic vibe.
Oh you are not a loser, but I'm glad you're proud of yourself. &hearts forever.
Funny story, when I was a wee one, they put me on speed and said it was treatment for my differences, methamphetamine to make me concentrate, to be taken in by the system. I never had a choice in the matter, and I know what it is like for an amphetamine addict to go through withdrawl because I tried to stop taking the meds in high school. No go, it was hell from there. A few years of popping random stimulants, smoking mad tobbacco, drinking too much caffeine, and even gassing myself, and I was nearly dead. But from that state I rose up, and cast off the shackles of chemical opression.
I knew you weren't a user. And I don't think you're at all the type to become an alchoholic either.
But I have seen much of the mindscape of perception, and eaten, smoked, and drank the transcending plants of this earth, spoken with the trees and the forests, the jungles and the overgrown ghettos.
These are also chemical states.
Yet they are states that evolved naturally in the earth's fertile womb.
Like the mother earth herself, there are things both beautiful and terrible. There are things both healthy and things insidious.
Chanting alone is unlikely to work, but it's on anyway!
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You are indeed learning the smut. It's absolutely deviously delicifying. You have made me proud ^_^ And no doubt you will continue to.
Huzzah for each and every jewel of the fics you posted.
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I appreciate the vote of confidence in me and I will do my best to fulfil the expectations. I do understand what you mean about the spirit of earth in my soul so therefore I would hope that my spirit doesn't let me down! (and I would agree that my soul is particularly psychedelic)
Very proud indeed. At times. ^_^
Actually, if it isn't too much for you, could you tell me about the withdrawal? I know it must have been a horrible time for you but I like to hear about people's experiences - even the bad ones. I am so proud and so glad of you removing yourself from the situation and triumphing.
I sincerely hope you're right about the alcohol remark. (I have half a family of them so it's been a huge worry for me for years) However, despite my inexperience, I will try as, as you have said, they are natural states and everyone has such knowledge embedded in themselves.
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I am muchly glad you think so. I am so blushing *^_^* Thank you.
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Better to be proud at times, than never, or always.
Withdrawl. Ahh. Well. Tell you what. I won't put that in a comment, but I will write an entry up on my thoughts for it.
I have addicts in the family too, my mother's sister has been an alchoholic for nearly all her life. Still, I made my way through some tough shit, and will continue to live.
In what I consider cosmic irony, by the perspective the world tried to imbue upon me, it was ultimately my meeting with the spirit of our earth through cannabis induced states that helped me to cut my addictions out of my life. There is a spirit within the world, a spirit that I now know to exist in all things, living or not. We do not have to be defined by our genetics.
There is beauty in life. I taste it upon my lips as I breathe the air of each day; it tells me that amidst the poison and rape of our world, the universe lives on, and amidst it, the will of the spirit of life cannot be extinguished.
You are always welcome. My words are the truth of my heart.