PHQ-Nickname:
Scaleskin
Halfquake:
Realms of Draconis
Level:
70
Total kills:
28,678,401
Birthday:
May 13th 1987
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| Mood: | BOOOOM |
| Type: | Diary entry |
| Added: | May 14th 2006, 15:18:59 |
| Visits: | 1333 |
| Series: | [ Scaleskin's thoughts. ] |
| Rating: | Not rated yet. |
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It's that time of year again... the hours of daylight are getting longer, the temperature is rising...
For some that makes them happy, but not your easily-made-nocturnal Syruss Scaleskin.
I have taken to wearing shades every time I go outside now. Sunlight simply burns at my eyes, annoying the hell out of me and causing pain.
Still.. I can pray it doesn't do the same as last year... that heat was nasty...
I have application forms to fill in... chaos to cause, and a world to take over.
My window is wide open, unfortunatly its facing the hill so there isnt much of a breeze cooling things down in here.. I need to move to the front room. That way I can catch the breeze and hopefully things will cool down a bit.
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And now... the better stuff...
I have coke.. I have chocolate.. I have music to listen to ( http://www.siradio.fm ) and an annoying trade to do on Maple Story. My fursuit project is on hold for now until I can get the money together for some more materials. In other words.. I need a job.
Housemates handed me a bottle of very good rum yesterday, havn't opened it yet... but on the other hand, this coke needs something else too... so maybe.
Outside in the back yards are the ashes of the spam mail we get.. some advertisements, and a couple addressed to people who havn't lived here for many years! We can't trace them down, and there is no return address.. grr.
I just got back in from walking a housemate to work... just as I came up the old steps by the church (wearing my gothic cape) a random kid who I may have scared yesterday looks at me and comments "Nice collar."... I simply said "thanks" and continued walking. Best not to scare them too much, it's the chavs I have to scare... whenever they "laugh" at me, I can always detect a hint of fear. I`m a wierdo, therefore unpredictable, therefore not to be messed with. I can see their point... they can't see if I am hiding for example... a dagger? The police trust me for some reason even though they have never met me, and my unique style seems to have earned me the respect of some people.
Ah the advantages of being different.
And the lyrics to vampire club are in my head... "A group of goths is a peaceful thing, would do anything to avoid a fight, but if you really want to see some blood and gore wait 'til the ravers come to the vampire club"... so bloody true.
in other news.. for 666 euros plus a shit load of shipping... I could buy a nice bed that I would be comfortable with..
I sleep nicely in enclosed spaces. |
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