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Heheh...My kittie's *so* _CUTE_ when he's high on kittie-crack!
^.^ I don't know why, I mean he doesn't really act any differant...except
he kind of just sits there and stares off into space for a while...he goes
around in a eurphotic (sp?) trance...which catnip is supposed to do to
cats, I guess.
Whao...I just had a strange role-reversal thingie going on. You see, I'm moving soon (in March...T_T) so I have to get rid of a bunch of stuff, including useless old clothing. So I gathered up all the clothes that either don't fit me, or I clothes just don't like, and put them into 4 piles on the floor (if I had any less piles, the piles would have toppled over and it would have ended up one big sprawl instead of 4 piles). By the time my mom finished filtering the stuff we should keep out of it, only 3 of those piles went into the garbage bag destined for the Salvation Army. About a quater of the pile went into a box so I could look back on old clothing when I'm older and remember the days when that little stripped tee didn't make me look like a shut. What happened to the other 3/4 of that last, fateful pile? O.o!: That's awefully melodramatic... Quiet You. Well, the clothes in that pile were of good quality and wear, and the only reason they were in the pile to begin with was because the sleeves or pants didn't cover my arms/legs anymore. But they would fit my mom perfectly. We're about the same height, but my limbs are longer (and I think my shoulders and hips are wider). I remember the days when my mom used to give me the stuff she'd outgrown (hehe...horizontally, that is...), so who's handing them down now! Somehow, that doesn't make me feel big. O.o!: It should. It means you're fatter than your mom... Quiet You! I *meant* big, ego-wise. and I am *not* fatter than my mom... O.o!: Wider hips... *And* wider shoulders, remember? I have a differant body build. And I am *not* fatter than my mom....I can't be, she went through pregnancy. O.o!: Whatever you say....Whatever you say... Hey! I gave you life, You, and I can take it away! O.o!: No you can't. I'm the voice of your masochistic side; I'm like the Leader of the Opposition. You'd have to purge yourself conpletely of self-doubt and shame before you can get rid of me. *blinks* @_@ O.o!: So there! *sticks out tonge and makes a rude noise* WTF?! When did my inner darkness obtain a mascot?! This is scaring the heck out of me! I'm just going to pretend You didn't say that... O.o!: Yeah, you just do that...hehehe O_O......O~o~kay, moving on....
School's back in tomorro. *sigh* You know, every year I like school less and less. Do you remember the days when you were in, like, 1st grade, and school was this grand adventure? Where did those days go?! I want to be naturally enthusiastic about school again, dammit! I'd have it *made* if I could be naturally enthusiastic about school...if I could transfer just a portion of my enthusiasm for, like, Gundam Wing, into school work I'd be getting a 98% average....*sigh* aw well. The fact that I could be working harder kind of nags at me, but ...I'm lazy, so I'm just gonna let it nag away. *sings to the tune of the cat commercial song in Auston Powers" Nag nag nag nag, nag nag nag nag, nag nag, nag nag, nag nag nag nag, nagnag nag angagn..... O.o!: Stop...please...just stop... Did I tell you that my cat flattens his ears when I sing really high? He does. O.o!: ROTFLMHO Hey! He does the same thing when any loud, high sound is emitted from anything! It might not be my singing... O.o!: Yes...and it might be some other colourless, odorless gas that gives red blood cells their colour... Quiet You. OK, I think enough masochism for now. I'm actually starting
to feel depressed.
I've updated my site, and by the time most of you get around to reading this newsletter I'll probably have finished at least half of what I plan to do in the Gundam Wing section of my site. I've added a links page, to which I will continue to add links...I hope for it to become something of the caliber of my old links page, which was pretty big. I have a new drawing, a non-explict nude of this sort-of-woman (she's either not human, or has a hellova lot of tatoos and weird body peircings...I'm leaning towards the failed experiment one, though) Dont' worry!--the ribbons cover the *ahem* important parts. Her posture's kind of weird...awkward. I tried out the posture she had, and all I can say is she has a weird way of walking...but I like it 'cause it's my first profile pic! *confetti blows across the screen* O.o!: What the-- Just go with it ^.^;. Anyway...the only reason she's naked is because I can't draw clothing that well. And it just came out that way. Hey, I don't have control over my art-muses! Yeah, my scanner's not co-operating with me for some reason T_T so I can't get it on the net. My speakers aren't working that well either....maybe it was a virus or something, 'cause my compy went crazy a couple of days ago. Well, moving on....I know that I said that I didn't want feedback, but
I've changed my mind. If I changed this newsletter into a group on e-groups,
would you join up? (For those who don't know, e-groups is a newsgroup server.
When you belong to a group, and messages from that group are posted, you
have the option of either getting the message in the mail, getting the
sum of that days' messages in the mail, or getting nothing in the mail
and just going to the site to check out the messages.) It would just be
easier to me...not to mention it will stroke my ego ^.^
Well, I guess that's it for this week!--and I use the term 'week' loosly. ~Ying
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