That was really funny. But given the town we knew each other from isn't so big, and the things we mentioned..still, craziness!
On topic: Rave - booked flights to go to australia for 5 days end of next month. Amazingly, took a super amount of organising to get time off work, so by the time that was sorted, was SUPER EXCITED, even if it is half the amount of time I originally wanted to go for.
Friend came into some extra money, so she and her husband called me up, took me out, and got me drunk. Nothing as awesome as drinking on someone else's tab. Fabulous night.
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What would have been an excruciatingly boring work day (nothing to do yet, training hasn't started so I literally show up and do nothing) turned into a lot of fun, even though I probably looked like a maniac trying not to giggle at my computer screen. Lots of hearts for saving me from boredom.
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Only ten? I'll be impressed when you hit 12. Which was easy for me... and then they burned my heart and now I can't even sleep ten hours ... yet... (probably only a coincidence because they were waking me up at 6 am in the hospital and my body somehow adapted in two days.)
When Canada rules the world, things will be... nii~ice.
3 weeks and 2 flat tires later, I am finally done with the stupid paper route. Thing is I need another source of income now. Was debating whether to make this a rant or rave, decided there were not enough raves in the world.
I lived off a country road in middleofnowhere, Texas for about six months and in about two-month span, I had 8 flat tires (two exploded, the others were easy-patches)
Rave: So glad to be 450 miles from that awful place.
Never before has three pieces of paper been received with the screaming, shouting and jumping about usually reserved for teenage girls at a Justin Beiber concert.
Haha, I still remember that time you and Steven were on Skype raving about Murray. Still have no idea what was going on that day, but I was getting lunch today and we saw Murray going for his grand slam dealie.
I was running some errands this morning, and endured a particularly horrible bus ride. I was seated across from a corpulent man in sweat pants, the front of which were soiled with stains about which I will not speculate for the sake of my own sanity. He stank shamelessly, as though he hadn't bathed in over a month, with undertones of sour booze and cheap cigarettes to round out the nauseating bouquet. This would have, in itself, been terrible enough, but his face looked incredibly familiar. It wasn't until two little girls got onto the bus, and I noticed his porcine eyes glaze over with lecherous delight that I realised where - the guy was a known sex offender. He had been kicked out of my sister's place of employment last Christmas for pleasuring himself in the fitting rooms, and I had been present to witness the entire debacle.
Why is this a rave, you might ask? Well, I hopped off the bus about twenty minutes later, glad to have escaped the stench, and proceeded to my mom's house to drop off an ink cartridge. When I got there, I told her about my unpleasant bus ride, and she got so worried - even though I'm well into my twenties, and in no danger of being targeted by a kiddie-fiddler - that she gave me a ride home. But only after plying me with plums and zucchini from her garden, and then taking me out for an incredible brunch. My mom is awesome.
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I just decided to cook dinner after just living off takeout and restaurants for a while. My end result was an entire roast chicken which I let cook in a crock pot for twelve hours, several corn on the cobs, and good old fashioned stuffing.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Birthday yesterday. Mum went out to buy some delicious chicken, triple-chocolate cake, and burritos. Picture taking of cake involved me wearing shades and doing this pose(of the guy on the right) in front of the cake:
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Honourable, knight eternal,
Darkly evil, cruel infernal.
Necromanctic to the core,Dance with death forever more.
Stories by Jurixe and Stories by Jurixe 2
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There is a subtle but satisfying difference between dining and eating
When Canada rules the world,
things will be... nii~ice.
When Canada rules the world,
things will be... nii~ice.
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
I was like "HELL YEAH. MURRAY. YES."
"I didn't know you followed tennis."
"I DON'T, IT'S A BRO THING."
Counter rant: No one's here to enjoy this with me
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby