mood: rofl // music: assemblage 23 - various
Just some artsy stuff and a page full of random doodles that I've been doing for the past few days, for random people or just because they popped into my head.

( the rest~ )
Just some artsy stuff and a page full of random doodles that I've been doing for the past few days, for random people or just because they popped into my head.

( the rest~ )
... when erins won't go to bed :|
[clan] Cey: [link] http://www.bash.org/?635590
<&TwoZero> so.. the internet at work died completely and after trying to fix it I said fuck it and went home
<&TwoZero> and ran netstumbler on the bus.. and found 336 accesspoints
<&TwoZero> the bus stopped in front of a church, and the SSID 'satans partyhouse' appeared
[clan] Baron Mind: That your network, Cey? :D
[clan] Cey: ASKLSHF
<&TwoZero> so.. the internet at work died completely and after trying to fix it I said fuck it and went home
<&TwoZero> and ran netstumbler on the bus.. and found 336 accesspoints
<&TwoZero> the bus stopped in front of a church, and the SSID 'satans partyhouse' appeared
[clan] Baron Mind: That your network, Cey? :D
[clan] Cey: ASKLSHF
mood: getting there // music: anberlin - glass to arson
One of the best parts of today included discovering I found the song the line "I wanna love you but my hands are tied" comes from. I didn't even know it came from a song, but there I was listening to it, and I heard it, and I was like, "...! It's in a song! D: !!" For this
annwyd is awesome because she gave me freedom to rape her music directory. X*
child_labor ALSO gave me freedom to rape her iPod when we were down in Orlando (she had no choice really I almost mauled her when I saw it and it was either her LIFE or the music I swear true story), and totally sent me all the songs I wrote down (if I'd had my way I probably would have decimated BOTH of the hotel notepads in our room writing songs down, but it was like three in the morning), so I'm listening to all of that too. *A*)/ Ohgod I have MUSIC AGAIN.
Speaking of, I never really got a chance to talk about my wonderfully awesome trip to Orlando.Let me do so now somebody remind me to do that later.
I also finished a layout for Lexi that she requested (she wanted something simple but elegant and by elegant i mean i'm lying she didn't specify anything other than simple and pretty), the first free account editting I've done in a while. ( It came out pretty nicely. ) I mean, once I could get off my ass and finish it. *A*)/
In fact, it has even inspired me to write a silly poem story JUST FOR HER. I used to write these all the time, little rhyming stories that were just for fun and laughing and cheering people up with. I never claimed to be consistent with my rhyming or meter, either, because that just isn't the point. <333
>)
i have snark with a smile
and i've got a shark's guile
i'll hum a catchy tune
while i'm selling you the moon
then tapdance on your grave--
for no more than a penny a day!
that's a steal, cross my heart
and i'd be so loathe to depart
with it for any less, i promise you
"hey, sir," she said -- "i like your style
come and talk to me a while
we'll wine and dine
where all is fine
and forget the world today--
(as long as you behave)
no--don't, i heard the stories they tell
and i won't buy what you have to sell
they say, little girls, lock your doors,
the devil's come to play
you're better off with mopping floors
than being led astray!"
darling, darling, pretty girl,
you've yet to see the world!
don't listen to those lies:
i'm a gentleman, i assure you,
and i'm never in disguise
so let me see those pretty eyes--
darling, dance with me a while
(and if, in the end,
you're never seen again, well
there's a risk to every game, they say,
and you can't say they
didn't warn you--i enjoy this far too much
or maybe, just maybe, not enough.
but i have a remedy for that, too.)
that's what you get okay it's your fault for mentioning your fucked up taste in men
child_labor: It's making me think of a beach towel my mom has of a grinning shark with sunglasses that says "Trust me."
slkf;hslafhdshg that works too ;;;; lol~
The rest of my day has been summed up in bits of Strange, and props to
kofi and
thehorde for somehow managing not to get lost in my insanity and playing along with my happy!hyper rambling that I'm sure had at least one of them going "WTF" at least once. Especially Erin. Oh poor Erin;;; what kind of fucking crack was I on;;; THANK YOU FOR THE DROOLCUP oh you're so nice to me i love you X*
child_labor: ... by the way, what's the password to my journal? ::Sweatdrop::
ceylon: *****!
child_labor Really? That makes sense.
^ But at least I'm not the only one.
One of the best parts of today included discovering I found the song the line "I wanna love you but my hands are tied" comes from. I didn't even know it came from a song, but there I was listening to it, and I heard it, and I was like, "...! It's in a song! D: !!" For this
Speaking of, I never really got a chance to talk about my wonderfully awesome trip to Orlando.
I also finished a layout for Lexi that she requested (she wanted something simple but elegant and by elegant i mean i'm lying she didn't specify anything other than simple and pretty), the first free account editting I've done in a while. ( It came out pretty nicely. ) I mean, once I could get off my ass and finish it. *A*)/
In fact, it has even inspired me to write a silly poem story JUST FOR HER. I used to write these all the time, little rhyming stories that were just for fun and laughing and cheering people up with. I never claimed to be consistent with my rhyming or meter, either, because that just isn't the point. <333
>)
i have snark with a smile
and i've got a shark's guile
i'll hum a catchy tune
while i'm selling you the moon
then tapdance on your grave--
for no more than a penny a day!
that's a steal, cross my heart
and i'd be so loathe to depart
with it for any less, i promise you
"hey, sir," she said -- "i like your style
come and talk to me a while
we'll wine and dine
where all is fine
and forget the world today--
(as long as you behave)
no--don't, i heard the stories they tell
and i won't buy what you have to sell
they say, little girls, lock your doors,
the devil's come to play
you're better off with mopping floors
than being led astray!"
darling, darling, pretty girl,
you've yet to see the world!
don't listen to those lies:
i'm a gentleman, i assure you,
and i'm never in disguise
so let me see those pretty eyes--
darling, dance with me a while
(and if, in the end,
you're never seen again, well
there's a risk to every game, they say,
and you can't say they
didn't warn you--i enjoy this far too much
or maybe, just maybe, not enough.
but i have a remedy for that, too.)
that's what you get okay it's your fault for mentioning your fucked up taste in men
slkf;hslafhdshg that works too ;;;; lol~
The rest of my day has been summed up in bits of Strange, and props to
^ But at least I'm not the only one.
Me: Wh--.. tell them they need chemo and suddenly they're bossing everybody around like they own you. 9__9
Mom: I know! When I found out he wasn't going to die I decided I wasn't going to take it anymore.
... D: You never fail to shock me, mother.
Mom: I know! When I found out he wasn't going to die I decided I wasn't going to take it anymore.
... D: You never fail to shock me, mother.
Because Hana has a flamingly gay roommate who is unlucky enough to share an apartment with such a happily sadistic bitch.
ceylon: ::tells takima.::
ceylon: ::and then has to stop and explain what girl parts are.::
foxfur: KLSJD Lfsfff
foxfur: rLKSJD ROFL
foxfur: oh god
foxfur: .../)_(\
ceylon: "okay, well--you see. it's kind of like a frog."
ceylon: ".. a frog? D:"
foxfur: A FROG
foxfur: WHAT
ceylon: "yes--a frog. like.."
ceylon: "you know how if you cut open a frog's belly it separates and is all squishy and warm? it's like that."
ceylon: "--HANAME-SAN XO"
foxfur: kljJSDJKDJDJKDKJD
foxfur: OH GOD
foxfur: akslfj s::LEAVES YOU::
Oh meeeg~ I hope you had nice frog dreams. :*
Oh meeeg~ I hope you had nice frog dreams. :*
also this icon is fucking hypnotic i can't stop watching it
mood: robots hahaha :* // music: jump, little children - body parts
Calis: Cey you seem to have an obsession with body parts.
^ In honor of you I'm including my current song on this week's 10.
Also: NO I DON'T I PROMISE
. : . : . : .
JeannieBeenie: Morning guys.
SilliusSoddus: Hey JB!
Maeldwyn: Sillius said BJ!
SilliusSoddus: Ah, dirty-minded dyslexics.
Cey pops up at the mention of dirty-minded dyslexics, and suggests we start a band.
^ Welcome to the Garden of Earthly Delights in the morning. C'mon, that would be such a cool band name. This conversation spawned a whole new one about "singing" and "doing the dishes" which I'm just not going to go into.
What happens when we end up in a discussion of everybody's favorite subject, ass:
Gemelli: It's fantastic.
Cey: Fantasstic?
lopey: fantass-tic.
Cey .. so I definitely read that as "Fanta Ass"
Cey: and four small brightly clothed booty-dancing women suddenly appeared on my desktop.
. : . : . : .
After counting her saying "oh my god" in our conversation a minimum of seven times:
foxfur: oh my god
foxfur: ::shares chocolate::
ceylon: *A* ::takes::
ceylon: you must be having an orgasm every five minutes
ceylon: you're having trouble writing and keep saying "oh my god"
foxfur: lKJSDDDD
. : . : . : .
In other news: I'll be out of town down in central Florida probably the 8th and the 9th visiting
child_labor while she visits a college in Winter Park. If I somehow find a magical excuse to stay longer, I just might ("Hi, I'm Lexi's sister, can I go on tour as well?"), but I'll definitely be back sometime on the 11th because Dad's surgery is scheduled for the 12th.
We're hopeful~
If anyone wants to call me/send me text message sex while I'm out of town or while I'm waiting at the hospital while dad undergoes his surgery, lemme know and I can throw up a friendslock with my number on it.
By the way? Best icon ever.
Calis: Cey you seem to have an obsession with body parts.
^ In honor of you I'm including my current song on this week's 10.
Also: NO I DON'T I PROMISE
. : . : . : .
JeannieBeenie: Morning guys.
SilliusSoddus: Hey JB!
Maeldwyn: Sillius said BJ!
SilliusSoddus: Ah, dirty-minded dyslexics.
Cey pops up at the mention of dirty-minded dyslexics, and suggests we start a band.
^ Welcome to the Garden of Earthly Delights in the morning. C'mon, that would be such a cool band name. This conversation spawned a whole new one about "singing" and "doing the dishes" which I'm just not going to go into.
What happens when we end up in a discussion of everybody's favorite subject, ass:
Gemelli: It's fantastic.
Cey: Fantasstic?
lopey: fantass-tic.
Cey .. so I definitely read that as "Fanta Ass"
Cey: and four small brightly clothed booty-dancing women suddenly appeared on my desktop.
. : . : . : .
After counting her saying "oh my god" in our conversation a minimum of seven times:
. : . : . : .
In other news: I'll be out of town down in central Florida probably the 8th and the 9th visiting
We're hopeful~
If anyone wants to call me/send me text message sex while I'm out of town or while I'm waiting at the hospital while dad undergoes his surgery, lemme know and I can throw up a friendslock with my number on it.
By the way? Best icon ever.