Oh Wow!!!!

I can't believe that so many people liked my set. I am so happy today. I get home and I find that I've gone live! Yeah!

First I want to thank everyone that left me a comment! I promise that I will get around to coming and saying hello to you, but I haven't even unpacked yet! Thanks so much for the love!

Music of the Day: The Stray Cats

Book of the Day: The Embrace: Aphrodite Jones

Drink of the Day: Orange Juice (I'm getting a cold)

Mood of the Day: Ecstatic

So, my trip was fun and not so fun all at the same time. I think that every good thing is automatically counteracted with a bad thing.

The drive always sucks, but when I got there I got to stay with my friend Clint who used to be my roommate here in Florida, but moved back to Ohio. He had a nice roomy who didn't like me much. She was very peace, love, and trees; and I'm very crazy, fun, and concrete. Completely clashed.

Monday I worked and made NO money at the club there. Sucked. So Tuesday I went out to some Karaoke club with my friends and Bella (the singer for my band) did some cool stuff. For the most part though it sucked. I don't like listening to people that can't sing pretend like they can. *shudder* Wednesday we went shopping and I bought some stuff for Mykills birthday. I went to like fifty thrift stores that day! Damn I love those places! Afterwords I went to work at another club in town. It was OK, but nothing to write home about. Thursday, we went to work, decided it sucked, and left and went to 80's night at Skullys. The music was OK.. mostly like new wave/pop stuff, but nothing that I really minded. Bella found some cute guy and spent the night dancing with him. Clint and I spent the night trying to convince people that we were a couple so they wouldn't bother us. (Clint is very very very gay) After, we went to hound dogs pizza and had some really yummy white spinach pizza. Friday was the day the world stood still, OK, not really but it was fun.

Me, Bella, Clint, Shayne, Todd, Nate, and John, went to Outland to hang out. They play really great music, usually. Great atmosphere as long as you don't want to use the bathroom! We danced, we drank, we danced some more. Bella drank some more, then some more, then some more.... then fell on her face in the middle of the floor! I hooked Todd up with some really cute girl from Mansfield, Clint found a date, Shaynes girlfriend Dez eventually showed up... (she hates me because she thinks that Shayne has a thing for me because we dated years and years ago... whatever). All in all a good night. After the club, I talked everyone into going to the park with me.. I love the park. Slides, swings, best things ever!

Saturday I went to work, made pretty decent money (enough to get back home anyway). Then, went home and slept. The next day Nate calls me and says that at Outland that night one of my friends had been shot down and killed in the parking lot! It was some idiot who was mad at the "freaky kids" because he got kicked out of the club. He didn't even hit the guy he was really mad at. He unloaded six bullets and three of them hit my friend. The rest hit no one.

A moment to Rant: What in the fuck is wrong with these people today. Every time some gets their little feelings stomped on they go and shoot people up. I am so sick of the bullshit that it makes me want to climb a tower and pick everyone off myself! Name calling is petty and is not an excuse to kill people, especially innocent bystanders! What the fuck people?

Sunday we left for home, and when we got to Kentucky we got a flat tire. We called triple A because we only had an donut spare which wasn't enough to drive that far on. So, they came, but no tire. They towed us to a Walmart, which we had to sit at and wait for 7 hours for their auto section to open before getting a tire. Then, we drove home.

Now, I have to walk my dog, clean my house, and do my laundry. When I am done I promise to come and write to you!

Music of the Day: FunkerVogt ~Survivor~

Book of the Day: Anne Rice's Cry to Heaven

Mood of the Day: Tired but Restless

Drink of the Day: Water

Well I just want to let everyone know that I will be out of town for a few days, so if you write me and I don't get back with you right away, it's not because I don't love you.

I'm going to Ohio to visit my friends and family, and to escape the hurricane that's coming to visit us again. Damn weather.

I promise when I get back I'll send you all lots of love.. especially the wonderful miss Pale Enchantress who completely rocks my world!

Music of the Day: Spit song: BlueVelvet

Book of the Day: Hemmingway's Farewell to Arms

Today's Mood: Somber, tired

Today's Drink of Choice: Milk with Ice

So, the hurricane passed over and I'm still alive. I'm not sure if this makes things any better or any worse. I swear I must be living in some kind of fallout shelter or something. All around me the light poles, street lights, and trees have been blown down and are laying around waiting for the cleanup crew to pass by.

Fortunately, I did not lose my power here at all. Everyone around me did, and so I giggled as I took a nice HOT shower this morning. I know I shouldn't revel in the fact that I was spared the bad luck this time, but I just couldn't help myself.

Unfortunately, I was supposed to do a photo shoot today but my photographer had no electric. Oh, speaking of: My friend Jeff Price took all of those wonderful black and white photos of me. If you would like to see his website that is the link. He does absolutely awesome chalk drawings of the photographs!

My dog is very happy that the storm has passed! He can go potty without falling over now.

I made my way into the dungeon last night. I thought I'd gotten burn out on the whole dominance thing, but seems that I still have it in me. My little slave was overjoyed that I'd gotten my rhythm back. I've never seen his little slutty ass so happy! I made him dress up in leopard print panties and some black nylons last night. What dirty little girl he was!

I had band practice last night as well. I managed to get into a tift with my drummer again. He thinks he can just talk to people anyway he pleases.

NOTE: GUYS, Do NOT let me catch you disrespecting a woman or talking down to her because she is female: This will result in MUCH PAIN from me! And yes, I fight dirty.

So, here's the deal. We were writing a new song, and since our drummer doesn't know how to arrange songs he just yells out to Bella (our singer) to wait until he hits the cymbal two times and four measures to come in. Now, we are all looking at him like he's crazy, and she asks "You want me to wait out two of the verse?" And he starts going off about some count that only he is keeping. He counts completely different than the rest of us. So, she asks again, and he gets all bitchy and shit because she doesn't understand his count.

So, I leave the room. I get a drink of water. I come back and I try to explain to him what she is talking about. He tells me to go in the other room and let her do it. So, of course I am infuriated and I go outside and have a cigarette (I quite smoking) to keep myself from gouging out his eyes with his drumsticks. Now, this is not the part that completely pissed me off. It's when he says: I should have known better than to work with girls. Can you say much pain?

Anyway, I took Jack Nicholson's advice and Goosefrabaed my way outside again. Breath of fresh non-man-pig tainted air.

Now, guys, don't get me wrong. I don't hate all men. Most of my friends happen to be male. I am a feminist. Not a bitch. I love guys, just not the ones who think they are better than me because I have breasts.

End of story.

Music of the Day: Lestat: Vision of Sorrows Song: FallnAngel

Book of the Day: The Dark Archetype (Exploring the Shadow Side of the Divine) By: Denise Dumars

Todays Mood: Bitchy and Irritable... Bad, very bad

Todays Drink of Choice: Coffee with Baileys

Today sucked. My car is still broken and I can't get anywhere. I was supposed to work today, but here I sit in front of my computer anyway!

I did a photo shoot for 300 dollars the other day which I was going to use for my half of the rent, but the guy who wrote me the check put the wrong name on it and now I can't get the damn thing cashed. My rent is going to be late again, and every time it is late it ends up costing me 100 extra dollars!

The AC in my house isn't working, and since I live in FL it is almost unbearable! My dog is laying around panting.. I feel so bad for him!

We are supposed to have yet another hurricane in a couple of days! Fucking shit!

I feel like just giving the hell up and crawling into a hole somewhere until the Apocalypse comes and blows me away. I need to get out of my skin for a while and maybe go on vacation.. not that I could afford it or anything.

I am supposed to go to Ohio with my friend Bella in a few days, but I won't have the money, and it seems like it would be a waste of time. I need to stay here and work as much as possible until I can afford to get a new car... Hell, doesn't even have to be new, just has to run. Not asking for much here.

<----This thing looks like a toaster on crack...

Someone bring me some food because I'm starving to death over here. I don't keep food in my house, because I'm usually never here, but since I have NO CAR and I can't go anywhere, I'm stuck with the no food.

I'd ask if it could get any worse but as soon as I do the hurricane will turn around and come straight for me!

Any suggestions on how to get rich quick?

Okay, here goes!

Miami sucks! I never ever ever want to go there ever again! I hated it there. Everyone there is into R&B music or Latino stuff. Our singer (Raven Chain) booked us a show in South Beach, down in the heart of Hip Hop land at some little club called VIP. This is the worst club I have ever been to. It was the size of my bedroom, and the stage was sooo small that we could only fit our drummer and keyboard player on the damn thing. Eveyone else had to stand on the floor in front of the stage! We didn't get to go on until 4am (the club closes at 5) and so our set was only six songs long instead of our normal nine!

On the way there, the Uhaul trailer got a short in the lights and we had to stop and get another. Our drummer (John Chain) cut his hand up unloading equipment from one to the other and was bleeding profusely the whole night. He definitely needed stiches.

We walked around Miami and people thought that Raven was Marily Manson. It's because he looks a lot like him I guess. People were wanting to take pictures of him and us! Dumb fuckers! I've decided that people will believe anythign you tell them.

Then, the chick who was supposed to promote the show did a terrible job and we had like 6 people there! We usually bring in at least 100. She is the worst promoter ever.. her name is TONYJOE so if you happen to bump into her in Miami, punch her in the face for me.

Inbetween bands they were blasting hip hop at a ROCK concert! It was terrible.

Then at the end of the night we go to TONYJOE to get paid and she says that she "DOESN'T HAVE THE MONEY TO PAY US" What the fuck.

All in all we drove six hours, played on the floor at some shitty club, got yelled at and bothered by the rap crowd, spent a fortune in gas for the RV, and we didn't get paid.

Next time: There will be murder and blood on my hands..

On the lighter note I took this little quiz that I found on a friends page: Here is what is said:

Wackiness: 40/100
Rationality: 40/100
Constructiveness: 40/100
Leadership: 60/100





You are a SEDL--Sober Emotional Destructive Leader. This makes you a Dictator.

You prefer to control situations, and lack of control makes you physically sick. You feel have responsibility for everyone's welfare, and that you will be blamed when things go wrong. Things do go wrong, and you take it harder than you should.

You rely on the validation and support of others, but you have a secret distrust for people and distaste for their habits and weaknesses that make you keep your distance from them. This makes you very difficult to be with romantically. Still, a level-headed peacemaker can keep you balanced.

Despite your fierce temper and general hot-bloodedness, you have a soft spot for animals and a surprising passion for the arts. Sometimes you would almost rather live by your wits in the wilderness somewhere, if you could bring your books and your sketchbook.

You also have a strange, undeniable sexiness to you. You may go insane.

Of the 8123 people who have taken this quiz since tracking began (8/17/2004), 5.7 % are this type.

I'll go crazy? Too damn late!

I added new images! Go look!


I still have the flu, but thanks to everyone for wishing me better. Hopefully it will work and I won't be hacking up my lungs at work tomorrow.

Today I had to take my moms car back to her in Ocala. Now I am stuck sitting around my house doing nothing because I have no ride! This really sucks because I can't get to work! I have to pay a fortune to take a cab. That sucks even more!

My drummer has called off band practice for the last two days. I don't know what's going on with that but it has to stop and now. We are supposed to go in and record next month and he doesn't even come to practice! I want to kick him in the balls. I feel like I've worked way to hard on this project to be let down by someone who just shows up to have something to do. I'm definitely a believer in the music. I want to be a rock star baby. Everyone one scream.. Spider Vain... oh yeah.. That's what I like to hear.

Speaking of rock stars... SKC is going to Miami Thursday for a show there! I've only been to Miami once and I didn't really like it there, but I guess I have to tough it out for the good of the band. Our RV is going to be smashed full, since there are 7 band members, two managers, 1 driver, and all of our gear. We are going to have no room at all. None. I tried to talk Mykill into us following the RV up, but we all have to ride to together to keep up appearances or something. Fucking shit. Life goes on.

I was sooo bored today that I cleaned my entire house from top to bottom and then over again.. This is what happens when I have nothing to do with my time.

*Kisses and Bites for everyone*


Also, becuase this was soo funny!

(These are good...
Men are like ........Laxatives ...... They irritate the shit out of you.
Men are like ........ Bananas ...... The older they get, the less firm they are.
Men are like ........ Vacations ...... They never seem to be long enough.
Men are like ........ Weather ...... Nothing can be done to change them.
Men are like ........ Blenders ...... You need One, but you're not quite sure why.
Men are like ........ Chocolate Bars ...... Sweet, smooth, &they usually head right for your hips.
Men are like ....... Commercials ...... You can't believe a word they say.
Men are like ........ Department Stores ...... Their clothes are always 1/2 off.
Men are like ........ Government Bonds ...... They take soooooooo long to mature.
Men are like ........ Mascara ....... They usually run at the first sign of emotion.
Men are like ........ Popcorn . They satisfy you, but only for a little while.
Men are like . Snowstorms ...... You never know when they're coming, how many inches you'll get or how long it will last.
Men are like ........ Lava Lamps ...... Fun to look at, but not very bright.
Men are like ........ Parking Spots ........ All the good ones are taken, the rest are handicapped..
Now send this to all the remarkable women you know, as well as to any understanding good- natured, fun kinda guys you might be lucky enough to know !!!!!!!!!! )


I'm posting a zombie picture in my pictures folder if you want to sneak a peek!

I'm sick. I'm getting the flu or something. I think it's from being at work around all those tourists. You never know what you could get serving them drinks and cleaning up after them. Then again, you never know what you could get from someone you live near or with either, but they bring in new flu strains when they come, and everyone in the club gets sick. It's a never ending story too.

I've decided not to post any of my story until I've heard back from the publisher. I got some very good advice from all of you, and thank you very much for it!!!!

Here is something I wrote while I was waiting to get paid tonight....

(Ayia twirled mercilessly around the cool bronze of the erect pole. Her legs vaulted up, and her pale naked breasts quivered with the effort.

She landed swiftly, caressing the floor with her taunt bottom. The crowd applauded and tossed dollars onto the White tile floor in front of her.

She smiled brightly, pleased with the reaction. "Tonight is going to be a great night," she mused to herself.

Her body lurched and jiggled as she taunted the crowd, spreading her legs and rubbing her clit enticingly. The job secretly excited her, but she'd never tell her friends or her lover that. She told everyone that she did it strictly for the money. They would never understand her real reason, her need for exhibitionism and approval.

Her pussy began throbbing with desire. She wanted to give the men private dances, hover over their stiff cocks while touching herself. She blushed as she felt herself getting wet.

The men loved to get dances from her because most times she would get off while doing them. They loved that. )

That's all I have. I was interrupted by a rush of people. Please be kind.. it's unedited!

*Licks and Nibbles*

Hello everyone. I'm still alive despite the worlds best efforts to kill me. I worked all night long tonight, bar-tending. Well, wasn't that just a joy! I despise dealing with drunk men who think that just because they are in a strip club they can get away with murder.. Most of the time all I'm thinking about is murder.

I took this book I've been reading with me (Nocturnal Witchcraft), and my boss got angry with me and wouldn't let me read it despite the fact that we were dead for something like 4 hours of the time I was there. Luckily, things picked up later in the night. I ended up making pretty good money for a Tuesday.

Right now it's getting light outside. Someday I am going to have to do something about this horrible insomnia that I have! It's killing me. I can't sleep, unless of course I have something really important to do that day and then I'll sleep right through it! It's just the way the world works when I'm around.

My friends say that whenever they go places with me I rub bad luck off onto them. I see it happening sometimes. Like, Bella drives me to work, and her car breaks down. Strange things like that. I wonder what I've done in my past lives. I wish I were psychic. I'd delve deep into my formers and find out exactly what the hell I'm atoning for.

I can't wait to go and see Alien V's Predator! I'm completely on the Aliens side! I love those movies... even Resurrection.. Loved them all. Then, I'm a sucker for anything with Siigorny Weaver, Angelina Jolie, or Wynona Ryder in them! (Please forgive me for my pitiful spelling errors...)

I haven't heard anything back from the publishers about my book yet, but I'm hoping to soon! I have my fingers, toes, arms, eyes, and everything else crossed (well, except for my legs but that's another story all together.) I'm thinking of posting some of my story on here to see what everyone thinks of it. Good idea? Bad idea?



So, cause I love to read the answers to stuff like this on other peoples journals I have to do my own!

1. If you were an animal what would you be and why.

2. What's your dream job?

3. What's your favorite body part.. insides included...

4. Why are you answering this?

Love, Lust, and anything kinky!

Well, I made it through the entire storm alive. Actually, the damn thing turned around and took off in another direction only a couple of hours before it was supposed to hit us. I think it's because everyone was pulling for me here! Thanks everyone! Much love.

Well, I don't know if this will sound funny or not, but I feel a little disappointed because it didn't hit us. I mean, I ran out and bought water and candles (which you can never have too many of any way), and gassed up the car. It cost me like 150$ total and then the storm never came. I feel a little ripped off, but then I think of all of my furniture and band equipment that could have gotten ruined, and I wonder what the hell I have to complain about it. Strange isn't it.

So, I have this terrible cold or something. My face feels like it's going to explode. I'm thinking it may be allergies, or because of the pressure change of the weather because of the storm, but whatever it is: It's fucking driving me crazy! Do you know what's worse than sneezing? Feeling like you have to sneeze and then it doesn't come! Damn it all!

I have to go to work tonight. I'm still trying to save up money to fix my car and pay all my bills. I owe my mom money still. Tomorrow I have a photo shoot that should be pretty cool. Naked sword fighting!

*Rock ON*

Um, so we are about an hour from a hurricane, so I'm not going to write much. I just want everyone to wish me luck... cross your fingers, have sex, whatever you do for luck.. don't change your panties for three days... something!

Lots of Love