Sunday, December 12, 2004 - 11:38 PM
Music: Broken - Seether (feat. Amy Lee)
OHMYBLOODYLORDOFLORDS! (-snicker-) I have cats. No, I'm not kidding. As of about four o'clock today, I am the proud owner of two black Maine Coons (a female and male) with the names Nicholas and Alexandra Romanov, named of course after the last czar and czarina of Russia. I know, Nathan would be proud. They're beautiful things, declawed, spayed, and everything already, and are a little over a year old. We bought them from a woman who was at a Petsmart, selling a load of cats she had rehabiliated. She does this as a profession now and has a license as a pet shelter. I swear, she's absolutely heavensent and sweet as can be. I'm so inspired by how passionate she is about helping kitties find homes before they're euthanized (put to death) in the pounds across the city. She's my hero. When I'm a rich and famous opera singer (-random people laugh-) she's one of the first people I'm going to donate a lot to. Maybe a couple tens of thousands to get some permanent staffing and spiff up the center. Too bad it'll be years before anything like that is ever possible. -sniffs- But then again, the chances I'll ever go anywhere with my singing are depressingly low. It's 90% luck in that business and I have NEVER been a lucky person when it comes to theatre.
Anyways, I love these cats to death. They are so cute! They hid for a bit under my dresser today but finally emerged and are now hanging out on my carpet in front of my bed. I think Alex is going to sleep next to me although I'm not so sure about Nicki. I hope Candi doesn't shoot me for having a male cat named Nicki. I give all name copyrights to her exclusively, although her Nicki has the surname de Lenfent, while mine is Romanov. Go figure. ^^ Still cute names. Anyways, I'm really happy-go-lucky today with these cats since I've wanted them forever. My mom was finally swayed by the fact that they were already spayed/neutered, declawed, and vaccinated, so they would be perfect house cats. They're absolutely gorgeous and I absolutely must take pictures. Remind me to do that sometime. I'm just really bummed I have to go away so soon on Thursday and not get back until Monday. However, I'm still really excited about the trip and I'm sure I'll have a great time.
David comes home on Friday. I'll miss him for a few days, unfortunately, but I bet he'll be surprised by the new arrivals. I left Jackie a text message to try to tell her about the cats, but her phone was off so I doubt she'll even see it until tomorrow. Oh well. Doesn't damper my excitement any! -bouncebouncebounce- God. I have TWO (count 'em), TWO sum. asses. tomorrow. Someone shoot me. Ack. I'm studying for my French oral section tomorrow during lunch because I have no energy to do so tonight. And physics is so damn easy that everything should go over just perfectly. YAY! -dances- Anyways, have a good night. I know I will. -snuggles kitties-
It's my birthday in twelve minutes now...and whoa. I couldn't have gotten two better presents.
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Thursday, December 9, 2004 - 7:06 PM
Music: Cowboys From Hell - Pantera
Well...helloooo there. Guess who saw Marilyn Manson in concert on Saturday? -dances around- He was SO DAMN HOT and one of the most amazing performers I've ever had the pleasure of seeing live. When he first came on stage, I began to cry because I was so touched by finally seeing my idol. Ha. If Anji reads this, I'm sure she's either A) laughing her ass off or B) sighing and shaking her head. Muwahahaha. I'm such a freak. But still...he was so amazing. I love him even more than I previously did and I really felt the performer - audience connection there. I knew the lyrics to all the songs he performed and screamed along. I'm sort of upset he didn't play "This Is the New Shit". He didn't have to sing the songs from Mechanical Animals but whatever. (-hates that cd-) I mean, how is "Great Big White World" so exciting as compared to some of his other specialties? Mhm. That's what I thought. Anyways, it rocked and I got my stuff signed by the super hot opening band, Slunt. They had a female lead singer and bassist and I got the bassist to dedicate me (and a few other audience members) a song. She was really, really hot and hopefully we can hook up next time she's in Atlanta. (Gave her contact info and such.) God, I realize how incriminating this is.
Well, greetings to you from the nurses' station at Piedmont Hospital. Dad had to make rounds and I just so happened to be here because mom decided that grandpa looked bad enough to bring to the hospital. He's all stooped over and keeps hallucinating, talking to my grandma when she's not even there. He also keeps falling, so it'll be good to keep him restrained for his own health. I worry about him. Mom says he's going to die really soon, and I have sort of mixed feelings. I think it'll be good that his suffering will be ended, but then again, I don't want him to die. -sighs- Simon is trying to cheer me up over text message, but it's not quite working so well. But I suppose once dad takes me out to dinner after this, I'll feel much better.
Went to church last night with A-Ray and guess what...he's my PDC date! Isn't that shibby? That's my new word, by the way. Snagged it from the awesome webcomic I discovered a while ago, "Boy Meets Boy." It's probably the best comic I've read in a long time. So cute! I love Skids to death so I guess that's why I started picking up this word. It sort of bugs me though that it's a big word from "Dude Where's My Car?" apparently. I've never seen that movie...ever. So the shibby came from BOY MEETS BOY, as far as I'm concerned. I'm getting really tired of people assuming I've seen it therefore and proceeding to drone on and on about these "awesomely hot Ashton Kutcher" scenes when I really couldn't care less. Fucking kangaroos.
Hmm...what else? Well, I've been sleeping in my parents' room lately because I've been too lazy to move upstairs after watching tv with them. My parents are actually really cool people, believe it or not. I enjoy spending time with them and lately I've been so stressed because of those God Forsaken Summative Assessments that I haven't been feeling up to doing anything social. I need to give Anji and Mellee a call to let them know I'm not dead and get some phone hugs as well. -grins-
I have a tournament soon in Minesota, my first out of the southeast region. I'm really excited, but really nervous because Abby and I have to go into Varsity for it. It's only a Varsity tournament, so we have no choice. But apparently it's a lot of fun and a real treat, with ice parades and even a Japanese steak restaurant. Woohoo! I'll have to keep you posted on how it goes.
Argh. My birthday is on Monday and I don't even know what I want. Someone even pointed out how soon it was a while ago and I had to stop and think about it. How could life be so hectic that one could forget one's own birthday? Apparently mine is.
I finally stepped down from NC. As much as I'm going to miss it, I really feel like it's a load off my shoulders. the posting was absolutely driving me crazy and it seemed like nothing but a burden, so I figured it wasn't worth doing if I wasn't enjoying it anymore. It's not like the roleplay (vampire to vampire) was that engaging anyway. I just enjoy the looniness of the staff room a lot, but I think Candi will be able to make me a mortal mod, which opens the door to a hot young (gay) male joining the boards sometime soon. -grins- Now to think of names...but that won't come until I'm much less busy. God.
Well...enough about me. Here's some lovely responses I've been promising forever! I praise you all for your infinite patience and hope you will accept my offering of my soul to make up for my laziness. -bows-
Mr. Kim-Kims: Eeek! I love you, I love you, I love you! -huggles- Sorry. Feeling rather needy of Mel lately. I misses you lots! I should come to Florida in February. I don't need to go to school, after all. It sucks my non-existent (I think) wanker. Waaah! We do need to act like lezzies! Like on the roller coaster! With the guy with the freakishly large tongue! And I have no idea why I'm using so many damn exclamation points! Oh well! Anyways, I really need to comment on your journal some more. I've been lazy all over and hopefully will start feeling up to going online in the near future. I'm doing much better now with the cutting situation, so there is nothing to worry about, lovie. Thanks for the layout compliment! Me loves it too! Actually, Simon claims it shows my "softer side" but we all know how full of shit that is. -random people cackle- Mr. Popo has no softer side! MUWAHAHAHAHAHA! I EVIL! I EVIL! Yeah, David is getting better (MERCI DIEU) and isn't quite so annoying. We might actually be friends now. I know. It's shocking. Although I'm sure he'll still be a bit annoying. He's coming home over Christmas break and I'm sure there will be even more changes in him. Can you believe he's been on honor role at the end of the first marking period already? I know. He's like smart and stuff. Scary.
Melissa: Hi, honey! I miss reading your bloggy! Again, I've been lazy as crap and have been just laying around for the past few weeks. All this school stress. Argh! I promise I'll get around to commenting and reading and annoying as soon as this school crap is over. -grins- I love your new layout. It's absolutely beautiful and soooo Christmasy! My God, you absolutely rock! -huggles- Well, David's doing pretty well and you're right...it is natural to miss a sibling, even though he's annoying as crap sometimes. I hope your family has a wonderful holiday, darling, and I swear I'll be back to commenting in no time! I am too often le tired. -gigglesnort-
Anshu: DAMN SKIPPY! Down with Bush! My God, he's so stupid. He gave some stupid lighting of the Christmas tree speech on HGTV where he had to count down from five then light the tree. Well, at about three, he hesitated for a lot longer than he should have before finally stammering, "two," and trying his best to continue nonchalantly (although it didn't come across as so at all). I swear this country is going to hell. Congrats on your speaker awards, and I'm sorry about the shitty judging. It really is a crap-shoot sometimes, especially when they have to train extra judges who really are just parents who suck. Argh. Luckily, I've only had one parent judge ever and he was a lawyer and ex-debater, so he knew what was going on. He also picked us up. -grin- But anyway, if Ashita is pissed at me, it's because I voted for Alex and a kid (forgot his name) during the practice round -was judging-. Actually, now that I think about it, I probably would have voted differently, but I was really rushed to make a decision and didn't quite think it through. But then again, I hate some of the AFF plans (Sudan included) and I'm always tending to err on the side with the impact of total nuclear war, not just genocide, or sex trafficking, or something like that. (I'm thinking PDD25 or 65) Bah, what annoying plans. They can go marry Bush and be irritating and useless together. BWAHAHAHAHAHA! Yeah, okay...uh...I need my sedatives. Really.
Simon: I may be teh failure, but you are teh suck. Plus, I am teh sex so there. MUWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!1!!! (Yes, the one was intentional.) Hey look at it this way, oh so moody one, I don't mention all our happy conversations because it's a given that they're taking place. Why mention them all? It's the more unusual ones (sad, depressing pity parties) that I suppose are at least worth a mention because they tend to be few and far between. -hint- Keep the blubbering to a minimum, kiddo. -bitch- Kidding. (Or am I? XP) Anyways, I'd be watching FMA right now if you burned the fucking CD to work for the computer, damnit! I'm le lazy! Haven't you figured this out by now? I guess I'll have to go in the playroom eventually and watch it on my humble 4'x3' television. Psh to you. So cut the bitching about how I have FMA on my list of animes/mangas when I haven't had the chance to watch it. I put it up there so I wouldn't forget to add it, smart one. If you haven't noticed, there are a lot of things I always forget to update. Example: Until now the "pet" section on my profile included the phrase "(POOKIE DIED! NUUUUUU!)" on it. Mind you, the said spider died four months ago. Also, I need to fix some broken links on my fanlisting section. Thanks for reminding me. I knew I could count on you. -skips off to go threaten to tell Teddy some incriminating stuff from Friday-
And that, shall I say, is that. 'Til next time, don't do drugs. Drugs are bad, mmmkay?
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Wednesday, November 24, 2004 - 12:20 PM
Music: Drain Away - Dir en Grey
First of all...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for not having posted in so long! I've been really really busy with debate and such. At my last tournament (Chattahoochee), Abby and I tied for second, dude! Isn't that nifty? I'm quite happy about it, needless to say. Anyway, I've been missing school left and right just because I've been feeling pretty blah and not in the mood to do anything. I PROMISE I'll answer comments in the next post, I just haven't the time to do it now. I have an appointment with Colleen in half an hour and I still have to shower and such before going.
Well, discovery was so cool! I had so much fun with my group (love them all) and the woods really weren't so bad. I'm hoping that perhaps one day I can lead my own group of discoverees and help them have as much fun as I did. It would indeed be cool stuff. Me? A leader? I know, it's a scary thought.
Had a really depressing conversation with Simon last night. Remind me not to elaborate.
Speaking of last night, I had the weirdest dream about putting on a production of Beetlejuice and staring as Lydia. It was the strangest thing EVER. Also, this guy really looked like Brandon Lee and I was trying to get his number and track him down, but I think I was somewhat unsuccessful. It was quite odd. A lot of gothic stuff and ghosts flying around. I HAVE to stop eating right before I got to bed. >< But anyway, needless to say, the dream was broken by my mother at about 10:30 this morning when she shook me out of bed because there was this horrible storm going on. The trees in the front yard looked ready to snap. She made David and I go downstairs for a while until the storm passed. I tell you, parents are paranoid. Muwahahahahaha. -coughs- Anyway...
I've just been floating around all depressed-ish because of something that happened two weeks from tomorrow. Darling Becca took her own life after calling me and basically telling me goodbye. I felt like crap for a long time, but I think I'm starting to feel a little bit better about it. I think. Anji's really pressing me to get over it, which I appreciate, but I still think it's going to take more time. I've talked so much about this with shrinks and school therapists and such that I'm done. I can't say anything else, really. Me numb. Rest in peace, darling, and may you find the joy you never could on earth.
Nyah...I need a tissue. I'm going to go off and shower, maybe fantasize about Brandon Lee a bit. WHY DO ALL THE COOL PEOPLE HAVE TO BE DEAD?! It's not fair...-sniffles- Oooh! But I do have Marilyn Manson tickets for December 4th! Happy birthday to me! Gann and I are going to go sneak up to the front of the mosh pit and see if he'll spit on us or kiss our foreheads or molest us or SOMETHING. I'm thinking about making some sort of body art as a tribute to him to show at the concert, but I'm not sure what. I'll get back to you on that...or maybe I won't. -secretive smile-
Ciao, all you beautiful motherfuckers.
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Wednesday, November 3, 2004 - 10:41 PM
Music: Love's A Loaded Gun - Alice Cooper
Well, hello. Why is it that I'm always so damn depressed when I write? Well, my computer JUST started working again for the first time in a few weeks. We had some problems with my new graphics accelerator, but they're all sorted out now which makes me happy. Norton's being a major prick, and refuses to run but alas, c'est le vie. I purchased The Sims 2 recently and it's the greatest thing ever. So amusing. I've played it for about two weeks and already haven't gotten through all the new stages and such. I can't wait for my birthday and Christmas to come up so I can get some new DVDs and CDs from Amazon! Of course it'll be something Japanese, so there's no reason to even wonder.
Well, I just finished watching the ending part of The Crow for about the billionth time and it STILL makes me sob. Even just those five minutes! I cried for about twenty minutes after watching that, but I've been quite sensitive lately and weepy like women tend to be. Ack. I've had some pretty interesting conversations tonight. I got one proposal to make out (not saying from whom, though...HA!) and I'm having a really somber and slightly depressing conversation with Simon, obviously not the one who made the first proposition. We're quite alike with our insecurities and such, we just show it in different ways. It's amazing what these late-night chats can do in helping people get to know each other more than they normally would. Jackie and I have had about a billion of those and we know each other more than anyone else. It's quite amazing. As I said above, I'm feeling very morose and I think I'm going to start biting my fingernails to the cuticles.
Fuck this country. I cannot believe all states voted for the anti-gay marriage ammendment. Fascists, all of them. The day the country's government can dictate the terms of one's relationship is the day we're all edging closer and closer to the abyss of hell. I think that day is rapidly approaching, as frightening as it seems. And we can all look forward to another FUN four years of ol' Bushy boy. -rolls eyes- Okay, I hope you caught the sarcasm there. Inside, I think I knew his win would be inevitable, but as the election neared, there seemed like more of a chance of a Kerry victory. -sighs- It's indeed a shame. James and I are going to move to England when the draft is reinstated. And don't say I didn't tell you so!
Well, that's about all I can muster out of myself right now. I really would answer comments, darlings, but I'm just too emotionally drained to come up with good responses right now. I'll get to that later, I suppose, and catch up with all my usual commenting. I apologize for my giant lapse as well. Goodnight for now. I'll elaborate later on the recent events when I have more time. Oh...by the way...
I GET MY BRACES OFF IN THIRTEEN DAYS! COUNT 'EM, DAMNIT! -dances- That is all.
UPDATE: Before I go, I took a hellofa long quiz. It deserves posting in here. 377 questions, dude! Bear with me...You can find this thing here! Try to enjoy.
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Saturday, October 9, 2004 - 3:10 PM
Music: Inuyasha Movie Theme - Ayumi Hamasaki
-sniffles- This is so depressing. David's finally gone to military school up in Virginia and I started sobbing from the moment he walked out the door. I know he's often so annoying and can be such an asshole, but I love him. I mean, he's my brother. And there was a time, believe it or not, where the good times much outweighed the bad. I've decided to cry out all my stress and frustration, so I've been listening to depressing j-pop/anime songs to flush the tears out. I had an all-state audition today, by the way. It went okay, I suppose. My solo, tonal memory, and scales were fine, but unfortunately my sightreading was horrible. I really hope they didn't take off as much as I though they'd take off. I completely screwed myself on it. I find out on Tuesday anyway what I made, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed until then.
Well, I'm babysitting tonight for Morgan, John, and Matthew. It's always an adventure over there because they're such energetic kids! But they're so sweet. I always love babysitting. Matthew just needs the extra looking after, since he can't quite use the stairs yet and is still suffering from the terrible twos. But Morgan and John-John are pretty self-sufficient. The money I make babysitting is always nice too. -grins- But isn't it always?
I've plunged head-first back into debate. I really miss the play, but I don't miss the hours as much as I thought I would. I miss the cast and the experiences most of all. And I think I'm going to ask a certain senior to the PDC, but I'll give you more about that later when the day of the invitations approaches. (I have until December to wait.) Anyway, speaking of debate, I'm partnered with Allison for the impending trip on the 15-16 of October at Starr's Mill highschool in Georgia. It's sort of neat that I'm debating with her since I can compare our styles and such, also 'cause I've never done so before, but I'm sort of nervous since I have so much filing to do and I probably will not be allowed to stay after the PSATs on Wednesday to get more done. Mrs. Heidt's going to leave anyway, I bet, and I need her help with arranging my 2AC blocks. But anyhoo, guess what the best news of all is? Mr. Brannen is chaperoning the trip! I'm so excited! I'm bringing a mini cooler full of diet coke for the bus ride up. He is like the coolest teacher EVER. And it doesn't hurt to enhance my favor with him either. -nudge nudge- But I'm really not into much ass-kissing anyway, so don't worry about that.
Other than that, I can't think of much else that's going on. I'm both excited and nervous about debate and all-state and I think I'm going to go mad waiting around for PDC invitations to come out. I'm going to miss David like crazy, but this will be better for him. He needs so much help with his behavior and the last thing I want to do is see him turn out to be a loser or something. Mom's going to be pretty upset anyway. Ah...one last thought. I really should make a new layout for this thing. Time to go back to anime once more. -grins- I mean, I made a new Nightmare layout, which I think looks really cool. It's starring Faye Valentine, no surprise there. I'm hoping to have that site up and running again, and maybe I'll even start Simming before long. It's all on my freakishly long to-do list. I promise.
Well, I'll write again once more happens. Ciao.
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Friday, October 1, 2004 - 6:28 PM
Music: Poison - Alice Cooper
EEEEEK! I'm not even going to try to explain this one. I've been really, really, really, really, really freakishly busy with the play x 200000. Especially over these last three weeks or so, I've been getting home at around like ten or something each night so I've just done my three or so hours of homework and then gone to bed. Argh. It's really sad how out of tune I've gotten with the internet. I've been entering a few drawing contests lately. One I'm still awaiting results on and the other I'm still working on. I should have it finished in a few days and I'll post it here. I decided to go ahead and draw my manga in color, just because it looks better and allows me more tonal quality. However, although I'm sure it'll take a bagillion times longer, if the demand for it ever increases to the point where I need to try to at least put out one page a day (which it won't, I can tell you), I'll probably get lazy and do solely lineart with minimum shading, and no one will probably care. All manga-kas get lazy, ne? God, I hate using mixtures of Japanese and English. It's quite annoying when people do it too much and I'm trying to break the habit, although I'm not so sure if I'm going to be able to do so. Gods. I blame ANIME. But then again, it is my life. -sniffs- And what a fufilled life I live.
Well, I'm writing this from the green room during act two of our second-to-last performance. It's an earlier performance, thank God, and started at four. My mother's here along with the little shit I call a brother and they're applauding way too loudly. -embarrassed- I'ts not like I have an important part or anything. Speaking of parents and such, I really want to go to a GSA (Gay-Straight Alliance) meeting a week from today at Liz Rich's house, but I'm not so sure my parents are going to let me. Since it's a regular meeting thing and such, I'm not going to make up some reason to have them drive me like I probably should, but instead tell them what it is and then try my best to use my persuasive "debating" skills and convince them that I won't get some sort of "reputation" for going to one of those meetings that they're so sure I'll get. Argh. I hate their paranoia. High school just isn't what it was say thirty years ago. But I'm still relatively hopefull that I can dress it up.
Homecoming is soon. The school is so bent on recruiting people to serve on the committees and do extra shit. Fat chance. I've got all-state coming up and I just found out that debate is a big fat three days a week after school for as long as I can stay. -sigh- I feel overwhelmed already and I haven't started filing yet. I really wanted to do tech crew for the sophomore and freshman play, but alas, Ms. Heidt got mad at me for having to cancel so many meets that conflicted with it and so I've just dropped it completely. I'm just afraid Hudson's going to have my ass when I tell him, which I've been needing to do for a few days or two now, but yeah. I'm going to have to wrap this up soon, since I go onstage in about ten minutes or so at the very least. Arrrrrrgh. But I'm excited about the cast party. I've really grown close to these people and I'm going to miss this cast so, so, so much. -cries- It's going to be bittersweet as we celebrate our last performance.
-giggles- I'm behind on my commenting to, so for all of you 3.6 people who are reading this and are wondering where my comments have gone, I'm very sorry! I literally haven't been online in two weeks. My posting at NC is way behind schedule, but Jackie's told Candi that I can't make it online for these past few weeks, due to my freakishly long play practices, and I'm glad that things are finally going to fall back into place. -grins- I feel as though life is going to be much less hectic. -sweatdrop- Then again, I should probably be knocking on wood right about now. I just knocked on the counter, although I think it's linoleum. There must be some wood in there somewhere, however. I suppose. -another sweatdrop- Michael Franch who's standing behind me currently says it's probably just compressed particleboard. Interesting, no? But he doesn't count because he thinks that blogs are the stupidest things ever. (His own words. Seriously.) I know, you may all send your arrows of wrath towards his head right now. He's standing near the green room door, a bit to the left of me. -grins- That's better.
Anyhow, I'm going to go now. It feels good to finally update this thing. I have a feeling I might have to get to my "current state" meter later, just so I don't miss a cue. Lest I get infracted! That's when Mr. Brannen punishes you and gives you certain consequences. I haven't gotten infracted yet, although like two-thirds of the cast has. I don't need two hours of set striking anyway. Now Sabrina Lin is looking over my shoulder and Omar is singing and my head and abdomen hurt and I think I'm going to die and she's laughing and it's not funny and I'm making typing errors left and right and ARRRRRRGH! I feel like that Cathy spaz thing in the comics.
Peace out dudes. Seriously. Peace out or die. No joke. Mhm. I'm going to stop with my freakish sentence fragments now. See? AH, DAMN! -dies- ... -experiences the effects of rigor mortis- Okay. You get it by now.
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Saturday, September 4, 2004 - 12:27 AM
Music: Personal Jesus - Marilyn Manson
I know, I'm horrible. It's been almost a week since I've blogged. So sue me. -cries- Okay, really, well...new layout. I've got so much shit to do, I think I'm going to go crazy. I've got to not only archive this layout in the "past layouts part" but I have to move the last version's link button to the archives and then make a new one for this one. I'm too tired to do any more graphic work tonight. But anyway, I know what you're probably thinking...I said in my last post I wouldn't change the layout quickly on you. Well, in true Rachel fashion, I changed my mind drastically, and therefore have decided to use this one. I've been on a gigantic Marilyn Manson kick (ever since I rewatched Man That You Fear's video, but I'll talk about that some other time) and I just really loved this layout. I've spent about seven hours total on this thing so far and I'm hoping I only have another two or three to go. Like the scrollbar? Yesh, me too. It took me FOREVER to find a script for that, since I searched through all these stupid tutorials for iframes. Well, since I'm obviously not using an iframe, it wouldn't work. Finally I came across the old "chroma" idea and lo and behold...it worked. -dances- I know, I feel so happy. I IMed like five people (Anji and Mel included) and was all, "OH MY GOD, I FIGURED OUT THE SCRIPTING!" They just kind of blinked at me. .___.;;; It's excitement like no other that you can only feel when you've been working to find something for three hours! Truly! -jumps up and down-
Anyway, as you might have noticed by my mood and such, I've been sick. >< Friday was the first day I came to school since Tuesday, since I was sick on Wednesday and Thursday. I had a pretty high fever and a viral infection. Nyah. I went to the doctors and they gave me absolutely no antibiotic, but instead told me to go take motrin. I suppose since it wasn't bacterial, it's okay. I'm just glad I don't have strep. Damn I hate those throat cultures. It's SO annoying when they stick the swab thingies down your throat for like five minutes and then are like, "Oops! Didn't get enough! Let's try this again." --" I'm not the biggest fan of the doctor, as I'm sure you can tell. Ironic, considering both my parents are in medicine. Go figure. I am ironic like that. And proud of it. I suppose. But anyway, I've been going through dozens of popsicles, rubbing them against my burning tonsils and hoping to relieve the pain. Whenever I yawn, swallow, or even breathe too hard, both my ears and my throat sting. It's so irritating. I'm supposed to be better now! NYAAAAH! Mon Dieu, I hope it's not mono. I don't know from where I'd get it, though, since no one ever kisses me. I'd have to PAY someone to do that. So yeah...it's not like I've been slutting around and was statistically bound to contract mono. I know some people, however, who fall under that category.
Today was so entertaining, despite the fact I realized how much I missed and took home a shitload of homework. We had the first pep rally of the year during the assembly period and for the most part, it was hilarious. They had a fashion show concerning the dress code (which was surprisingly clever) and then had this walk-off between a teacher and student in true Zoolander fashion. Only thing that sucked was that the guy didn't pull his underwear off like Hansel did. -sniffs- I wanted to see that too. But anyway, I've got two French quizzes on Tuesday and they're so damn IMPOSSIBLE. There are like literally thirty new verb conjurgations and our teacher is all, "Memorize these and take a quiz." Feh. I think I'm going to die in Honor's French. However, I heard that the regular French class is going to spend the entire year on the Conversational Past. -rolls eyes- Easy schtuff. I can conjurgate the Passé Composé in my sleep. So I'm really happy, in that respect, that I took honors.
Nyah. Another project to add to my heap. Those fanlistings are just too erratic, based on the size of my divs. I'm going to just eventually put them on their own pop-up page and even sort by category and letter. -sighs- But that's a project for a time when I have more time. Yeah, that made a lot of sense. -dies-
Well, tomorrow proves to be interesting. Allison is coming over at eleven or so and we're going to the High Museum. Then, we're going to go to Little Five Points or Hot Topic, depending on what we have time for. I'm so excited! The museum will be nice, since I'm an art fan, and if it gets too monotonous, we can always be immature and loudly point out the nude people. >_< It's great. I just worry that Allison's going to speak REALLY, REALLY loudly in the museum and get us kicked out or something, since she has a tendancy to talk loudly. It's not like I really care about being kicked out, but I doubt Chi Chi will be happy if we make a lot of noise there and don't fully "appreciate" the exhibits. And I don't want ANYTHING to jeopardize my shopping trip. MINE! -grabs hold of it-
I really would write more now, but my throat hurts like a mother, as does my arse now, and I want to go grab a popsicle and hit the sack. I'll elaborate more later on the Marilyn Manson video and perhaps I'll even write an article-like analysis on it, comparing it to the short fiction of Shirley Jackson's, "The Lottery." It's quite similar in very many aspects but hey...that's saved for a different time. Argh. Before I forget. Comment answering! Woohoo! -dances-
Mel: Meeeeeel! -hugs- Mr. Popo is glad that Mr. Kim-kims got off her lazy arse and came over to read Mr. Popo's blog. XD Kidding, somewhat. Teehee. My socks do suck. They REALLY suck. I had a few holes in them the other day and now they're all shreddish. That's what I get for buying socks at Target. XP Waaaaah. I do need to mention you more, Mellee. -patpat- I should write a story about you. As a matter of fact, I think I'm going to do it now.
Once upon a time there was a girl named Mellee. She hated stuff, but she liked stuff too. One of the things she really liked was a Finnish guy named Ville Valo. He had a weird friend named Antikooky who was six feet tall in kindergarten, finally stopping at the height of 7'9" as a senior in highschool. Antikooky was ugly and liked little boys. He decided to work at Disney one day after being fired from Rainbow Mufflers and was employed as a Tigger. However, he stalked all the little boys and got arrested. Then he died. The end.
Well, there's my story! -dances- Okay, so I know it's not really about Mel anymore and that it starts to drift over to Antikooky, but it's still fascinating, ne? Exactly. i right gud storys. After all, I ish teh gai goat!!!1!! Smartania is getting to my brain, warping into my common sense. And I love it. Remember boys and girls, I'm not suffering from insanity - I'm enjoying every minute of it.
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Sunday, August 29, 2004 - 12:40 PM
Music: Blessings Upon the Throne of Tyranny - Dimmu Borgir
HIIIIII! -bouncebouncebounce- Okay, I'm good. I think. Nyah. I say that too much. Okay, okay, okay. I've been a HORRIBLE little girly. I know. 'Tis been lots and lots of days since I last posted (ten to be exact) and bunches has gone on. I've successfully survived my first week of high school (-random applause-) and yeah. I've got lots of homework this weekend that I have procrastinated so far. >_< But I'm really hyper right now. David and his friend Alex are here and I keep teasing them about being gay. They would be a rather...interesting couple. But HEY, they listen to Josh Groban together! How much gayer can one get?! -falls over- I mean, SERIOUSLY. Nyah.
I've got lots of 'squito bites. ('squito = mosquito) I've been hammering away at my neck, arms, shins, thighs, back, etc. for over an hour and I think I'm bleeding. --" I need to post more at The Literate Legend, because I am stupid and haven't posted. And I bet NC would fire me if Candi wasn't such a completely understanding sweetheart. I haven't been posting at either of them. But I've been going to bed at like eight PM every night, due to my exhaustion, so I haven't been online.
MON DIEU! My brother and his sick-ass friend were just putting a camera in my room in this little box and watching me through the playroom TV. That is so screwed up. -shivers- I've just been sitting here typing, so I doubt it could have been very entertaining, but I still think the little pricks should go find something else to do. That's so fatal attractiony. Perhaps they'll die. Random Unrelated Thought: Whoa. I need to organize my fanlistings.
Guess what! I revived my old iMood account! Isn't that happy? Of course it is. Speaking of my to-do list, I'm going to release my webcomic REALLY soon. I just need to think of a title. >_< And draw it. That too. I've been doing concept sketches for it for about six months so I think I'm ready to finally put it online. Once I've drawn it and all, of course. I'm going to release some publicity shots and stuff for the manga of the characters (most likely CGed) a few weeks before I finally put the comic itself up. And I'll put some summaries of the storyline and junk. It's actually not shounen-ai (-gasp-) but I'm thinking of making some characters to add the hinting. Actually, I've already done so. I've got a really gay male best friend who hits on the main male, which is great tension. But I think I'm going to make the main guy /secretly/ also into dudes. Or something like that. -winkith- Dunno how long this is going to be. Probably long. I make long stuff. Long stuff is me. Yah. But I still have to decide whether I want to go through all the trouble of cutting + pasting tones (I'm about to order a bunch of new ones) or just shading it with ballpoint pen. I think I'm going to go the second route, just so I can get it out faster and not spend five stupid hours on each panel, which has happened before in previous tone projects. -shivers- Bad memories.
Simfic-wise, I'm a horrible person and really need to work on Double-Crossed, since thesims.com did the horrible thing to me and wouldn't let me upload because of the hyphen in the family's name. So now I have to refurnish and all that junk. >_< Nuuuu! -hides- I had a weird-o dream the other night about this eighteenth century England family and this Italian painter from the fifteenth century who crossed paths and stuff and there was all this time travel and evil bastard villains and such. I think I'm going to formulate that into a Simfic somehow. And I still have that other one-shot to do, which I'm reminded of every time I open my brainstorming notebook. I've written the plot to another dream-inspired one about multiple personalities and a shopping mall and a bunch of secrets and twists and stuff. Cha. Confusing, ne? I'll be easier to comprehend once I actually write it, hopefully. -has too many unfinished projects- AAAAAND I'm thinking about a new layout for FF. No, I'm not going to get one any time soon, but I usually make 'em about two weeks in advance (unless the current one is shameful and sucks much arse) and then post them once I'm absolutely horridly bored of my current one. I have lots of projects! NYAAAAAH! I think I'm going mad. -sinks into the ground-
Play practice is getting pretty brutal. It's from 3:30 to 6:00, but now it's going to be 6:30 this week. >_< We perform the first time a week from tomorrow. Scary, ne? We just barely know our music and such. I think I'm going to explode if I have to cram anymore stuff on. Schoolwork, projects, webcomics, play practice, FORUMS, AAAAAAAAH! And I think I even screwed myself more by just accepting a commission avatar drawing on Gaia. (which I finally got off my lazy arse and joined a week or so ago) Someone please get the defibrillator ready. -passes out-
Whee! Time to answer all /two/ comments! -dancedancedance- Nyah. I think I'm going to die. But THANKS to the two who commented. -hugs- For once it didn't say "0"! I think it's a start! ^_^;
Candi: I love you, darling. You're too great to humor my desperate plea at comment-getting. -licks back- And the Charlize graphic is printed out and in my archives of drool-worthy pictures. You rock my world, oh merciful NC webmistress. Ooooh. And Jackie also told me about the hosting thingymagiger. As soon as David gets the DNS server up and I learn how to do PHP better (since it's soo bloooooody hard) I'll be ready to take on the forum, if it's okay with Kitten and all. But we don't have to act immediately. >_< Busy-ness.
Melissa: Eeep! -tacklehugs- You're the greatest. Yesh, school hath started and the summer is gone! -cries, singing the summer's requiem- I think I'm going to die. -laughs- Yeah, weirdness is good. And sleep deprivation is somehow necessary, especially during weekends. But somehow I always make it up by sleeping until four the next afternoon. ._____.;;; My mom has to throw bricks and stuff at me to get me up. -laughs- Neopets is weird. It was okay at first, but then they added too much stupid schtuff to it, so I just use it for the occasional roleplay. Feh, my pets are probably all dead. But then again, I get an account frozen every other day for roleplaying slash. Stupid despie reporters. >_< Why don't THEY get frozen for traipsing around in shreds of clothing and frisking every member of the opposite sex they see within three posts? n.n The world may never know.
Well, until next time, I think I'm going to go scuttle off and draw. Have a nice life, all 3.4 people who read my webjournal! -bouncebounce- LIIIICKS TO ALL! I'll post some comic shots here soon. I promise. ^^;;
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Thursday, August 19, 2004
Music: Scarlet (Version II) - Ayashi No Ceres
Whoa. It's amazing. I only have four days until school. How about them apples? It feels like the summer was just too short! Haven't I said that already, though? o.O;; Nyah. Tonight I wanted to add a "Past Layouts" section and a few of my rants, but I'm thinking of calling it a day. Or er...a night. --" I feel all this pressure to finish at least part one of "Double Crossed" before school starts, but with this damn summer reading book to finish and all, that ain't going to happen. So nervous about high school! I'm 'fraid it'll be all scary and they'll make me study all the time and- NYAAAH! -rips out hair- I'm a bucket of nerves, being amongst the other Froshies. But somehow I think I'll make it. Plus, most of my friends are in grades above me. >_< I only have a very select few I like in my grade, but you can't really blame me. My grade is like...95% Christian, Abercrombie-shopping, preppy, pop-music listening to, wealthy, southern kids. The rest are the rejects who /aren't/ from the south. I'd be one of them. And so would the rest of the Weird Ones, I believe. -nodnod- We're rejects with a purpose, dude! Yeah! -dances- And our purpose is...wait. What's our purpose again? Someone? ANYONE? HELP MEEEEEEE! -falls down in pain- Okay, so I'm a bit of a spaz today. Nyah. I blame sleep deprivation.
Well, today I sat around the house in my newly-purchased Westminster vs. Lovett t-shirt. It officially has a few ice cream stains on it from my Bluebell's Birthday Cake (heaven) and perhaps crumbs from a poor, abused potato chip. Thank god for my lurrrrvely metabolism. It seems like all I do is eat and I really don't gain much weight. >_< The picture, however, makes me look realleh fat. I need to spiff up my make-up (that was like...me in a halloween-ish mood) and take a new one. Hopefully I won't look as zombie-ish. n.n
I don't want to be swamped with work and stuff, but I'm pretty tired of sitting around the house. I wanna go out and do something! ARGH! But I can assure you that once I'm in school, I will be doing a lot of stuff. And I'll probably have no time to ever update and my blog will fall through the drain (not that it hasn't already). Naw, kidding. I'll try, I really will. I mean, how long does it really take to write an entire entry? Twenty minutes? But then when I'm online I'm tempted to play with graphics and add stuffs to my blog and yeah. It's like furnishing a house. And I'm SOOOO easily-obsessed with it.
Anyhoo, I wouldn't be surprised if this thing didn't get ANY comments ever. I just added the system within the last few posts, but the people who all used to read my blog died or something. Now no one reads it anymore (with the exception of maybe Eskimo) and I finally have the comment system to mercilessly torture me with 0's. Nyah. They really know how to get to a person. -cries- I'll be okay. Eventually. -twitch- That's what the Men In the White Coats say.
Well, I feel a rant about despies/illiterates coming on soon, or maybe the homophobic-ness of the Neopets Team. They make me sick. -sticks tongue out- I think I'm at seventeen iced accounts, or some ridiculous number, just for roleplaying slash. I mean, with all those stupid despies traipsing around in tiny shreds of clothing and snogging within an hour of acquaintance...I'll stop there and save it for the rant. But I bet you get the idea of where it'll probably be going.
Goodnight, for now! I'm going to head to bed before the sun dares to rear its ugly head and make it impossible for me to drift off. Adios!
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Wednesday, August 18, 2004 - 7:34 AM
Music: Time Is Running Out - Muse
And now for a gigantic NYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Okay...that felt better. -eyes dart around- Well, it is currently 7:34 in the morning, if you haven't noticed. Now let's play the guessing game...who can guess whether Mr. Popo has been to bed yet... -silence- That's right! SHE HASN'T! -sniffs- This is the longest I've ever worked on a blog. I made some major, MAJOR adjustments, and prettied it up a bit, adding all the bells and whistles. Fuck simplicity! I want the whole blog experience! That way all of the 2.6 people who read this thing will be happy and enlightened. Woohoo. And enlightenment is great, no? Just ask Lavi...she's always enlightened. Speaking of which, I think the website has just about been abandoned. I should check the tagboard data for the date on the last entry. Probably like February something. -snorts- And on the topic of websites in hiatus, I'm not so sure if I want to keep Nightmare up. I might take it down for a bit while I revamp and work on my new album, Double Crossed. (Without the hyphen, damnit. I hate the exchange.)
Well, today was rather disappointing. I watched women's sabre fencing finals on TV and saw that Sada lost to some random Chinese girl (who kept howling after each touch, regardless of whose it was...which got on my nerves pretty quickly), but in happier news, she did win the bronze medal. It's a shame she hadn't fenced the Romanian girl in the semi-finals...she would have certainly gone to the gold medal bout. Nyah. I'm mad at life...and all Chinese people. Except Flish. She's always cool, despite the circumstances surrounding her country's fencing-status. Bah, I say...BAH!
Bought books yesterday. -skips around- Cha, 'twas fun. I saw all the Original Weird Ones except for Klim, Dri, and Speck. I can't believe that school starts in only six days! Summer was way too short! That reminds me of when on the last day of school Mr. Caldwell held us back for a minute and said, "Y'know class, you go enjoy your summer. Because before you know it, you'll be sitting back in your desks with school again. It won't be any time at all. So go have fun while you still can...time's ticking away even as we speak." I think the entire class let out a collective groan at the notion that summer could ever end, and that life would actually have the nerve to continue after it. Personally, I wish our winter break was the size of summer and summer of winter, just because I despise hot weather. Then again, perhaps that's because I don't own more than two pairs of non-Soffe shorts, which I wouldn't wear...ever. And the Soffes are only for sleeping. I swear. But anyhoo, back onto the books topic...I found this one book called "Le Petit Prince" that we have to get this year for French. (Honors French! WOOHOO! -dances- I'm in Morgann's class too!) I started reading it because it's like first grade French, and it's about this kid who goes around talking to flowers and having people ask him to bring them sheep. It's the creepiest shit I've ever read in my life. I think the storyline's possessed. o.O;;
Random announcement time:
I'M IN LAVI'S HONORS GEOMETRY CLASS! WOOHOO! TAKE THAT, DIETRICH!!!!!!
Okay...I'm good now...I think. It definitely felt better. I have to go to sleep before I fall over. Seriously. Oh...just one more complaint...WE HAVE TO TAKE BLOODY FRENCH IN ACTION FOR ANOTHER TWO DAMN YEARS! ARRRGH! -rips hair out- That is all. 'Night.
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Sunday, August 15, 2004 - 10:43 PM
Music: Cage - Dir en Grey
Why is it that every time I see this thing I like it less and less? -shrug- I'm good at pointing out all my lurvely flaws, and it drives me absolutely insane. Jebus. My dad is yelling at me to get to bed and it's not even eleven yet. He's all, "School is coming up! YOU MUST GET SLEEP!" and paranoid and such. It's almost funny to watch him run around, all panic-stricken and afraid I might not have something I need for school. I am SOOOOOOOO bored right now, mostly because there is /no one/ online. Seriously. It's only the random people I have on my buddy list whom I used to rp with a long, long time ago. I don't even remember most of their names. o.O;;
Feh. Mom and I went to Hot Topic today all the way up at Town Center mall. I got my long-awaited fuscha and black striped stockings and a HIM notebook. Woohoo! There's to Ville being so damn hot! Now I can look at him whenever I'm pulling my homework out. It'll certainly ease the pains of schoolwork. -winkwink- Also got some shoelaces for my new pink chucks (pink and black striped) and SOUTH PARK laces for my black Vans. They're so great! They have Kyle, Stan, Kenny, and Cartman - the original four - on them. I adore that show more than even macaroni 'n cheese. Fwee...my life is interesting. Well, mom said no to bascially everything I asked for because she didn't want to spend the money. I made a pretty nice deal with her. She said that if after a month of high school I still wanted to stick with the "punk/goth" look, she'd buy me all the winter clothes I wanted from Hot Topic. Exciting, ne? I plan on taking her up on that offer at the end of September, thank ya'. And with the play and all going on, that shouldn't take too long to come.
JACKIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! -falls down in pain- It's only been a damn day and I'm still in horrendous misery. Nyah. I watched swimming and men's gymnastics last night with my mom, but she kicked me out after a while, since I was jumping up and down and shrieking whenever I saw a name that I could relate to anime or Jrock. Example: Daisuke Nakano. I was all, "It's like Die from Diru and Hiro from Gravi having a kid! WOOHOO!" and my mom rolled her eyes, giving me the, "shut up or die a horrible death," look that parents have. So then I finally left, or was kicked out...I forget which one. The rest of my family was complaning because I was making too much noise and shaking the bed. Nyah.
Well, Anjibunny and Monica went to see Candi this weekend and I am SOOOOO jealous! I wanna go see them and Candi! -cries- I can't wait until I'm old enough to drive and can go up and visit all of 'em. We should have an Admin of Notre party. Bwahahahaha. Jackie and I can drive up or something. -bounces- Only two more years! ONLY TWO MORE YEARS! -hyperventilates- Okay...I'm good. I think.
Anywhore, that's really all that's up. I've got to make this rather briefer than I would normally, since my mom's freaking out because she wants me to clean the damn kitchen. For fuck's sake, can't she get David off of his lazy ass and make him do it for once? Psh. Yeah right. Who am I kidding? -snorts, walking off-
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Saturday, August 14, 2004 - 12:06 AM
Music: The Real Folk Blues - Mai Yamane
Ladeeda. I'm so co-dependent it's not even funny. I miss my Jackums! She's away in Greece, seeing Sada and Emily fence. So exciting, ne? I miss her tons and bunches, but I think it's the coolest thing ever that she gets to experience this stuff. -waves flag- I watched the opening ceremonies for the Olympics, but I didn't see her. -_- -sniffles- Ah, oh well. Figures that they'd only have the atheletes come through.
So...new layout, right? Cha. I was getting tired of old Villey and decided to retire him. Nothing personal, though. -gigglesnort- I hate the fact that this is all so...centered and squished, but I needed to be able to make my font legible and the navy blue on the side is just way too dark. I lurrrrve experimenting on Photoshop. It's my hero. Truly. It's not as nice as I wished it had come out, but I'm still converting myself from PSP to PS. It's a slow, gentle process and cannot be rushed. Nyah. Damn my cheapskate parents for buying me JASC first. >_<
Anywhore, I JUST LOST MY TRAIN OF THOUGHT BECAUSE DAVID CAME IN AND INTERRUPTED ME. GOD. -hyperventilates- Okay, okay. I think I remember now. Yeah, I realize that there are all of...no entries up here, due to my recent archiving. I wish I had written more, but I just haven't the time for this thing, so it seems. Oh well, s'not like anyone actually reads it or anything. Feh. I should have given up loooooong before now. But that's my stubborn jackass side at work. Figures. I guess I'll just have to write more. As more stuff happens, I'll have fresher news and such. There's not exactly an abundance to talk about while I'm sitting around on my sorry ass. Well, I've done a bit of cleaning up and such. I've gotten rid of the layout history stuff for now, since Angelfire's being a cuntface, and I think I'm going to have to end up rehosting all the pictures. Nyah. I hate not having a domain. I blame my parents again. However, my mom's been pretty decent to me lately. It's almost scary. She's all getting me clothes at Hot Topic and shoes at Stratosphere and yeah...I'm in heaven. I lurrrrve Stratosphere. It's genius. We went down to Little Five Points today and shoe-shopped for new Vans. I got a neat-o pair, really comfy too. The guy working at Stratosphere, Rob, is officially my homie. He rocks my socks. With our purchase, he gave me a poster, like ten stickers, and a few bumper sticker thingies. We were talking about skateboards and such (since Stratosphere IS a skate shop) and he's volunteering to take me to Piedmont park and teach me how to skateboard better, since my last teachers have been bumbling shitfucks. {'Scuse my language. Nyah.) You know who you are. -narrows eyes- But in conclusion, my day rocked. I am one happy Popo. Cha.
I've done a bunch of writing and stuff and finally made a site for FU, the band Karalyn and I started! It's great! We have paper bags and everything on. You can see us in all our musical (yet still crappy) glory here. Muwah. I've got to put a link of ours up on the sidebar. Remind me to do that. -sticks post-it note to forehead- Oooh! And I hacked Clarissa's "Love of a Vampire" fic with incredible joy. Nyah. Such drivel, I thought my eyes were going to rot out right there on the spot. That sick bastard. But anyway, if you're willing to put up with her nauseating desperateness, then you can see my hacked fic right here but this time with a bit more glory than the last link. Bah. By the way, you might also notice the absence of "Pokes for Friends" thing. Well, I got tired of looking at it and most of those people I don't even speak to anymore. Yeah...that's why I needed to clean up. I'll add more stuff, like my desktop and pictures and junk that no one cares to see. But I don't care. And that's why I'm a numbnut.
Life around here's been pretty interesting. I've been seeing lots of Allison, calling Jackie (who still has not been able to come over! NYAH, I SAY, NYAH! -bashes head into wall-), and talking with Anjibunny. -sniffles- She's been pretty bummed with that abusive idiot of a father she has to stay with. I can't wait until school starts (for both of us) and she's able to get away from him and back to college. I hate him already, and I've never met the bastard. I hate him for what he does to her, the hell he puts her through. -sniffles- But anyways, she's been working really hard (and I've worried about her back and such) but she really needs the money. -hugs Anji- It'll get better soon as school starts, I know it.
Oooh! I'm on a new forum called "The Literate Legend." It's bootiful. I'm hybrid_stigmata, and I'm TIRED AS HELL of getting frozen on neopets for roleplaying slash. It's nice to have an active site where I can do that in untainted, unhomophobic, privacy. Feh. If you'd like to take a peek at it, click here and if you're good at writing, for fzck's sake. Audition, will ya'? Gimme that. -grabs invisible gun- Eeek, okay. I'm good. I tweaked a Top Dollar quote from The Crow. I've been watching that movie so much lately. And every time, I've been sobbing at the ending credits. I need to watch it more and build up an emotional immunity. Now, after about seventeen viewings (I've counted) that should aproximately take another three years of watching it non-stop. Think I can do that? Of course I can. I'll even memorize the entire movie. My tribute to Brandon. My beautiful Brandon. -pats poster-
Well, I should probably stop rambling now. I'm going to set up some sort of commentary system eventually, but then again, no one reads this so it's not like I'm going to get any comments. Shit. I could just comment myself and change the names and stuff. But shh...you didn't hear that from me. If only this damn host allowed tagboards. -growl- Yeah. That would undoubtedly be better.
Au revoirs, mes homies! (Fwee...I've been wanting to say that.) Oh...by the way...like the signature blinkie? I cannot tell you how friggin impossible it was to find a Mr. Popo sprite. I didn't. So that's why I made this one, in all its own crappy glory. I know. I suck big floppy donkey dick.
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