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• Returning to various online art forums to regenerate from several successful art-rallies and Dark Arts venues in the Midwest
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• Samurai 7
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• to execute the best internet stunt in history, and eventually complete my nursing degree before the kids graduate
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• foiling the highway patrol, having fun with powertools, and taking things apart
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Monday, December 11, 2006
BACK...WITH A VENGEANCE...
LOTS OF CHANGES since last I visited….
I had to dye my hair back to a normal color…I am currently looking for a new job, so I need to look somewhat respectable. I bleached out the purple, and now it’s kind of a muted red…and ah, I killed my roots. Oh, well. Still wearing the baby barrettes, though, cuz… I’m weird, what can I say?
Um…and as I said yesterday, I’m in a relationship, again. We’re not ready to co-habitate, or anything—cuz I don’t think I’ll ever make that same mistake again. Emily likes the same kind of music I do—ooh, ooh! And I’m currently on a big MELOTRON kick…I love those industrial groups. We spent our first date going through each other’s music libraries…and um, other things. By the way, I don’t care one whit about IMAGE or celebrity status—the music should stand out based on the merit of its own SOUND, yo.
OH, and Santa really does exist! And he really is a big dude with a grizzled beard and leather boots. Actually, Santa comes in the form of my old man, this year, who decided to place a rather timely phone call to me late last evening. I actually answered my phone, heh—which I tend to do more often these days with the addition of a girlfriend in my life.
(My dad doesn’t know about Emily. He’s not too keen on the whole bisexuality concept…heh. I tried to discuss it with him one time, and he kinda implied that I was oversexed and need to see a shrink…and then blamed it on my mom. yeahhhhh. Big, bad biker dude doesn’t wanna admit his odd-ball dance-clubber daughter might be batting for the other team—WOOTness!)
ANYWAY, yes. He called to inform me that he will be sending three hundred dollars to me next week, along with some cheese and salami and a gift basket. The girls will be getting presents this year, after all!
I might be using fifty of that money to be myself some new art supplies—I’ve thinking of buying some paint, and expanding beyond my tired Crayolas. Emily kinda talked me into it—she’s all wicked impressed with my art, and ah…I admit it. I’m a feedback whore. Does anybody have any recommendations? I have a ton of ideas for my deviantART account—all mature-themed, of course, as is par for the course with sikaurai and her evil alter-ego, the Bowerydweller—and I’m antsy to get started with a new media technique!
Everybody have a good day…
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