Happy birthday to me.

Yamero.

Sotto, kite.

Mimi o akete.

Sotto.

WARNING FATAL ERROR
CORE DUMP
we still haven't found a house to move into and the cutoff date is this next friday i have to start paying for my own car insurance out of pocket and hold it in my own name weights all around yourself which with my one ticket from 1.75 years ago is going they do the unpredictable all dots and lines thatspeakandsay to be outrageously expensive my car's falling apart i need new brakes the key sometimes sticks in the ignition the fan turns on randomly it burns oil the [tires balding=yes] and the engine [rattles][so loud you can barely hear the radio on the] crazymind inside josiah and i are having a crisis which summarized is something like why are we together and what's a relationship i've quit college out of lack of care i don't have money i turn fucking 19 this month josiah's going to leave me because i'm not a spring chicken my tits are too big i have to redye my hair only i need a blowdryer to do so **PACKET LOSS ** kiminonakade someone took my tweezers and i've run out of black nail polish the girl i had a date with was too tired to fuck i haven't had my yourworldthatis period in FOUR MONTHS josiah and i had sex minus birth control twice shame and abject horror inside me stark raving

Outsiders applaud as they watch terebi
Please enjoy the show about to come on

Take me down
Six underground
The ground beneath your feet
Laid out low
Nothing to go
Nowhere or way to meet

Hanna: So, there are a lot more assholes than I'd previously imagined living in Auburn.
Adrienne: welcome to the hell that was my life while i lived there for four years.
Hanna: I am so sorry.
Adrienne: eh! so what were your issues
Hanna: A few days ago, I got a message from Sam from Jon's screenname. It was a really retarded message, like "Nobody loves you." so I didn't think too much of it. I assumed it was Pam. I didn't expect it to be Sam, because he and I had gotten along rather well.
Adrienne: they're all stuck in high school and will probably never give it up. did we ever find out who pam's new boyfriend was?
Hana: Jon
Adrienne: saw that coming.

You're never gonna drag me out again

Adrienne: these people's jobs are holding grudges.
Hanna: yeah XD
Adrienne: i hate drama bombs. i seriously don't care or have any motivation to change how these people think of me, and i could never get close enough to jon to save him from pam. people need to figure their own shit out and learn the hard way.
Hanna: think of how fucked up she'll be after everyone else learns what you and the rest of the house already knows.
Adrienne: they won't. that's the problem with small towns and small people. they squirm in their own sicknesses, vomiting on each other's lives and stitching and restitching relationships back together, breaking them, reconfiguring, throwing personal vendettas out in the open and fighting private wars that get treated like pink elephants in rooms. i should've known better than to house someone from that disease of a town.

So goodnight, goodnight
You're embarrassing me
You're embarrassing you
So goodnight, goodnight
Walk away from the door
Walk away from my life
So goodnight

As for you, Pam, I don't have many words for you. I can tell you that while you sat on the back porch, crying your eyes out, I was rolling my own. Or I could say that Tony told me (before you two broke up) that the first time he no longer felt love for you was the first night he spent at your old apartment. Or that you told me that Jon was too ugly for you to date and you considered dating him below your level.

I really don't hate you. I'm not angry either. I pity you, greatly, with the same magnitude that I pity most everyone else in Auburn. They have very tiny lives that they feed with the puffed up drama they create themselves. You make your own miserable world, and you sit in it. Have fun with that.

So it was advertised as a 4-bed, but it's really a 5-bed. He put it up under 4 because he considers the bedroom with a fireplace a den.

So, in fairly dense detail, the house is as such: two stories, the upper which has three bedrooms and a bathroom. The bedrooms upstairs are of varying sizes, the middle of which is the blue room (as it has the only blue paint in the house).

This room, Keith and Avery are having an epic war over which will consist of a 3-out-of-5 battle involving gokarts, minigolf, a game of Tekken, a foot race, and rock paper scissors.

Complete with photos.

Which I will post on my blog.

The other, slightly bigger bedroom will go to the loser, unless the loser wants the bedroom downstairs with the fireplace. The third bedroom upstairs is small enough to be considered an office or nursery, but seeing as how we all have an average of 2 computers to each person, and no babies, we have no idea what we're doing with that room. Probably a guest bed. The kitchen is small but full of cabinet space. The living room is spacious and well-lit, with its own fireplace. There's a huge deck through the sliding door in the dining area that's always half-shaded with plenty of room for whatever.

Downstairs, we have the master bedroom, which is gigantic, with its own furnace. Big corner closets, master bathroom with the laundry area in a closet space inside of it. The fireplace bedroom's also down here, and of a decent size. The huge room downstairs is going to be where all of the computers are. It has a slider going to the backyard, which isn't very big, but it wraps around the house and is fenced, which makes for some great games of shooting each other with pellet guns, or capture the flag or whatever.

There's a carport with two spaces, and a decently long driveway, with free parking on the streets as well. Rose bushes, rhododendrons, lots of trees everywhere, brand new appliances, plush carpeting. It's set at an amazing price and I can only just hold my bladder waiting to hear whether he's approved our applications yet.

Anyway, stay tuned for those pictures. The contest will commence the evening after we're approved for the house, before we start moving in.

._.

Yeah but nobody searches
Nobody cares somehow
When the loving that you've wasted
Comes raining from a hapless cloud

They include gum with the Japanese Pikmin figurine packages, which I thought was a little weird. What's even weirder is what flavor it is. It's like... minty fruity. It also loses flavor after two minutes.

Josiah's being a poop and not packing, when we could be moving as early as the middle of this week. :\ He snapped at me for being bossy. I think he just wants to play WoW and ignore everything that's going on around him.

And I might stop and look upon your face
Disappear in the sweet sweet gaze
See the living that surrounds me
Dissipate in a violet place

This is the Adrienne Has Friends And She Says Nice Things About Them section. :D!



ZOMG KEITH HAS GREEN HAIRS!

This is Keith. He's very nice to me and is very spontaneous, even more than me. He's one of the people I'm going with when we take our crazy road trip next year. He doesn't "do" politics. "It's bullshit and everyone lies to each other," he says. Take that however you want.



He also makes light of his own mistakes in a very serious tone, which makes it funny. Also also, he crashes at our place a lot, and he likes parties because he likes dancing, and goes alone frequently. He's also single. ;O

We spies
We slow hands
Put the weights all around yourself
We spies
Oh yeah we slow hands
You put the weights all around yourself



This is his emo side. He likes Sex in the City and Chobits. Keith also likes strawberry flavoring and candy (rave bracelets). He's moving in with us at our new place this month.



This is Tony. He's special. He's the only bisexual guy I know that's not faking it or acts straight to cover his gay side up. I think that's awesome. He works in the same place I do. He's really good at what he does.

I submit my incentive is romance
I watched the poledance
Of the stars
We rejoice because the hurting is so painless
From the distance
Of passing cars

Now that we're done with that, I can show you my cool new bracelet!



But I am married to your charms and grace
I just go crazy like the good old days
You make me want to pick up a guitar
And celebrate the myriad ways that I love you

And finally, the only shot I have of the BYOC room at PAX. Sorry my head's in the way, it was an accidental picture. :(



You've got to press it on you
You just think it
That's what you do baby
Hold it down
Dare

Speaking of PAX, it was awesome, yes. I have a few stories I need to tell from it.

So we get there, and set our computers up and everything's great. The panels were wonderful, the atmosphere was tangible, the smell was unbearable at times but hey, dirty fanboys are what make the convention. I guess.

This is kind of an intro to what happened. We're kicked out of the entire convention at 2am because of a huge issue with people stealing things and the cleaning crew needed to at least come it and resupply different rooms. So the first night, we go back to the hotel room, and Keith and I took a shower, and Josiah and I crashed because there was nothing better to do. Keith wandered around and made friends the ENTIRE NIGHT, came back and passed the fuck out.

Jump with them all and move it
Jump back and forth
And feel like you were there yourself
Work it out

So now comes the next night, and we're kicked out at 2am, but we're riding such gigantic caffeine highs that there's no way we even think of going back to our own hotel room. So Keith's heard of this awesome room party that's going on right now. It's in the Doubletree. We go there, get in, beer everywhere, people everywhere and some Xbox going on.

We're trying to figure out if this girl from Canada is 16 or 18, and someone gets the balls to ask. She's 24. Keith chokes on his words, I laugh a little. Some chips, beer's running out, a few guys are drunk. These guys decide to play a game called Ironman Rock Paper Scissors.

This consists of playing in groups of two or three, shouting "ONE TWO THREE FUCK!" and whoever loses overall gets suckerslapped.

Never did no harm
Never did no harm

They moved on to punching each other in the shoulders. Security was called, everyone was asked to leave the room immediately. Almost all of the people at that party crashed the Neskimos room on the other side of the floor and barged their way in. We were then kicked out after Ironman Rock Paper Scissors resumed, and the drunkest of them all, who kept losing, went to his hotel room to puke his entrails up.

Afterwards, we wandered around a bit, Josiah and I ran off to the hotel room for some lovins, came back and dragged Keith out from the middle of a huge Nerf war. We took three people from the hall party to Denny's with us, ate a whole shit ton of food. I've completely forgotten everything we talked about that morning. We stayed up till 10am or so, got 2 hours of sleep, woke up and went right back to the convention. It was a lot of fun, and I even came up with a list of my top ten favorite things. :O!

10. The red-headed guy who manned the BYOC table outside the entrance and his amazing vibrating chair.
9. Being able to broadcast Puyo Pop on the DS and have all of the free slots fill immediately.
8. The impromptu Nintendo laser light dancing on the furthest wall during the concert.
7. Where the idea for Fruit Fucker came from.
6. The Minibosses performing the underwater level of Super Mario 2 and everyone swaying back and forth like seaweed.
5. Ironman Rock Paper Scissors.
4. Denny's at 6am with my hotel room buddies and three guys I had just met in the unofficial hall party at the Doubletree.
3. Pictochatting: drawing penises, catgirls and editing other people's pictures to add penises and catgirls.
2. Playing UT2k4 for the first time ever with all the guys in BYOC and not getting last place except for once.
1. All of the cool people I got to hang out with, and not a single one of them hit on me once. <3

We spies in amid slow hands
Killer for hire
You know not yourself

Posted for truth:

It's unbelievable that this is America. It's hard to comprehend that these repeating images of herds of people without food or water or medical treatment after nearly a week are happening on our soil. They're our fellow citizens and while the politicians, directors, planners and generals congratulate each other at press conferences they are suffering and dying.

I have seen some efforts in the media to pressure officials to accept responsibility. None have, because in public office the buck stops nowhere. The only person I have really seen come close to capturing the raw fury of the people trapped in New Orleans or forgotten in Mississippi and Alabama is CNN's Anderson Cooper. He confronted Democratic Senator Mary Landrieu on live TV, chiding her with a voice cracking with emotion that he couldn't believe the politicians were patting each other on the back over a job well done when he just saw rats eating a woman's body in the street of Biloxi.

On the Internet I've seen people blatantly placing blame on Bush, FEMA, Congress, the National Guard, and even Homeland Security. Who is responsible? Who should be blamed? All of them. This is a colossal failure of our government to care for and protect its citizenry on every conceivable level.

The heroes are the men and women on the scene doing their utmost to help those in need. Coast Guard rescue workers plucking people to safety and Red Cross workers feeding people from emergency kitchens are heroes. The man who commandeered a bus and got people out of New Orleans when the government was woefully impotent is a hero. The woman who smashed the glass on a convenience store to loot bottled water for fifteen kids who should have been absolutely inundated with supplies by then is a hero. The doctors and nurses hand-bagging ventilator patients 24 hours a day in dark hospitals are heroes.

In the ineloquent but true words of the Mayor of New Orleans: "Don't tell me 40,000 people are coming here. They're not here. It's too doggone late. Now get off your asses and do something, and let's fix the biggest goddamn crisis in the history of this country." CNN was better prepared to deal with this disaster than FEMA was.

I am ashamed of my country's government in a universal way right now. Republicans, democrats, opportunists, it doesn't matter; they're all guilty in this situation. In a magical world where justice is actually served most of these people would not have jobs in a month or two. Instead the people without jobs will be the millions who have lost everything and found their government with its back turned. Remember that people are still dying because of this incompetence. Remember that when each and every one of these fools appears on TV for a photo op or complains about "placing blame later," because placing blame now is the only hope America has to change the situation.

Sorry, Missy, but I haven't posted about you in my blog for months now. You'll have to find someone else to make limpwristed ripostes at.