Monday, August 16, 2004

'Yeah, where'd you get that idea?'

I'm finally using the subdirectories feature that Geocities has...I can't believe I just thought about it now. Damn, after creaing all of these categories, moving pages and renaming them, do you know how f*cking long its going to take me to edit all of the pages and insert the new URLs???? Well, I guess I'll live. Atleast I've finally found a way to keep track of all of my pages and whatnot, heh. On other website related news, I've started to create a fanlisting of my own. Its going pretty well and its proving to not be all too difficult a thing to make. Hell, if I keep working on it at the rate I've been all night, I might have it almost completed by the time I go to bed. I plan on making other fanlistings as well. Actually, I know I will be, especially if this one gets rejected from TheFanlistings.org. Because if it does, then I'll want to make another one and correct my misakes on my first one. Comedies made my night Well, when I went back to my mom's house last night after spending a few hours at my dad's, I decided to watch some of the other movies that we had rented. We had rented four movies, one of which was Kill Bill Volume 2 and the other three were 13 going on 30, Starsky and Hutch and Johnson Family Vacation. Since I was in the mood for some comedy, I decided on watching Starsky and Hutch and Johnson Family Vacation. They were both absolutely hilarious! I'm sure they probably would have been even funnier had it not been 1 AM and myself being a bit tired. *sighs* Damn you NetZero. Damn you. I'm getting sick of you, you f*cking unreliable f*cking ISP. All I'm trying to do is write up a myO post and you f*cking disconnect me for inactivity because its been about...oh, lets see...two minutes since I last did anything. Oh. Wow! I've been really inactive haven't I? *grumbles more curse words at NetZero* Whatever. If that just doesn't piss you right off...this will. You all remember that guy I was talking about? From a friend of mine's forums? Well, he responded to my PM that I sent him I don't know how long ago. I can't tell you exactly what he said because I deleted the PM, but it did go something like this: Your being smart about it and that's making me mad. That's almost as if he's saying being smart is a bad thing. God, what a jackass. Since I'm really getting fed up with the whole ordeal, all I said was this: Fine dude, whatever. Well, I said something like that... I've made only one new Metal Gear Solid banner. Its pretty good. I guess. Well, I like it, but, I mean, I made it so I really have to like it, lol. Could you be any slower? I really must say, OB seems really, really slow to me. I mean, I've barely found anything to post in there that's caught my interest, nobody's posted in any of the current RPG's that I'm in, Tony still doesn't have Torment up and I just haven't been interested in any of the new RPG's that have been posted to sign up for them. Thank god OB's not the only place I ever go to, or I wouldn't have anything to do when I'm on the internet. Finally, the trip nears Yep, the camping trip that me, my mom, Lonnie, Blaike, Xio and Robin are going on is finally nearing. Today is the 16th of August and the first day of our camping trip is the 21st so the trip is... Holy crap. Its a lot closer than I thought it was. Its only five days away. Five days! Which reminds me, I need to get ahold of Xio because I have something extremely hilarious to tell her, if she hasn't seen it already. Which also brings up the point that she hasn't updated since the 4th and I haven't seen her on MSN or OB for awhile either...I know she was going camping with her family, but, jeez, I know she can't still be camping. School. Is. Coming. Soon. School's going to be starting soon. I go back the 31st, so that's in about...15 days. Oh, and my dad gets out of jail in about 24 days. =D Gah, I hate my school. Bunch of hicks. I was looking at the school year planner thing that they sent us, and we only get 11 days off for Christmas Break. 11 days! Last year we got like, 15 or 16! I think our Spring Break is around 9 or so days long... My school must be trying to make us not have any vacation. Like, every year they'll slowly shorten our vacations, day by day until we have none left. Then, they'll take away our weekends and then, they'll take away our entire summer! Yes. I'm sure that's what they're doing. Don't you all think so? Its all a conspiracy. Just like doors and Gatorade bottles. Oh right, you're all waiting for me to post my story, aren't you? Alright, I'll finally do it. I would have posted it during one of my last updates, but I wanted to make sure that Mimmi was back from London and wasn't going to miss any. =P Continuing from, uh, eh, where we left off...last week. Yeah. “Ok, Vercetti. You’re ready to go to your cell. It is 3C. Here are your clothes.” The doctor informed me and handed me my clothes. I quickly put them on while he gave me a little advice. “Don’t get into too many fights or the stitches will let go and it wont heal right.” He warned. I nodded and left the hospital section of the jail. I slowly walked to my cell. I opened the door and saw Victor already in there, changed, looking at my drawings that were still here from yesterday. I laughed. “You like those?” I asked. Victor looked at me. “Hey Tommy. Yeah, they’re pretty cool.” He said. “Flip them over.” I instructed. Victor flipped them over and saw that it was a puzzle. He began putting the pieces together and didn’t look surprised when he finished. The pieces of paper put together formed a picture of me, shooting Sonny in the back with a PSG1. “That’s pretty good.” He mumbled. “Maveski, Vercetti, you got visitors ” a cop said banging on the door. The cop unlocked it and let us out. “Vercetti, a young lady suggested you two have a private visiting room. Maveski, you can come with me. Vercetti knows his way around.” The cop said and walked off with Victor. I walked down the hall, toward the private visiting rooms. I opened the door to the one with my name on it. I was instantly tackled by Mercedes and given a huge bear hug. “Oh Tommy! I love you so much! I just had to visit you ” Mercedes squealed, squeezing me tighter. A hidden Cortez spoke up. “Thomas, please take a seat. I must talk to you.” “Wait a minute, if you’re here, then who’s visiting Victor?” I asked worriedly. * * * “Alright Maveski. Just go in. You have ten minutes.” The cop said. Victor opened the door and went in. After closing it, a gun went to his head. He gulped. “Wha, what do you, you want with me?” he nervously asked. Sonny smiled. “Sit down, please. We want to make a deal.” He said, gesturing to the chair across from him at the small table. Victor slowly sat down. He looked around and saw Joey and Tony standing behind Sonny and Luigi blocking the door. “Victor, we wish you to kill Tommy. In the most horrible way imaginable. We are willing to pay two billion dollars for it to be done.” Sonny proposed, a gleam in his eye. Victor glanced at Tony and Joey. Then looked back at Sonny. “I have considered your offer and I-” I suddenly barged down the door. “What do you want with him, Sonny?” I demanded. “Please, do continue Victor.” Sonny prodded. Victor began to sweat and looked back and forth from Sonny, to Joey, to Tony, to me. “Um, uh, and I uh, um, accept! I accept!” he said, sweat now pouring down his face. “Accept what?” I angrily asked. “Um, I, uh-” “He’s accepted to kill you.” Sonny finished for him I sighed. “I really didn’t want to have to do this.” I slammed his head into the table. Victor passed out and fell from the chair. Sonny pulled out his gun from inside his jacket. He aimed it at my head. “Go ahead, Sonny. You’re in a prison. They can just throw you in a cell right away. The inmates will help. Most of them hate you. So do it. I dare you.” I challenged. Sonny scowled. “You’re lucky we’re in a prison or I’d have already blown yours and Victor’s brains out. Instead I’m just going to shoot you somewhere else.” He quickly re-aimed and shot my left arm. Right away I could tell it had gone right through my bone and had cracked it badly. I quickly tore a piece off of Victor’s shirt and tried to wrap it around my arm. I couldn’t do it. It was impossible for me to do it with one hand. Mercedes ran over and took the wrap from me. She wrapped my arm up quickly, still with a gun to her head. She finished and sat down next to me. She held me tightly and dug her head into my shirt. “Come on, let’s go before a cop comes.” Sonny ordered. They all holstered their weapons and walked out the door. “Thomas, let Mercedes take you to the doctor. I will take Victor back to his cell. What is the cell number?” he asked. “It’s 3C and Cortez,” Cortez looked over at me while lifting Victor off of the floor. “Yes, Thomas?” “Victor panicked. He’s not really going to kill me. He just said it to get Sonny off his case. I heard it in his voice.” I explained. Cortez nodded. Mercedes helped me up. She put pressure on my arm as we walked out of the room and made our way to the doctor’s. We reached the doctor’s quickly and I got in right away. Before I went into the Emergency Room we said our good byes and kissed. * * * © Kayla Neff/DDG 2004 Remember to check the Story Archive for the rest of the story! Oh, cool. We're nearing the part of the story where my writing skills really improved. *grins* Well, good night/morning everyone. I'm off to work on my website and surf a few of my friends forums. -DDG (Damn you! Damn you NetZero! They f*cking disconnected me again! This is the second time while writing this post! The second time!)

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