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!!!

I am...

Unfortunately sick and yucky. It's amazing how often I'll get sick. Thank you guys so much for the well wishes though!

I'm bummed; no shooting with Milloux because our spot was rained out. So, I'm here in bed, heavily sedated, and reeking of Vicks while sipping on Theraflu with ginger pieces added, and putting the finishing touches on the first ever article I'll be doing for SG! I'm very excited about it.

Not much else to report on. I'm going to just post randomness now.



One of my friends made an AMV (Anime music video) to "Payphone" and featuring Minato and Kushina from Naruto. It's damned good, so I hope you'll watch it!

(My cousin sent me the following---)

There are "SEVEN KINDS OF SEX".

The 1st kind of sex is called: "SMURF SEX". This kind of sex happens when you first meet someone and you both have sex until you are blue in the face.

The 2nd kind of sex is called: "KITCHEN SEX". This is when you have been with your partner for a short time and you are so horny you will have sex anywhere, even in the kitchen.

The 3rd kind of sex is called: "BEDROOM SEX". This is when you have been with your partner for a long time. Your sex has gotten routine and you usually have sex only in your bedroom.

The 4th kind of sex is called: "HALLWAY SEX". This is when you have been with your partner for too long. When you pass each other in the hallway you both say “Screw You.”

The 5th kind of sex is called: "RELIGIOUS SEX", which means you get Nun in the morning, Nun in the afternoon and Nun at night.

The 6th kind is called "COURTROOM SEX". This is when you cannot stand your spouse any more. They take you to court and screw you in front of everyone.

And last, but not least, the 7th kind of sex is called: "SOCIAL SECURITY SEX" You get a little each month. But not enough to live on.


So sad but true.

My love Dovah made this for me:




Oh, and yesterday, I watched Small Soldiers for the first time in YEARS. (It's on Netflix now) I was all types of absurdly happy. Okay, meds are kicking in. Night night, SG.