*yawn* Going to bed soon. Today was very tiring, ’specially seeing as I woke up around 4am. >.< But it was so fun. We ended up going to two haunted houses, and I was moderately terrified, except for the room with the hanging body bags. *whimper* It was like walking into Silent Hill, I swear. That’s the best comparison I can give. And Silent Hill scares me more because of the idea of a personalized, unescapable hell than because of anything gross or mind-trippy, so I hope you can see why I froze up and had to be dragged through. XD It was so cool, though. I still love the spinny room. It’s like, the Twilight Zone or something. No really - it’s a thin walkway going straight through a room that’s just stars spinning around and around and… And you’re wearing 3-D glasses, so it’s trippy. XD

Aaaanyway. I need to settle down so I can sleep. *changes playlist* Mm, much better. No more rap. So yeah, I think I’ll see about editing the crap I posted earlier today, and that should put me right to sleep. XD Unless I start swearing at the horrible tenses I mauled in the latter piece. Man, how did I manage that? I can’t even tell what tense it’s supposed to be. ^^; Ah well, it’s short, so slogging through it shouldn’t be that bad…

ETA: And Death said, “Why weren’t you at my party last night, man?” *cracks up*

I hate to blog twice so quickly, but I can only do one cut per entry with MT, and I didn’t want this to contaminate my Sanzo piece. XD See, as soon as I in the shower, Ukoku was like, “Write about me, now. You understand me.” And I was like, “Omg no! You’re a gross psychopathic weirdo that plays with dolls!” And he was like, “Exactly. Oh, hey, that gives me an idea. Write about my boy.” And so I did.

I really wish psychopathic doll-loving weirdos weren’t Sanzos.

So anyway, I haven’t touched this beyond the original writing of it, and I’m positive I pulled another tense change about two paragraphs in, so if bad writing offends you I recommend not clicking on the following link. (I can’t believe I manged to decently pull off weirdo-Sanzo-talk. I mean, Sanzo-talk is bad enough, because of all the hidden meaning couched in odd phrases, but weirdo-Sanzo-talk? Eesh.) Warnings for spoilers, I think. Kami-sama arc, Reload, and possibly installments in Zero-Sum. I don’t remember. >.< If you're familiar with the Kami-sama arc, you should be fine.

ETA: Fixed the damn tenses as much as I can. Only Ukoku could make tense shifts sensible. >.< Still spoilers galore.
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Man, today is gonna be awesome. Going out with Steph and Shan, so I shall be the only non-S person, but that’s okay. XD We’re going to a haunted house and everything. It’ll be great.

I had the weirdest dream last night. It incorporated the movie I saw yesterday, “When the Bough Breaks”, and Saiyuki stuff, and then some creepy stuff from my own brain. It was the greatest Halloween dream evar! XD Just scary enough to be really interesting and not wake me in terror.

Speaking of Saiyuki, I have a growing affinity for Gojuun. He’s just so cool, yanno? I read a sad fic where he dies horribly. ;_; See, he was going to save Tenpou and Kenren, and he was all like, “How dare you?” but then Li Touten was like, “Kill him,” so Homura stabbed him and he died with this really confused look because you just can’t kill a dragon that easily. And then everybody else died, too, but that was the saddest part. (Fortunately, I already know that’s not how it goes in the manga, although he will die at some point. Duh, he gets reborn on Under Heaven.) But anyway, I still love Sanzo. He’s over his rain-angst now, and he says he wants me to write Reload fic, but he hasn’t given me anything more than stream-of-consciousness on a canon bit. It’s even shorter than his rain piece. >.< I should write it anyway, but I gotta get ready for Shan and Steph's visit. Maybe just a little before I jump in the shower...

20 minutes later: Oops, forgot to save this entry before writing. ^^; I finished the Sanzo thingy, though! Spoilers for vol. 1 of Reload. Warnings for Sanzo being nice. (Omg! It's canon!) XD Also warnings for the use of "gnaw." In other words, no warnings whatsoever. XD I used my own lovely translation, so don't bug me about how I did Sanzo's last line wrong. I know it's supposed to be "will" and not "would," but I like this better. Makes more sense.
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The rain is practially thunderous. It’s funny how Sanzo can be so noisy just by being silent.

Karie: *glomps back*

Geo: *hearts imaginary icon*

Kira: It didn’t really come up. I don’t talk much around her anymore. The comics are indeed wonderful and made me happy. I still *heart* you, no worries there.

Going to sleep as soon as I finish this, because I’m tired and it’s time for bed. Saiyuki fanfiction will be there in the morning. I still haven’t made my costume. Ah well. I’ll do something in the morning, perhaps.

I read the Gaiden manga - the bits after the first volume, except for the most recent chapter. It’s insanely sad. Poor Nataku - poor Goku. Although chibi!Seiten Taisei Son Goku is the most adorable/evil/awesome thing ever. Gaiden is generally very angsty, though. I wish I knew more about Homura. (I read his one and only manga appearance, too. I wonder if Minekura approves of his existence? Maybe he messes up her timeline?) Homura is shiny and I like his chain fetish. I want four feet of chain hanging between my manacles, man. So cool. Yet another cosplay I want to do. ^^; Bed now, I think.

I wonder if lj has a mood icon for “rage and angst”. Probably not, but that is my current mood. Fortunately, Geo is the Messiah. ^_^ No, I shall not elaborate.

Today is cleaning the kitchen. And the pantry, which makes me squeamish. I am also rather worries, because Mum didn’t say “clean the pantry as well”, she said “put that stuff on the counters away”, and the last time I made room to put things away she went ape-shit on me and still refuses to admit that there was no room for the new dishes. But there simply isn’t room in the pantry, so maybe I can get away with tossing some of the old stuff? >.< I’m terrified about the whole thing, quite frankly. Mum doesn’t understand that it hurts when she yells at me as much as if she were to hit me, and thinks that everything is peachy because she’s never hit me. So now I’m stuck cleaning the kitchen while I’m torn between wanting to cry and wanting to puke because I’m so scared. To quote a song, however, “I am not complaining, I’m just making observations.” I like to talk about things, it seems. Doing things is another matter - and I shall go get back to work on the kitchen now.

I turned in applications today. Apparently it’s not enough. Whatever. *is sullen* I want food. I had a little for breakfast, but it’s lunchtime now. I’m not used to eating multiple meals. >.< But tummy says food, so I shall feed it. Oh, and I'm trying to draw Hikage some fanart, because Steph keeps drawing really pretty stuff, and the only fanart I have for Hikage is really, really old and horrible. ^^; *sketch sketch* Oh, hey! I like this pose! Swordy swordy swordy. XD Wish I could do cool perspective stuff, but swords shall be enough. Mrar. He's a little oddly-proportioned, but I shall happily ignore that in favor of the cool pose. I would show ya'll, but I have no scanner. ^^; Man, I want a tablet... I bet it's so much easier than a mouse. ^^; Remind me to ask Steph about how to upload onto the oekaki board. This drawing will need color.

Anyhow. Gonna go eat and sketch. It seems I'm on quite the artistic kick. ^^; Hopefully I'll actually finish this drawing... My drawing pencils taste bad. >.< I carry them in my mouth, so I'm very used to the taste, but it's still icky.

ETA: Deleted the last ETA, and also the previous entry. I shall not angst. (Comments deleted as well, with my apologies, but it makes me angry.) So instead, have some lovely Flash animation.

Yay! I slept! I shall now go to bed at 9 every night and get up at seven or eight. No more sleeping until noon! That’s what started this whole thing in the first place. I’m very glad to see daylight again, and going out yesterday with Karie was awesome. I managed to stay up and not nap, by the way. I ended up sketching like mad, and I’ve yet to look at the sketches to see how bad they are, but it entertained me at the time. I stayed awake until after dinner, and then I was too tired to stay up for Lost, so I went to sleep until Nicole called (and I’m so sorry I could hardly talk! Don’t worry about waking me, I’m an idiot for pulling the whole thing. I just wish I’d been coherent enough to chat. ^^;) and then I went back to sleep. I also, at some point, changed the sidebar links yet again. I’m absolutely in love with Fallen and Tourniquet, which are gorgeous comics with supernatural beings with odd body parts. Like wings. I love wings. ^_^ I got rid of some old art sites, which have been delegated to my browser Favorites list. See, the sidebar is for me. It’s easy access to all my current favorite sites, which I visit obsessively, and all the journals of friends whose URLs I happen to have, which I visit stalker-ish-ly. XD Of course, I visit my own blog like a maniac - ever since I made it my homepage, I’ve been giving about 50 hits a day to myself. Of course, I also get an obscene number of hits from people looking for “artsy icons” who should all go to Livejournal and search for “icons” in Interests. (It tempts me to post all the ugly icons I’ve made, like my current avatar on Words of the Mind. I used a template.) I’ve gotten hits from every single continent on the face of the planet, too! Last time I checked I hadn’t gotten any from Africa, so I’m very pleased. ^_^

Shan: If you keep that up, Dad will never let me speak to you again. ^^;

So I just finished filling out the applications I got, since Hikage brought Steph over. (I needed her address.) I lost the application to the supermarket, though. I’m not very sad. It’s an hour’s walk in good weather, and winter’s about to hit. I really have no desire to be found dead in a snowdrift, which almost happened once when I walked to school, which was a similar length. Not fun.

P.S. Oh, and the sketches I did? Awful. But I drew cool things this morning, so it makes up for it. Yay for funky demon-things!

So yeah, I saw Karie had commented and so I called and we hung out and she is wonderful and kind and fed me muchly. ^_^ I napped a bit before she got here, which refreshed me enough that I could be coherent and perky. Wal-mart is fun, yes it is. And I still say you should go with the flourescent light halo. ^^; Or horns, those are good. Try a drugstore, maybe? They always have lots of costume stuff.

The house smells funny from the plumbing stuff. I think it might be making me a little high. ^^; Since I didn’t see Dad, I wonder if he had to leave? I probably just missed him, is all. Haven’t done any more work on the sketch, as I just got back from hanging out, but I still like it. ^_^ Things like the arms and right thigh and absurdly long neck will get smoothed out as I go along, I promise. For once, I like the torso. ^^; This is highly unusual.

I want to nap again, darn it. >.< At this rate I’ll never sleep tonight and I’ll put myself through this all over again.

It’s five in the freaking morning. I have never been this stupid before in my life. “Oh hey, I’ll just talk to people on the other coast until three in the morning and then look at pretty pictures until I pass out.” Smart, Lisette. Very smart.

So I got tired and looked at the clock and realized the time and went to go to bed and realized it’s getting light out. Hell. So I’m resetting my sleep schedule, which desperately needed a resetting anyway. I expect I shall be very grouchy come 7-ish, as that is usally the time of much sleeping for me. (I’ve noticed from past all-nighters that I’m tired and grouchy during the time I would normally be asleep, but once it’s my wakey time I’m chipper.) Mrrr. I shall have coffee. Much coffee. …In several hours. >.< Goddamn.

So, brain, tell me. What is happening tomorrow? Plumbers are happening tomorrow, Lisette. Yes indeed, for they showed up today (yesterday) for all of ten minutes, yes they did. The plumbers suck, Lisette. Mm-hmm. But they will be back today, and they will be here early, but not as early as I'm awake. I'm up so late I'm up early. Hee hee.

And the above paragraph, ladies and gentlemen, is what you get when you let Lisette type whatever she wants in a stream-of-consciousness. Lisette is clearly insane. Or very tired. Flip a coin.

I expect none of this will make any sense come morning. I will look upon this entry and all shall love me and despair - wait, wrong script. That is, I shall look upon this entry and wonder at my foolishness in writing to keep myself awake. For there is little use for words that say nothing. Yessss. I am wise in my sleep-deprivation.

And I just wrote all of that in TEN SECONDS. ...Or something. I did not pause for breath, that I know. Type type type. I'm so noisy when I type. And looking back on this entry now, it oddly enough makes perfect sense. But then it's only a few seconds after typing it. I want to sleep. I think I shall draw instead. Oekaki board, away!

ETA: 5:42am Thank god for Prt Scrn. Still working on it. I want it to be Sephiroth. He needs hair. Two layers deep right now, Pencil tool at some obscene transparency so you can tell I spent a lot of time on the hands and barely brushed out the wings. I like wings. I daresay I’m good at wings. Certainly, they’ve been my specialty for several years now. But yes, pretty sketchy niceness drawn with mouse because I want for a tablet. Looong neck.

New layout as of yesterday, as you probably noticed. ^_^ I’m still getting used to it myself, but it feels a bit friendlier, if that makes sense. It invites me to click upon the various links. Mmm. And I got myself some fanlistings. (I don’t care if Zax is unrecognizable, omgwtfbbqplzkthx.) Remember to check out the alt tags on the various images. ^_^ And can you find Vincent? I bet you can.

So aaaanyway. I currently have three windows of fanfiction open. One for searching ff.net (get insanely boring when you don’t have someone to share the terrible summaries with), one for surfing for new HP fic in Glassesreflect, and one for lotrps, which I am shamefully addicted to. I downloaded pictures of French rugby players and debated springing for a decent anatomy book. I decided against it. I have French rugby players, after all. ^_^ Shan and I argued about the meaning of life, and I have been chewing on the drawstrings of my pants. It’s giving me indigestion. ^^; I should stop. Er, any time now. Yep. Gonna stop chewing on the drawstrings…

So the plumbers are insanely late today. Apparently the guy that was going to come got fired this morning for leaving customers hanging, which of course left us hanging. The Boss said he’d come and do it personally, but he was in a meeting (with the Big Boss who came all the way from Texas omgwtfbbq) and so we had to wait for that to be done and then he’s on his way, yes he is, except he needs to pick up the truck first - and that was half an hour ago, and they’re four hours late. I’m amused, really. I got to flush the toilet, so all is well. XD So theoretically, the Boss is coming to fix our plumbing. I am so amused.

Meep! *runs away from a spider and comes back to the computer an hour later* …Is it gone? Seems to be…