Guess what?

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In short, I've missed you lovely motherfuckas and motherfuckettes (my new favorite word lol)! How have you been, guys and dolls? Things have been good on my end! But first, let's get down to business (To defeat the huns!!!). Thanks for all of your wonderful comments on my last blog, guys! I love you all and will get around to responding to those and the messages!!!!! Promise!

OKAY! So, where to begin! Okay, well, to begin, my first two weeks of work have been going well! I love the place! The only complaint I have:



It's unforgivably BORING!!!! I mean JEEEEESUS!!!!!! I have the attention span of a gnat, and sitting in a single place, for nine hours, with hardly anything to do, can take a toll on me, especially given I had ADD and ADHD. And especially in the morning after I've had my poison:



I'm honestly trying to wean myself off of coffee (mainly because I don't want the breakouts), but I am a horrid morning person and have had too many close calls with falling asleep at work. But aside from that, I love it! I love my coworkers and my boss is SUCH a sweetheart. LOOK AT THIS CUPCAKE SHE GAVE ME:



It was in an actual flowerpot and everything. BEYOND sinfully delicious.

But, working for an insurance company, all I do is answer phones, transfer calls, sign people in, and validate parking. I love it. It's AMAZING how much writing I'm getting done at work when I'm doing nothing hahaha! (And I'm mighty fond of the pay!) AND it's located on a beautiful work campus:





It's a simple job with no math required, but I'm HORRIBLY depressed that it's not a temp-to-hire job, because the company is moving in November and that's when my assignment will end. I hope my next job will be permanent and will be just as fun and as easy! In the meantime, here's me fucking around at work:



The story behind these sunglasses is that some REAL douchebag came in, like...well, a douchebag and was making all these demands, and left his douchey, supposedly "expensive" sunglasses. Well, guys? Do I look douchey enough?

ANYHOO, there's been a LOT of excitement in these past few weeks, that I am SO excited to share with you. Mainly, what I'm stoked for is...

I am SO stoked. At first, it was SO unlikely that I would even be able to GO, because the house was full and everything, but Yesenia went ahead and put me on the hold list for the first person who would get a spot if someone cancelled, and though I'm not estatic about it, Tovi cancelled, but gave me her spot! I have such mixed feelings! She's such a sweetheart, but I am excited to go now! All I have to do is buy my plane ticket, which is happening THIS week, and if I can survive the next two weeks at work, come Saturday, I'll be on a plane and rubbing noses (and possibly SO much more with---)

Elea
Yesenia
Gunner
LucySky
Alissa
Casshas
Murphie
Chrysis
Renesme
Toxic
Tore
Ryker
SoBelle
Pannn
Drave
elodyKat
Civil
Bitten
Mnislahi
Waikiki
Medusa

I AM FUCKING CREAMING MYSELF IN ANTICIPATION!!!! THERE IS SO MUCH SEXY IN THAT LIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am just BESIDE myself!!! Even MORE so because of a very special HUGE muli we will be doing, and I will be shooting a multi with none other than...

And guess who I am shooting my own individual set with....?

I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO fucking stoked to meet this dame! You have NO idea!!!!!!!!!! I love her! She and I have been talking and it's always frantic convos about how much we wanna meet and shoot! I am BEYOND excited!

This whole trip is just gonna be NUTSO INSANE!!!! So much hotness, so many beautiful, nekkid women...GOD I am just IN LOVE with this trip! I can't wait!!!

TWO. MOAR. WEEKS. I can do this!!!!!!!!!!!!

In the meanwhile, aside from that, I've been filling my (free) days with places I've really been wanting to visit. Case in point:

I come from a place where there are butterflies EVERYWHERE during the summer/spring/fall, and since moving to California, I have yet to see more than two butterflies in once place at the same time, which is really depressing because I love butterflies and nature (and you guys don't have fireflies, either! WTF CALIFORNIA?!). So, what does my boyfriend do?



Takes me to a freaking BUTTERFLY GARDEN. I swear to God, I was so happy, if he had asked me to marry him then and there, I would have just said YES. Honestly, with all of the problems we've been having lately, and how we've been working and barely see one another, it felt good to...I don't know...remember why we fell for each other in the first place. Like old times.

Okay, enough with the sappy stuff. And now...!



















(The necklace he got me. What can I say? Sometimes, he gets it right lol)


And now: CONFESSION TIME. I...

So, needless to say, the museum had a Nature Walk. And it took every ounce of strength I had to walk in there and not start screaming my head off. I made it thanks to Bry, who was trying to help me overcome my phobia, but I was treading on some seriously dangerous psychologically unstable ground. After a while, I started to enjoy myself. A bit lol.















(I was paranoid this thing would jump out at me at any given second lmao)

After I'd made it through without fainting (lolz) we went to see some of the dinosaurs.



("Hey Rick, what do you call a gay dinosaur? A Megasaurass."



"Hey, Tom! What do you...?"

"I'VE ALREADY HEARD THIS JOKE!!!! SHUT UP!!!"




Aaaaand that's the end of that! Oh, wait...there's just ONE MORE THING. In prep for Florida....I bit the bullet and decided to get the body mod I've been wanting for a minute:

Anyway, that's all, everyone! I love you, and look for a MASSIVE blog after Florida! TWO MORE WEEKS! I CAN DO THIS!!! Love to all!!!

~Kuro

Hi, everybody! ("Hi, Kurosune!" I hope everyone got where that joke came from.)

So, where to begin?

Well. This weekend was absolutely absurd. To say the least. Let's start with the top thing on the list:

Mein hair before:



Mein hair afterwards:

I just want to say, to debunk a few stereotypes, that it was a totally straight, while male barber who gave me my new awesome haircut. Normally, I would only go to a black person who knew exactly what they were doing because it's no secret: black hair is very different. EVERYONE in the school (I went to a barbering school because I am le broke) was watching him and honestly taking bets to see how bad he would fuck up.

Which he DIDN'T. I can't wait wait to go back! (He was delicious!!!!)

So, now that all of the ugly damage is gone, I have to go back to my strict routine which includes deep conditioning, keeping it moisturized, wrapping my hair with a silk scarf when I sleep...

Oh, and to clear that up, because it does confuse people why I sleep with a silk scarf on my head, it's because again, black hair is fragile, and the roughness from the cotton pillows can help cause damage and breakage, so sleeping with a silk scarf (or on silk pillow cases) helps keep that from happening, and helps to maintain the style. Everyone, regardless of race, can do it, but I know a few people were like..."Why do you sleep with a scarf on your head?" However, I'd like to go on record saying YOU WILL NEVER SEE ME LEAVE THE HOUSE WITH A SCARF ON MY HEAD. That is just SO tacky to me.

Even when I was living in the dorms, if we had a fire alarm, I would reach for the scarf and snatch it off my head before even getting out of bed lol.

And here are said products to help me (minus the headscarf) maintain my hair:



Coconut oil, deep conditioner, and HAWAIIAN SILKY. This is the stuff of the GODS!!!!!!!!! And once my hair has recovered, then I can do the hairstyle I REALLY want to do. Remember? I was asking opinions on colors, but it's not what you think it is. Can't wait for that!

Anyhoo, on this domestic Sunday, I am preparing for the workweek. YUP. I said workweek. Because I...

It's through my temp agency, doing receptionist work, and I'm not sure how long I'll be there for, but DAMMIT, I am going to try and stay there AT LEAST long enough for me to save up some money, which should be easy enough, because I'm making 10.28 an hour, and I work M-F, from 9am to 6pm. So, pray for me, everyone!!!

I did laundry today (GOD I HATE YOU, LAUNDRY), and I took myself to the grocery store for dinner tonight. On tonight's menu, we have:

Honey-curry baked chicken before:



And after:



Along with yummy bread pudding before:




And after:



I always like it sweet and soft, so instead of two cups of milk, like the recepie calls for, I always add one half cup of milk, and one full cup of French Vanilla Coffee creamer. It's SO delicious!!! And I always make a bloody mess of the kitchen while I'm at it.





And I was paying even less attention because I was listening to my "husband" sing to me as I was cooking (leading to an even bigger mess)--

(Oh, Gackt....marry me.)

But, fortunately, I had my own personal helper on mop duty:



We are still looking for a GREAT home for him, so if anyone is interested, please let me know!!! Moving on, I bought even more ice cream (that I totally DON'T need) :



...In preparation for even more ice cream cocacola floats and milkshakes!!! NOM!!!!!!!! Moreover, I've been highly addicted to this lately:



Like, if I could have them put it in an IV and attach it to my arm, I'd be golden. I LOVE Arizona. I hate the tea, believe it or not, but I love the fruit drinks. My faves are strawberry kiwi, watermelon, and fruit punch, and I have been CONSUMING these things.

And speaking of overindulging: FRIDAY WAS AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got to meet so many awesome ladies, including Moxi, LaneyChantal, Pandie, and even our very own staff, Jessytai who is a total love! And joining us were Beezle and Muerta, and of course, Milloux! It was a grand ole time!

Just gonna summarize it all for everyone:

Pool party, got all war-painted for lasertag, was repeatedly accused of fraternizing with our (FINE) Asian rivals by Milloux (lmao, was not),guitarist from Marilyn Manson, Hamburger Mary's, INSANELY BAD SERVICE,delicious Hawaiian Burger, drag queens, ass-shaking contest, drinking, handsome strangers, Rainbow Room, beautiful chick with wild hair, shaved sides, and cheetah print, lots of friendly rocker/stoners,decided to call it a night, changed minds when we saw an INSANE UNREAL SENSORY OVERLOAD HIPPY/BURNER PARTY BUS WITH A LIVE BAND THAT PLAYS ROCK VERSIONS OF CLASSICAL MUSIC, staying on the bus, drove all over California, made new friends, fell in love many times with various people, had my knowledge of classical music tested, surprised the band, won a great CD, kept getting asked for pictures of our blacklight warpaint makeup from lasertag from random riders who thought we were apart of the whole bus exhibit, passed out on the bus going everywhere until near dawn, finally got off, staggered with Milloux back to car, drove to house, knocked out, woke up and discovered an amazing backyard with fresh pomegranate, avacado, lemon and orange trees...

Eff you, YOLO; Carpe Nocturne (seize the night)!

And here are a few pictures:


(Milloux got a picture of my arse when I wasn't paying attention)


FEAR Team Suicide in our warpain!!!



And lastly, this psychodelic fucking bus was UNREAL. Or, maybe it was all of the pot and edibles. Nope...I'm pretty sure it was incredibly unreal, but it did happen!



That night was CRAZY. But a great precursor to hopefully a great week! Thanks for all the love, everyone, and I hope you all have a great week! Wish me luck on this job!!!

Kisses to all of the misses and pitched tents for all the gents,

~Kuro

Today's the day!!!! Today is the day of the SG/Hopeful Pool party/lazer-tagging/bar-hopping party!!!! There are gonna be SOOOOOOOOOOOO many hot babes there, so contact LaneyChantal who organized this whole day for us if you want in!

Today is also the day I'm getting my hair cut. I hate that I actually have no choice.

Actually...I do. I have two choices:

1) Let my hair grow out damaged/breaking/falling out.

2) Bite the bullet and cut it shorter so that it can grow healthier.


UNFORTUNATELY, there are two people who aren't wild about the idea of me with short hair. I don't need to say who the first one is, but the second one (his mother) is about to get her teeth knocked down her throat.

"Oh, why you cut your hair? It'll never grow and be pretty!"

Bitch. Please. I am FABULOUS with short fucking hair. YOU just want a picture to send to the Philippines of your precious son (who is just as shallow as you are about the short hair thing) with his arm around a chick with long hair.

GO SIT DOWN.

I will wear my hair however I damn well please ME. Not your son, definitely not you (or ANY man for that matter), and no one else. PS: BITCH WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?!?! IT'S BEEN FIVE/SIX DAYS NOW!!!! GO HOME, DAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!! Psycho-mom.

JESUS, it's like living with Mrs. Bates, except this version likes to rearrange everything, frantically cleans everything, brings over random relatives and has huge noisy conversations in the kitchen (RIGHT outside of my so-called "bedroom/livingroom") and is as overbearing as humanly possible. LADY GO HOME ALREADY!!!! I'm SURE your husband misses you!!!!

Whoo. I just want to say special thanks to Laney, Milloux, and the influence of the other wonderful ladies who are getting me AWAY from this damn apartment and out for some much-needed girltime fun! Tata for now, everyone! Can't wait for the party AND my haircut (which I'm actually excited about, but for spiteful reasons *snerk*)!

Kisses to all the misses, and pitched tents for all the gents!

Oh, and to suispud1....THANK YOU. I'll message you back soon.

Love to everyone,

~Kuro

Everyone, thanks for the love on my last blog. The candle light vigil for my clothes was beautiful.

Dear Diary:

Today, I logged into my FB fanpage/alternative FB for my SG page. Hand to the bible, I have never seen so many marriage proposals in my LIFE.

One came from a lovely gent in Indonesia. "Marry me! Please!"

Another, from a chap in England. "When you come to England, we'll get married. Do you like horses? I'll buy you a house and have horses!"

And one from the heart of Alaska. "I know it (my profile on SG) says you don't like cold weather, but you'll always be hot with me! Let's get married!"

And these were just three of my favorites out of 17 messages that involved some proposed form of marriage. Other countries involved Jamaica, France, Philippines, plenty from the USA, Ireland, Bangkok, Sweden, and Cape Town, in South Africa.

Well...I suppose if I want the dual citizenships...

Anyway! Today is a day for overindulgence, and EVERYONE knows much how I love food, and how I am a firm believer in overindulgence, So, here's what I have been feasting on today:

An exceptionally, highly unhealthy, but highly delicious fried porkchop that I seasoned perfectly (I LOVE the fat meat on here), and just threw into a bowl of season-salted rice with butter.




Half a box of glazed honey buns.




A "family sized" dish of leche flan (I prefer Filipino-made flan to Mexican flan) that I am going to finish in a second.




Half a carton of Rocky Road Ice cream. (I really wish they would make a rocky road version WITHOUT any almonds and just with marshmallows and chocolate ice cream!)




I had completely forgotten about the vanilla ice cream I had bought so I had some of that as well.






And then after making a milkshake by adding some milk to my vanilla ice cream, I discovered something else:

WE HAD COCA-COLA!!! OH FUCK YEAH!!!! COKE FLOAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DAY MADE!!!!




And lastly, probably the healthiest thing I've eaten all day: A can of pears. Pears are my FAVORITE fruit.




And later, I plan on going out back and clubbing a moose so I can eat that for dinner! UNGA UNGA!!!!!(<---Caveman language. Means "Fuck yeah".)


In other SG related news, DeCota isn't active on here anymore. Sad Panda!!!

Also: Regarding the Florida Shootfest. I've already talked to Yesenia! If a spot opens up at the house in the chance that some cancels, I'll buy my plane ticket and I'll be out there will bells on! If not... Next time, for sure.

Lastly: VOTE FOR FISCHE ON FACEBOOK OR ELSE I COLLECT YOUR FUCKING HEAD. (Just an FYI, that porkchop wasn't really a porkchop...IF you catch my drift. That's what happens to people who don't vote for her.) So, hurry up and vote for her! I wanna see her Pink!! VOTE FOR FISCHE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PS: Laser Tag on Friday? Who all is going?! Can't wait!


And now I have to get back to my "Snapped" and "Deadly Women" marathon while overindulging in even more unhealthy food!

Kisses for all the misses, and pitched tents for all the gens!

~Kuro

I'm almost 95% sure that if I weren't HEAVILY sedated thanks to nyquil.......I'd be furious, livid, heated, murderous and maybe even a little angry about the fact that a pen my boyfriend had in his pockets got washed along with my clothes and busted all over the only decent clothes I have left, including my treasured SG pink shirt that I got when I became Pink.

Add to the fact this dog has ruined seven pair of expensive (hand-me-down) shoes, leaving me with only tennis shoes that are black and have bleach stains all over them, also thanks to this dog.

So thank you, Nyquil, for filling me with "Fukitol" because you may have very well diffused a very volatile situation.

Also. I think I've finally found out what I have been doing wrong:



It makes so much sense now. I shall get a cat.

Obviously, I'm very mature.

*Random text from friend*

"WEENUS."

And I laughed for a good ten minutes.

Life Lessons For Sunday that I wish to share with you all:

1) It is okay to be bipolar.

2) It is okay to PMS.

3) It's okay to experience the hormonal changes that The Shot (Aka, Depo-prevera, aka, Anti-Baby-Making Shot) will put you through.

4) IT IS NOT OKAY (nor is it fair) TO BE BIPOLAR, WHILE ON YOUR PERIOD, AND WHILE SUFFERING FROM SOME OF THE EMOTIONAL, HORMONAL BACKLASH CAUSED BY THE SHOT.

5) It doesn't matter if the news reads 101 degrees outside: If you are a hormonally driven bitch who wants unnecessary ice cream (WITH SUGAR CONES), then nothing, not even stopping to put on a bra beneath the hoodie you have chosen to wear on this unbearably hot day, is going to get in your way.

6) When you're experiencing any of this, and you want sex, you'd better damn well find some penis or you will spend the rest of the day in a sexually frustrated rage until you get it.

7) Cramps suck.

8) If you live in Detroit, MI, love anime/manga/video games, I strongly suggest you go and visit the only Maid Cafe in America, Chou Anime Cafe.

Chou Anime Homepage

Chou Anime Cafe IN THE NEWS!!! (With Video!!)

Chou Anime Cafe....On the book of faces!

9) Even if you think it's a GRAND idea at the time, chugging half a bottle of Nyquil will do nothing but wreck havoc on your kidneys and make you sleep like the dead from 10pm-9pm the next day. Don't do it.

10) Don't forget to eat your veggies.

Here is how to combat the hormonal overload of PMS, Bipolarism, and any other chemical imbalances that have you almost insane:

1) Drink lots of water.

2) Have lots of sex.

3) Eat lots of sweet things.

4) Punch a pillow or two.

5) Write in a journal.

6) Make yourself laugh.

7) If all else fails, SLEEP.


This has been Ten Important Life Lessons on a Sunday.

~Happy Sunday, everyone!!!!~

Kisses to all the misses, and pitching tents for all the gents,

Kuro

This will be a short one, folks.

First: YAY! My Group Therapy is on the FP today! <3



Check out my take on one of my FAVORITE groups on SG: HENTAI!!!! Tentacles, Yuri, and Yaoi, OH YES!!!

~Kuro

There are a couple of things on SG that just make my day. Case in point:

Me, Siriuss, and Harajuku totally made a mess of Spliff's announcement.




And then a few days ago, Harajuku left me a Testimonial that caught me SO off guard, I spit Arizona Kiwi and Strawberry juice all over my dude's computer because I couldn't stop LAUGHING.




I love the ladies (and gents) on here who never cease to make me crack up. Now, on a more serious note.

I may have to give up my beloved pitbull Panda.





Anyone who has been keeping up with my blogs knows we've been having a hard time with him. Try as we might, he just WILL NOT take to any of the lessons we've given him. I was complaining to Siriuss about how he has started (again) to pee religiously on our BED. That shit is not okay. We discipline him and keep him away from the bed at all times, and finally she suggested I put vicks on the bed to see if that'll work. I'm guess it is, because he's been staying away from the bed.

As it stands, my dude wanted the dog more than anything, but we can't be home to watch him all the time to make sure he doesn't pee or shit everywhere and further upset our roommates. And we have a kennel, but when I start working, or I want to get the hell out of this apartment for some me-time, it just seems SO unfair to leave him locked in that tiny kennel all day long for God knows how long.

My dude works every day, from early in the morning, until about ten-thirty at night, and the perspective jobs I'm waiting to hear from are basic nine to five jobs. We have been desperately trying to train Panda NOT to use the bathroom inside (which is what I've been doing snce I've been unemployed), and he knows NOT to do it if someone is around who will punish him, but even now, he's gotten back into the habit of shitting and peeing everywhere, EVEN THOUGH WE TAKE HIM OUT FREQUENTLY. And he KNOWS he's doing a bad thing! We know he knows!

I swear, if we could just leave him alone for hours at a time, and trust him like a NORMAL dog, then this wouldn't be an issue.

But, yesterday, Milloux invited me to a SG BBQ that Antigone was hosting because Radeo is in town and *I* had to miss it because there was no one to watch over the dog and I certainly couldn't bring him with me. So, I was furious ALLLLLLLL day because I had to give up an outting and not meet and hangout with a group of awesome girls because of this dog.

What pissed me off even MORE is that afterwork, my boyfriend was like, "I'm going to go hang out with some friends at Korean BBQ".

REALLY YOU ASSHOLE? I HAD TO MISS AN EVENT BECAUSE OF THIS DOG YOU WANTED, THAT I HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF ALMOST 95% OF THE TIME BECAUSE YOU DECIDED IT WOULD BE A GREAT IDEA TO ADOPT ONE, AND YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO GO OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS WHEN I COULDN'T WITH MINE?

I was so fucking pissed off. And small wonder why he got all confused and shit when he came home and wanted to have sex, to which I gave him one of the COLDEST shoulders ever and just rolled over and went to sleep.

I am definitely not ashamed to say that if I wanted the burden of being a mother, having my social life restricted, and forced to take care of this child-like dog without any help, I would have never gotten an abortion when I was eighteen. (And don't you dare judge me, either.)

But I'm just sick of ME having to take care of this dog. Having to clean up after it at 4am in the morning, and being too paranoid to even take a shower without worrying he'll do something destructive (hence, the kennel). But it's just too much stress on everyone.

And he REALLY wants to keep the dog. As do I, but I just know we CAN'T. Especially when we both start working.

So, if you yourself, or you know ANYONE in California who would like to adopt a six-month old bundle of trouble (He's a total sweetheart, and just needs a bit more training, and gets along with other dogs and people), please message me as soon as you can. I don't want to take him back to the shelter, because it wasn't a no-kill shelter, so we are trying to find him a good home.

In the meantime, my relationship is looking something like this:



I really. REALLY. need to hurry up and move out. I'm just so over all of the stress. No one else to blame but myself, I know, and talk about history repeating, so I've GOT to find a job soon, and hopefully the few promised to me by my temp agencies come through.

More bad news: My hair is breaking unfortunately. It's shorter in some areas and just really damaged, which makes me wanna cry all the more. Sigh. This is why I normally keep my hair short. To AVOID all of the drama that comes with me trying to grow it, and it's taking every bit of strength in me to keep from grabbing a pair of scissors and going all Edward Scissorhands on my head.

But I'm trying not to. I want it to grow out. (And anyone who thinks it'll look like it did in Apollo in just a year is dreaming lol. Those were, for the fiftieth time, extensions.) The hairstyle I had mentioned a couple of weeks ago is a "protective style" (I still don't want to disclose what it is), so my hair will have time to recover and recoup and grow. So, all I need is the money for it. Oy.

Aside from that, things are okay. Message me about the dog if you're interested!!! I'll be SO sad to see him go, but we are running out of options.

~Kuro

(PS: And now, to end this blog on a happier note. Even thought its was 6:46am here, my mum called just to tell me that she woke up with me on her mind. :')

Now I miss Chicago even more. ♥


PPS: Everyone is either getting married or having babies! I looked on FB yesterday and found out FIVE of my friends were pregnant, and ELEVEN of my friends were ENGAGED!!! I was so blown away by that! But still...I'm getting wedding horny. (And I'm not sure if it's a good or bad thing that I'm not wedding horny for my current boyfriend). Eeeyeesh.

But no worries! I neither have baby fever (obviously), or am crazy wedding horny enough to get married either. Lately, I've been dreaming of just packing up and traveling around with no set destination in mind...

Le sigh.

OH. MY. GOD. (Becky, look at her butt!)

Before I even get to last night's UNIMAGINABLE fiasco, I would just like to thank everyone for the well wishes! I'm feeling WAAAY better, and today, I dedicated myself to some frantic job-finding and hooking up with OTHER temp agencies! I have to go and register with another one tomorrow, but hopefully, yes? I also spammed my favorite goddess author, Zane, with a bunch of emails, since I'm working on my book, so here's hoping she replies! I've been focusing a LOT on my writing and I'm feeling better about myself.

A lot more positive than I've been, actually!

Also! Talked to Madame Dwam! I'll hopefully have some sneak previews of my new set, "Living Poet's Garden"---which is a play off of "Dead Poet's Society". So look out for that! And speaking of more things SG, related, as soon as I am done with this blog, I am gonna finish up the article I have been busting my ASS on for the past week (thank you SO much for not minding the delay!!!), and hopefully you all (especially the cosplayers and anime/gamers) will enjoy it once it goes live on SG!

And NOW, for the insanity last night.

So, me and my dude are fooling around, and that turned into some nutso sex. REEEEEALLLLLY good sex. Plus, I love the bonding we have. What's that drug called? Oxytocin? Yeah, I have a lot of that, so it was fun getting all cuddling and sexing time with him. We had awesome wake-the-neighbor sex (Well, we couldn't, because we didn't wanna disturb everyone else), but that's not what made last night ABSOLUTELY ABSURD.

No, what made it absurd was that I get THIS message on FB from my once-upon-a-time-ex:

I. WAS. MORTIFIED. But then I'm like, "Wait...how the hell could he have heard me having sex through my PHONE??? I don't even have his number anymore."

CORRECTION. I DO. I have an Android and Facebook automatically syncs up my friends list with my contacts if their numbers are listed on FB. And I always sleep with my phone right beside me on the bed. So, of ALL THE PEOPLE WHO COULD HAVE HEARD ME HAVING SEX LAST NIGHT, IT DIALS MY EX. RANDOM AS ALL HELL!!!! RANDOM!!!!!

UNREAL!!!!!!!!!!

I apologized to him for hearing me and my dude mid-booty, but I also had to give it to him straight (because he's an asshole), so I messaged him back:

"I AM SO SORRY ABOUT THAT!!! So embarrassed! Don't even know how that happened! And to answer your question: You just weren't that good."

And no, I DON'T feel terrible for putting his esteem in the toilet, given the emotional hell this asshole put me through. Especially because he has a HUGE-ASS ego. Knock it down, a bit my friend.

So, yeah. Interesting night. How's life with you guys? Hope all is well! Gonna go dance around, break into a sweat, shower, and then do some grocery shopping! Wish me luck on the interview tomorrow, and all of the applications I put in today!

PS: Have you seen these amazing sets? These Hopefuls need to go PINK.

Siriuss

Pesky

Hexxus

Pyke

Beezle

Minks

Zebrah

Jinchuriki

Derya

Cini

And every other lovely Hopeful out there, keep going for it!!!! You guys have got this!!! RAH RAH RAH!!! Don't give up!

Love to everyone!

PS: IS ANYONE ELSE STOKED ABOUT SEEING MARLENE ON THE FUCKING FRONT PAGE?!??!?! I AM SO HAPPY FOR HER!!!!! GO GIRL!!!! Love to all!!!