XD You may have noticed the new layout. Yes, it has monkeys. It is the result of me saying, “Good God, it’s New Year’s Eve. …I wonder what animal this year is. When does the Chinese new year start? Can Neechan draw monkeys in crayon?”

The answers to all these questions are in this layout. You have been given knowledge, grasshopper. Treat it well. And then go read Strings of Fate, because it’s damn good and it’s not a Fruits Basket ripoff, I swear.

Interesting info about the layout: I am told it uses only three Crayola colors. And Neechan almost forgot to give the monkey a tail. But she drew the banana monkey juuuust for me. XD I love my Neechan. And they’re lovely monkeys, too. Much better than I could have drawn.

And Geo, the fanart will be up soon on the forum. ph33r.

*yawn* So bored. And tired. I hate vacations sometimes. Six more days… Argh… >.< This must be the longest winter vacation ever. Nyar. But I hear that I might be getting a snake for my birthday, so I am pleased. ^.^ I love snakes as much as I love swords. They’re just so pretty and sweet and loveable. *cuddlelove* I wouldn’t want one that eats rodents, though. As far as I know, that limits me to the green tree snake, cuz that’s the only one I’ve seen that just eats crickets. But did you know that people just randomly sell tigers and lions and wolves and bobcats and such? Poor things. Wild animals do not make pets. At all. Not even bad pets. Do you know how bobcats kill deer? Yeah, those little things that almost look like house cats kill deer. By biting the throat so rapidly and hard that they tear it out, or by crushing the base of the skull. Yep, great pets.

*ahem* Anyhow. Enough of my pessimism. I wanna work at an exotic animal refuge, or even own one when I grow up. Take care of the poor things when their owners realize, “Good God, there’s a tiger in my house and it’s eating my leg!” I mean, just look at Siegfried and Roy. They’ve worked with big cats forever, and the man had his throat ripped out when he tripped and it tried to catch him. I would not want something that can eat me as a pet. (Keep the big boas away, yes, don’t even let a little one near my neck, thank you very much.) …Okay, NOW that’s enough of my pessimism. I’ll just be going now. After the Social Blog!

Karie: Yeah, that’s the problem with tattoos. There’s a certain part of the machine that *cannot* be cleaned, but it can easily get blood in it. Instant disease! So tattoos are not only permanent (and that’s a very strong word indeed), but they can give you AIDS and other wonderful things. Yay! XD

Geo: So is Brandon, technically. But I am a slasher, and thus can draw whatever I darn well want to. XD Heck, if people can devote portions of the Internet to N*Suck having mad gay orgies, I can draw suggestive fanart. (But to make you feel better, Olan is fully dressed and has an expression of Sheer Terror™.)

Geo: I am lacking file-transfer. >.< Argh. We’ll work something out.

Karie: FF.net sucks. One story in one thousand is worth reading. Literally. …Unless you’re in the KH section, in which case it’s one in two hundred. And I like your car! It’s cute. *purr*

I’ve been thinking about getting some piercings. Nothing dramatic, just re-piercing the ear that closed up in the middle and a hoop at the top of one ear. And I kinda want wing tattoos, but I’m so iffy about doing anything drastically permanent to my body. Mrr. We’ll see. I’m certainly not going to the mall to do any of it; Spider Bite is safer and more experienced and professional. I don’t want some ditz who’s never handled a piercing gun before going at my ears. Nuh-uh. That happened once, and my ear got kinda folded, so the earring went in at a weird angle. Not peachy.

I’ve been drawing a little. Designed a lion-thing that’s actually a Chinese dragon, wouldnt’ya know. I’ll get Neechan to scan it, since she has a scanner now. W00t! I can finally post Reovaign fanart and hopefully rekindle a interest! Yay for nekkid people! XD

Water, water, everywhere, and not a drop to drink.

Forcible idleness has locked my mind in silver chains ’til it is palsied and grey. My body, bereft of direction, resorts to a mockery of the common pastimes of its fair gender, setting aflame assortments of ingredients that should have been soft and sickeningly sweet. Forsooth, I must resort to such meanderings of thought that you here read!

In short, I’m fucking bored. Argh. At least I can watch videos on Pooter-san again. I don’t have the FFVII:AC trailer, though. ;_; I am reduced to reading HP fanfiction with titles such as “Daisychain!Draco” and “Ten Zillion Points From Gryffindor”. Now, if only I could find “Severus Snape and the Death Eaters” again… I think that was the name. It was in the ’70s. Voldemort wore a bridal gown and told Barty Crouch that he was sad because he’d never be a bride. ‘Twas a good story, that. Right up there with the one about Harry and Voldemort being on vacation in Bermuda at the same time. They end up Imperio’ing the bartender to give them more drinks. And then making water balloons out of condoms and throwing them out of a penthouse. Hee hee.

Steph-san, I uploaded Pippin’s song for you into lisette/archives. MT only lets me upload into my archives, so I can’t delete it when you’re done. Sorry I didn’t get it up last night. ;_;

Yesterday was very fun. I finally started feeling human again, so I hung with Steph, Neechan, Shan, and Kimmu. It was very cool, with lots of shooting games and DDR and LotR. Mm, Pippin. And I gave Steph-san many Pixi Stix. XD And she gave me Yukimas presents! I am now a proud owner of chibi-Jenova. *coos* And Shan-san didn’t know what size socks to get me, so he got me infant socks. -_-;; Which backfired, because he awoke my dormant maternal insticts, and had to put up with me staring forlornly at the socks for the rest of the night. ^^;; Gawd, I hate babies. The new Mask movie? It scares the hell out of me. Creeepy baby. But anyway, Steph-san got me real socks, and I have decided that I should stop jokingly asking for the first thing that comes to mind, like socks and rocks. XD

Ooh! And while we were out, we stopped by a store thingy where they sell stuff, and they had Raziel action figures marked at $7.99, but with a 50% off sticker, which would make it $4, right? Well, I was like, “Sweet! So what if the packaging is a little torn? I’m gonna open it anyway, and the figure is fine.” So then the guy rung it up and he’s like, “It’s been marked down even more, so it’s only $2.50.”

Post-Fallen Raziel action figure. For $2.50. If you happen to want one, let me know quick, because there were three left.

Happy birthday, Steph-san! Rar.

Side links updated with neato comics that I’ve been wanting to remember. Go read. Rar.

Happy Christmas, Harry! XD

So I’m still massively sick. Ah well. If you don’t mind catching this horrible thing, Steph-san, I’ll try to hang with you guys, but I make no promises. Meh. Not sure if it’s the flu or what, but it’s very contagious and not at all pleasant.

Guess what I got. Yes indeed, Mum in all her Ebay magic got me the Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children poster. Mere text cannot convey my squees of joy, nor can smiley faces show you my orgasmic happiness. Ah, Sephiroth. *love*

I have many other things as well, but what really matters is that my gifts for others were well-received. I am pleased. ^__^ Love to all! Joyous holidays! Froelichte Weinachten! Joyeux Noel! Gesundheit! XD And here to wish you a happy holiday:

And for once I didn’t have to edit a Santa hat onto his head. XD

Remy: XD Sorry, I forgot to send along word of what those are. They’re little bags of scent, customized for each person. So yes, Remy, that is indeed dog hair, because I think Remus would smell a bit like doggy/wolf all the time. Don’t worry, Padfoot has a heck of a lot more. XD I don’t even remember what all I put in them, but I know Snape has Earl Grey and Ron has Pixi Stix and cinnamon.
Flitwick: I’m so glad you liked it! I hope you find it just as spazzy as I did. I will even attempt translations on request. It makes a little more sense when you know what they’re saying. ^^;; And I think I got this from my little sister, so don’t feel bad.
Trowa: Yes, I got all the presents! And they’re all so wonderful! I may resort to thank-you notes this year. XD I’ll have to do it Malfoy-style, of course. Ooh! And the Joanne’s gift card! *love!* Everything is so wonderful! *squee!*
Geo: Mrr? Try again later? Thank you, come again? ^^;;
Steph-san: It seems I’m just getting into the very-sick stage, so I may not be able to hang with ya’ll for your birthday. ;_; I am so sad. I wanna go!

Gah. I will be very sick indeed for Christmas. >.< And I still have so much to do today! Two more presents to wrap (I've been wrapping all day, except for when I took a break because I almost passed out), laundry to wash, a living room to clean and rearrange and decorate, and most of all I have to wash *me*.

So rather than getting better, I seem to be getting worse. Ugh. Happy Holidays. >.<;; Geez, it’s only 5-ish? I thought it was like, 6 or 7. I wish. Guh. It’s been a long time since I was seriously sick. I had forgotten what it felt like. At least I haven’t coughed up any more blood, ey? ^^;; That was pretty scary.

To commentors: I’ve been subsisting on various kinds of cough drops, actually. Honey-lemon and medicated menthol. I can’t taste anymore. >.<;; And as for you, Geo, you Man of the Sea... I will deal with you later. XD

Now for the non-gross section of this entry:
If you haven't already voted in the homosexual marriage poll, you should. Because a poll of a thin slice of the right-wingers is not a real poll.

This paragraph graphically describes mucous. Just warning you.
So today I stayed home from school, and I’m glad I did. I slept most of the day, and when I woke up from some very odd dreams about aliens that looked like either crows or mutant insects attacking a seashore town, my throat felt a lot better. Well, less painful, at least. So I haven’t had any cough drops today, though I think I’ll go get some when I’m done this because I started trying to cough the mucous out of my throat and that irritated it. But I was freaking out, because I had suddenly coughed up bloody mucous, which is a Not Good Thing, and I wanted to know if I had any more blood in there that wanted out. Apparently not right now, which makes me happy. But now I’m not sure if this feeling of being unable to breathe right is all in my head or real. I think it’s just in my head. But I seem to be getting better, so I should be good to go to Steph-san’s birthday bash. Christmas, however, is an entirely different matter. (I’ve been shaking presents, though, and I think there’s some reeeeaaally good stuff in there. Like a Final Fantasy necklace. *squee!*)

ACK MY THROAT IS DEAD.

That said, I am in a significant amount of pain. It feels like I tried sword-swallowing and failed. >.<;; I suspect I shall be rather ill for the holidays. Damn.

Steph-san, we need must arrange for dropping gifts at your house. I will check with parents to see if I can get wrapping paper and a ride. Remember, the big box is for your birthday, not Yukimas. ^_^

Pippin’s song is happily playing on repeat for moi. Billy Boyd could make a musical career for himself. Plus, he is a sexy bitch. (And my foothold in RPS, but that’s a different story.) I wuv Pippin. XD

…The only other stuff I have to talk about is whiny self-absorbed moaning, so I’ll just leave it at this.