forever may not be long enough for this love

[impy]

If I were a big believer in omens, I would consider last night to be a big giant flaming neon sign of, "Girl, you fucked up so get out while the getting is good."

o_O Dude. I thought I'd finally managed to escape that vexing dance of three bad things for every one good thing that happens.

I so thought wrong. Blood and dogs being hit by cars and damn near crying and the selfish thought that, Christ, of all nights, why ruin mine? Oh yeah. Vague is good because details make me flinch.

Stolen shamelessly from loadedfantasy:

This is the problem with LJ, we all think we are so close, and we know nothing about each other. I'm going to rectify it. I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.


In other news, I am now the proud owner of two new Nolee dolls. One is Lily [lily is dancing on the table] and I think the other shall be Lucy. Lucifer. She's evil. All red and purple and this horrid pink, but still cool. Evil.

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[snarky-imp.livejournal.com]

Um, insanity? :p Not sure. At first it was just the weirdness factor. You know, the fact that Barbie had gone full-out skank to battle the Bratz dolls that I'd been snickering at for awhile. And then I think about the same time my anime addiction began to kick up again and it's cheaper to buy one of those dolls and let my muse flit over and tell me a story or six about the doll than it is to shell out however much for some anime or chance running into a comic store for some manga.

And oddly enough, I like 'em even if I can't figure out why. Maybe one of those "recapture childhood" things, or maybe it's the fact that if they'd had these when I was in my Barbie days, I'd have begged for the whole lot of 'em. Big eyes! Big mouths! Skankaliscious!

It's a mystery that I wish I could explain.