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Jan. 20th, 2010


What Have I Gotten Myself Into

Hello everyone. Doubt anyone's missed me. I'm sure you all think that I've abandoned Livejournal which is as far from the truth as possible. I just haven't actually used my own page in about...(looking at last post on here)...forever. But I plan to use it from now on since I might have a few things to say now that aren't fandom related.

Just started college classes, though I will remember from now on that late registration=7 a.m. classes. So won't be procrastinating next year for want of sleep. Especially since my best friend commenting that seeing the right side of 6 a.m. was a good thing. Let me tell you what it looked like this morning. So foggy that when I stepped out of my door the street lights were all I could see, so it looked more like White Chapel, London then Dallas Texas. Though you could blame that on the bipolar weather we've been enjoying for the last two months since I've been home.

Taking Government 1 and History 2, so I might actually be able to hold an informed conversation with some of my more political friends. Or I might be so informed that I won't have those friends anymore, hopefully not the latter.

To my fandom friends, that means I'll be leaving the imaginary world for most of those three days on top of my work schedule. Whatever god is still paying attention, I hope your kind to a partially dysfuntional procrastinator. But not to have my fandom self outdone or locked in a closet bound in rigging rope and silenced with duct tape. I've got a healthy list of conventions to go to, not excluding a few intriguing nights I'm not gonna miss out on, i.e. Gay Mad Hatter themed bingo night in the gay district. Come on, you thought I'd convert into a 'normal'? Ha!

But that is the long overdue update on my life. I've arrived at college, I'm here! Now where the hell am I headed? o_0

Nov. 15th, 2008

Batman Does Not Approve

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Oct. 27th, 2007

Jolly Holidays With You

Author's Note: A short sweet story I devised after I watched Mary Poppins. Takes place during the movie as Bert sings 'Jolly Holiday' to Mary. Hope you enjoy, there should be more on this lovely pair soon.

Jolly Holiday With You

Mary always thought it was marvelous when he sang. That voice might not of been much when he was a child , but over time it had progressed and what he'd lacked in vocal prowess was always made up for with such childlike enthusiasm that she never failed to smile. Even now, in his fine pinstripe suit, Mary could hardly contain her grin.

'My dear, Bert', she thought fondly as he crooned bousterously to her.'You've grown so that I can no longer see the boy you once were. Tugging at my skirt, begging me not to go the same way I know Jane and Micheal will eventually'. But now here they were, arms linked in a chalk drawing come to life. Straight out of Bert's companionably wild imagination. A man who'd come to know her best through time and patience.'Oh the learning you forced me to let you do'.

Since then, Bert was never far behind. Always three steps behind Mary's arrival like clockwork. Vying to be her foil when it came to educating the children on the lessons they need know for the future.And she'd have it no other way.

'Oh, Bert. When did we start growing old together?To such a way that we know each other so well and know just how to speak without words?I know it doesn't seem like we're aging.There aren't any wrinkles in my face and I can only see cheerful laugh lines in yours'. But she could feel his age with every passing year. And it saddened Mary to think that one day all that would remain of her dear friend would be the memory of mischevious eyes and that ridiculous grin.

"Oh, it's a jolly 'oliday with Mary. No wonder that it's Mary that we love."

And with that phrase from Bert's lips she was suddenly swept into his arms and dancing. Fitted within each others arms in a way only years of practice could create. Making it impossible for Mary's heart not to lift into her throat and tumble out as delighted laughter.

'How long has it been,Bert? You and I playing these roles?' She mused to herself as his expressive face beamed down at her. Frankly she couldn't remember, and maybe that was for the best. Letting herself believe it had been eternal, that it would never come to an end.

She watched his eternal child come out in full when the penguin waiters joined him in a dance for her. By now she had dropped all pretenses of the strict but kind nanny, and let herself enjoy what Bert was giving her, if not intentionally. A moment of happiness with him. If only for a short, fleeting time.

And with a panic like realization she felt the day coming to a close. Her time with Bert was slipping away as he offered his hand to her in one last dance. She took it with some reluctance but no less amount of joy, to twirl and spin with him under the bowing willow tree branches.

And then she heard the carousel music, reminding her, pulling her back from the moment and telling her that it was time to let it come to a close. But if nothing else, if she could not allow herself to rebel anymore against it afterwards, then she would have this moment.

Bert meant to pull away, to let her do what she had to, all the while with that beautiful smile on her face. And instead of bringing them to the children she reached out and grasped one of his hands. She could feel the jolt that ran up Bert's arm at the unexpected touch, the suprise he must of felt at her initiating such a thing.

Then, with a soft and slow understanding that she loved in him. A smile like no other lighted Bert's face and his fingers curled around hers, bringing the back of her palm up and to his lips. And with a secretive wink, he pressed a kiss to the uncovered tips of her fingers, making her heart flutter in her chest.

"Off we go then, Mary Poppins.Children that need lookin' after, after all." He said cheerfully and Mary nodded, this time with a returning smile upon her lips. And they both turned down the lane towards the carousel, fingers intwined for as long as their roles permitted it last.

Jul. 10th, 2007

I'm Being Crafty

So, some people probably wonder about my absence. I have no excuses this time, sorry. I got a new job. Does that count?

Oh well. Like the title entry says, I've been extremely crafty lately and have found the wonderful art of gothic scrapbooking/collaging. Haven't heard of it? Me neither. I made it up because I do not fit into a regurlar collaging or scrapbooking category at this moment.

So I thought I'd let you guys take a look at them. Hope you like them.

All The World's A Stage,And..

Dream Abstract

The Doom Clock

Someone's Watching

Jul. 9th, 2007

Doctor Who 3 on Scifi!

Enough said! Night!

May. 13th, 2007


This makes me happy!!

Which Character Played by Terrence Mann, are YOU???

Frank N Furter- You're Terrence Mann as Frank N Furter from the Rocky Horror Show!! They wanted you as the original revival frank, bt thought you were too Tim Curry, so they took Tom Hewitt, but once he was out of the picture it was your time to shine!! You're justa sweet transvestite from transsexual transylvania. You love all things taboo and wild. A bit egocentric, and selfish in your pleasure, but not a typical villain, and certianly not a typical good guy. You end up gettign killed by your servant cause of your wanton desires and careless ways, but not before fucking with Brad and Janet (literally!) and delivering the -best- rendition of "I'm Going Home" EVER. You capture people's attention with your talent and free spirit...not to mention your attire.
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May. 5th, 2007

My Plot To Make Mom Cave

Little black kitten with wide yellow eyes,
Curious about the world.
Your claws dig in lightly as we walk around.
And the excitement in you makes me smile.

Little black kitten I've picked out your collar and it's adorned with a black cameo.

But you're not mine,
So I'll leave you behind.
My sweet Mistoffolees.

I wrote this little poem after my mother told me the little black kitten at the adoption center wasn't coming home with me. I read this to her and she nearly crumbled, damn it, so close.


So I decided to make a seperate jounral for those times when I subject you all to my random fandom fan fiction. It's actually one of my old ff.net account names that I'm using so if you guys actually enjoy the writings I sometimes post, then go check it out. I have a new warning: slash Dresden Files story that is in the works over there right now. It's been getting a lot of raves from the community I was on so I'm pretty proud of it.

If you are brave enough to venture continously into my scatter brain fanfic mind. cayshagriffin

Apr. 21st, 2007

Me and my odd writing triggers

So I have odd writing triggers that set stories off in my mind. Usually this happens at a flea market, an antique store where I have to initially tell myself that I'm not going to write the next Curio Shop story just because I won't let myself. Well I just broke my own rule, I was in my own garage, sorting through old childhood toys for the garage sale next month when I decided this.

Actually it was a mixture of the toys I found and the childrens cartoon 'The Cat Returns'. So now I'm in the process of my first finished 'found in a antique store' fantasy story. We'll see how this goes and I might let everyone look at it when I'm done. So far this story is all cuddly and warm, it won't be some evil item story. But there is an eerie factor to it that makes me giggle. Wish me luck.

Apr. 18th, 2007

Dresden Files/Doctor Who

Okay, you guys remember the post I made with all the Doctor Who videos? Well I decided it was a good time to put up some more and even a few Dresden File ones I'd found. Yes annef, I put them up especially for you.

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I shall have more for you guys later, promise.

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