Monday, November 1, 2004

My costume.
Ooh! Scary ghost! Spooky spooky!

Okay, I know it's kinda lame, but at least I dressed up, neh?


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Stuffs
Halloween sucked. Kids didn't come to my house, because apparantly, they're too stupid to know that you don't need to have a friggen pumpkin to be givin out candy.

Weird city stuff. Did you know that in Victoria you can only buy fireworks around holidays? Yeah. It's.. bizarre. Something I never knew.

Also, I hate fireworks. In case anyone wonders.. people are really fascinated with them.. and I don't know why.

My comic's up. :) It's kinda cute.

(You keep those squirrels away from me, Eric. Grr grr.)

-Rayne
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Regarding my comic
If anyone from Azale is reading this, I'll be updating it in a few hours. Sorry, but I was kinda busy yesterday.

It'll be worth it, I promise.

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Sunday, October 31, 2004

Happy Halloween!
OMFG!!!

O M F G!

It's Halloween, and I am so excited that I am even too lazy to type out the letters to oh my fucking god. I am, seriously, an elite hacker dork, fer sure.

(Oh look, I typed it out anyway. Well then.)

I'm dressing up, even though I have to work tonight. My costume doesn't really work with my hair (I thought my pink hair would have faded enough by now to be kinda ghosty like, but it's still hot pink. It looks cool though.), but I'm going as a sorta Renaissance Ghost sort of thing. If I can figure out how to curl my hair without a curling iron. Cause I don't have one.

Maybe just a spooky ghost. Ooh spooky ghost!!

(I actually have a neat dress, so it's not as lame as it sounds, seriously. ^^;)

I drew a fair picture of Faith and Hope for Amber for her letter, if you wanna see it. I'm really proud of it.
I called it Gemini. Click here. Waii! Please? I'm so happy with how Hope's hair came out. x.x

Anyway, don't forget to set back your clocks cause Daylight savings is back in effect today, neh?

-Rayne
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Wednesday, October 27, 2004

I'm so confused.
My landlord is mowing the lawn.

Thats.. fine, I guess.

But we don't have a lawn. It's all concrete.

He's been out there for two hours.

So much for sleeping for work...


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~sigh~ Yeah...
It's always depressing when the weekend winds to an end. I actually completely slept through Monday; literally passed out at ten am after work and slept until three am the next day.

So I lost that day.

Yesterday was great, though. Spend the day with Luke (fiance) and Chelsea (best friend) marauding around the city. I went and had my engagement ring checked up and cleaned; People's does it as often as it needs it, but if you don't go it voids the warrenty..

I saw this really pretty necklace there I want to get for my mother for Christmas.

It has a mother reaching to her daughter across this gold heart; the problem is, it's a hundred dollars. So I gotta start saving so I can buy it for her. I don't.. have a hell of a lot of extra money right now, not with saving for the house and all..

Oh. Something that blew Luke and I away yesterday.

There's a house in North Nanaimo, that we can put down money on, really really soon.

We're considering it too. It's.. not too far away, and on a ten year lease, we wouldn't be paying much each month. Wouldn't it be nice to own our own house by the time we're thirty? In January we might buy... it's nerve racking, though.

Anyway, last night we went to White Spot; I swear, I was high on caffeine or something of the sort. Chelsea made me laugh so hard I had to go throw up in the bathroom. x.x I swear to God, thats not a habit of mine.

Creepy shiznit.

Anyway. I'm off. I should be in bed.

Bye.

-Rayne
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Monday, October 25, 2004

No fuckin shit!
GodDAMN!

I am so sick of approving these completely mundane, completely uncreative, boring, run of the mill character profiles for people who I know will never actually post anything except dumb crap like

'lol, u guyz, my mom groundeded me, and now I can't rpg for a week'
or
'I'm lost, and I'm too lazy to read the archives'
or
'this is gay, there's no hentai here'

For the love of fuckin Christ! Why is every noob's character exactly the fuckin same?!

-Silent
-Angsty
-'Mysterious'
-Moody
-'The loner'
-black hair, some dark coloured eyes
-no parents, 'mysterious past'

Gah. GAH!

I don't fuckin get it! I just don't! And if you're gonna play a damned character like that, don't make their entire purpose in life to score or make friends or get a goddamned girlfriend! They're the loner, right?! Act like it!

.. sometimes I hate being a moderator.. other times I love it. This is one of those times when I'm not so sure.

GAH! Fuckin kid! Choke on a waffle!

-Rayne
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Thursday, October 21, 2004

A very.. obscure rant about chicken.
Okay, for the reference, before you read this, you need to take a few things in mind:

One: I am a vegetarian. I am not blatantly loud about my views, but I'm still a vegetarian. The only time I GET angry about that sort of thing is when someone's all like 'hahaha, but why would you not want to eat dead bloody animal carcass? Hahaha.'

Two: I don't like soup. Not at all. Something about it.. urks me.

Three: I have worked both Meat Department in a Grocery store, and I currently work the Soup Isle in another. I don't mind either of these jobs, but I'd prefer not to particalarily think about what I'm doing. For instance; last night was spent thinking of a particular thread I'm rpging. I generally daydream a lot.

Okay, so here it goes.

Why the fuck are there so many fucking different kinds of fucking chicken soup?! Not one, not two, no no.. but like, twelve.

And they have the stupidest fucking names! What the hell?! 'Chicken a la King?' Does that like, make you feel better or something? King of the chickens. Yum yum.

There are like four different kinds of chicken noodle soup too. With pieces of chicken. Without. With herbs. With spices. 'Dark chicken'. I don't get it. Does it actually taste any different? It comes from a tin. How good could it be?

Sorry. I realisd today that half the soup isle is beef and the other is chicken. There are zero vegetable soup that isn't made in 'beef broth' (I don't know what that actually is, but it sounds wrong.) so I don't shop there.

Thats it. I've wasted your time. Go eat something thats good for you.

.. carrots are nice with ranch dressing.

-Rayne
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Saturday, October 16, 2004

Good times. :3
I'm having a good day. Something makes you realise you're getting older when going grocery shopping and 'splurging' on freakin cookies makes your day great. But who the hell doesn't love cookies?

Crazy fuckin boneheads, thats who. Non liking.. cookie boneheads.

Last night was an absolutely insane shift. I had a run-in with a customer (as well as all of the Paper Chemical Department) after the store wasn't stocked at opening.

Okay, first I'll lay out the situation:

I am in foods. Soup. I've said this before, remember? Soup bitch. Forevah!

Anyway. Moving on. All seems well, so we start to pull off skids to the front for features. I am completely ill witted about what time it is. Then, BAM, over the speakers:

'The store's gonna open in ten minutes, guys. Why haven't you packed up yet?'

Ten minutes? The hell I'm gonna be done stacking these hundred plus cases of pudding in ten minutes. Especially since said cases need to be opened, right?

Somehow, I manage it in fifteen. I really don't know how, but there was much cursing involved, let me tell you. A cashier said I should mind my mouth. I wasn't wearing a nametag so I told her to mind my foot up her ass.

I can happily say she was far less cheerful then.

I love being on nights.

Anyway. Again. We take it all off the floor. Yes, everything is well. (granted I knocked over some cheerio skid in the back after that. More cursing happened then, but the cardboard guy thought it was funny, so he didn't tell me to mind anything.)

Wrong! Not well! Not well at all! Because apparantly, the chemical isle is *not done yet.*

Isles are supposed to be done at seven; the store opens at eight. It is now 8:15. The managers are freaking out. Chaos is the backroom. The stupid fuckin daycrew is milling around all over the place. They are in our way. Constantly. They don't move. They're slow as hell, and they refuse to yield to a 5'4 girl yelling while carting a power jack.

Now, being completely panicked, I knock over some fruitsnacks. Lots of em.

Carboard guy helps me again.

Now it's 8:25.

(You may be laughing cause I keep knocking things down. To be honest, this is commonplace for me. I'm a complete klutz. Usually, though, I knock less things over when I'm not stressed out. I was angry, stressed, and swearing A LOT.)

We got to chemical. Boxes are EVERYWHERE. There are six people in there including me. Cardboard, boxcutters, and plastic wrap is everywhere.

A woman complains that she needs her Tide now. Apparantly her life is not complete without bothering people who really would honestly be elsewhere. Like off work. As we're supposed to be. At seven am.

Anyway. We're not really great at customer service. First we pretended she wasn't there, but then she insisted. Some bonehead tried to come down the other end with a shopping cart. Someone swore at them. I think it was Richard.

I asked which one she wanted. But she wanted to get it herself. Someone else told her to come back later. She was mad when she left, but we finished after that.

Oh yeah, I almost ran some old guy down with a skid of bacon that was left out in the cooler isle too.

That was bad. I felt horrible. At least I didn't knock him (or anything else) over.

.. oh. On my final note.

The next time you're shopping and you know, you pick up something..

Then you wander down some isle, fuck up the display there, or knock something down.. and drop this particular item you no longer want there..

remember that you're pissing off some really antisocial person who works every fricken night. I swear to god, any more soap or friggen candy or whatever in my isle, and there's gonna be rampagin. Good and.

:) I'm in a good mood. Sometimes complaining about work entertains me though. I don't know why.

^_^

-Rayne
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Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Sorta kinda update
I finally have my drawing table! And today I get a couch! A COUCH!

(you're looking at me funny, but...I know you're jealous.)

This is awesome. All I need now is to find a way to like, hide or get rid of my tv. Blech. It takes up so much space.

Maybe I can hook my PS2 up to my computer monitor? I don't know?

-Rayne
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