Goddamn and bloody hell.
I can hear the couple next door screaming again...damned walls are thin as rice paper. I'm seriously debating the wisdom of stopping next door with some flowers and mediating their problems for them, just so I don't have to hear the screaming anymore. That idea right now is only second in my mind to slapping them both in the face with a riding crop. Yes, that idea is violent, reactionary and even illegal, but the sound of leather hitting the flesh of the illiterati is just so damned satisfying...
...Despite the caustic journals I have written these past few days, I am really not a black hearted individual intent on dischordia and world destruction. (I would never want to destroy the world anyway, I'd have nothing to conquer if I did that.)
I can be a sweet, loving individual too. In fact, I'm donating my eggs to a couple that can not have children. I've never really had the chance to change someone's life irrevocably for the better before. Hopefully that will balance out my karma and I won't get turned into a frog in the next life for making a zombie porn and paying five year olds a dollar to ask their daddies why mommy's goodnight kisses are so salty. *evilgrin*
..The sucky part of all this is going to be the hormone injection needles, giving up drinking and NO SEX FOR LUCY...dammit.
I am going to be basically straight edge for eight weeks, which may not sound all that bad except for the fact that I live in the House of Vice...and no sex for 8 whole weks...aurggh...well, let's just hope the corner store has a sale on batteries. Yay cheap batteries!~
Other than that, I'm in a great mood....Robin F***ING Black tonight!!! I can't wait!!!!
*dances around a revel fire of the imagination in glee*
I can hear the couple next door screaming again...damned walls are thin as rice paper. I'm seriously debating the wisdom of stopping next door with some flowers and mediating their problems for them, just so I don't have to hear the screaming anymore. That idea right now is only second in my mind to slapping them both in the face with a riding crop. Yes, that idea is violent, reactionary and even illegal, but the sound of leather hitting the flesh of the illiterati is just so damned satisfying...
...Despite the caustic journals I have written these past few days, I am really not a black hearted individual intent on dischordia and world destruction. (I would never want to destroy the world anyway, I'd have nothing to conquer if I did that.)
I can be a sweet, loving individual too. In fact, I'm donating my eggs to a couple that can not have children. I've never really had the chance to change someone's life irrevocably for the better before. Hopefully that will balance out my karma and I won't get turned into a frog in the next life for making a zombie porn and paying five year olds a dollar to ask their daddies why mommy's goodnight kisses are so salty. *evilgrin*
..The sucky part of all this is going to be the hormone injection needles, giving up drinking and NO SEX FOR LUCY...dammit.
I am going to be basically straight edge for eight weeks, which may not sound all that bad except for the fact that I live in the House of Vice...and no sex for 8 whole weks...aurggh...well, let's just hope the corner store has a sale on batteries. Yay cheap batteries!~
Other than that, I'm in a great mood....Robin F***ING Black tonight!!! I can't wait!!!!
*dances around a revel fire of the imagination in glee*
Ok donating your egg to that couple. That's so sweet. But no drinking for 8 weeks. That's rough. I don't know if I could do that.
And thank you for the kind words.
You are quite beautiful yourself.