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General | Posted 14 years agohttp://www.furaffinity.net/view/6920498/
Every Soul Pig is about 7-8" long, one-of-a-kind, huggable, and crafted with love. If you want one of your own, post a comment and let me know what color you'd like. I'll take pictures of the fabrics I have in that color, and you can select which one you like best. ^_^
I can also make a "surprise pig" if you don't have a color preference. ^_~
Each pig is $10--this does not include shipping and PayPal fees.
~ These little guys make great Christmas presents! ~
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Every Soul Pig is about 7-8" long, one-of-a-kind, huggable, and crafted with love. If you want one of your own, post a comment and let me know what color you'd like. I'll take pictures of the fabrics I have in that color, and you can select which one you like best. ^_^
I can also make a "surprise pig" if you don't have a color preference. ^_~
Each pig is $10--this does not include shipping and PayPal fees.
~ These little guys make great Christmas presents! ~
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If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask! :D
Sayuki is a year old :D
General | Posted 14 years agoOfficially. Happy birthday, you wonderful little guy. You've brought so much happiness to me and my family; we're lucky to have you.
I'm going to write something that matters for once.
General | Posted 14 years agoI am terrified of my inability to interact adequately with others... I am terrified of approaching others, as I fear being viewed as repulsively odd. I long more than anything to be able to say words that catch in the back of my throat and fail to emerge.
Curse words. Common phrases. Obscure Internet references. Confessions years old. I can't get rid of them no matter what I do.
I rationalize with myself to justify some feelings and disown others. I dehumanize myself in order to be successful. It seems I can create anything but bonds, and my time is running out to form these bonds.
I am disgusted by females. I have a deep, unkillable resentment for women. It angers me that I harbor this hatred, and yet it exists. I will never trust a woman unless she proves to me that she is worth trusting. It takes a lot for someone to assure me of this.
I calculate scenarios in my head before they occur. I hesitate in speaking, for I must evaluate each response to my words before I share them. I like deep, meaningful conversations, but pointless ones are just as enjoyable. I tap my foot, chew on my lip, and tear at my hair when I am nervous or thinking.
I like to believe that I am satisfied with the way things are in my life, for I am very happy, but I have a deep loneliness setting in that I cannot shake. I have a desire to be cared for that I have suppressed for many years. Now I fear it is truly gnawing at the back of my mind.
I am always the last person I think of. My sanity, my health, my longings, are second behind everyone else's. I wish at times that I could be more motivated to take care of MYSELF. I see goodness in everyone. I see the potential in everyone I know. I wish that potential could be revealed to them, and when I do reveal it on the odd occasion, I wish they would believe that they have that ability to succeed.
I am angry at the state of the world. Everyone seems to hate one another. Everyone seems to want to make things worse for someone else. Nobody takes the time to look at things diplomatically. I am disappointed in the way humans treat one another, and the apathy of our leaders sickens me.
I am an emotional procrastinator. For years, I have kept words locked inside that I will probably never gather up the courage to share. I don't know what love is, and I may never know, but by the definitions I have seen, that is what I feel. I want to badly to say it, but I am absolutely horrified of outcomes I can never hope to predict...
I'm not really as cold or dead as I appear--as inhuman as I lead on to be. I am sarcastic as anything. When I'm not putting on a professional demeanor for my higher-ups, I'm a sardonic son-of-a-gun. I like to do things, even if it's impossible to do anything when money makes things prohibitive.
I consider myself genderless. I have an "official" gender that I do not desire to share on the Internet, but despite that, I do feel without a gender. I'm in a gray area, although I am probably more masculine.
I dream often, and when I do, I dream only of people. Perhaps this is my mind's way of making up for my lack of social interaction. I have never been held. To my knowledge, I have never been the subject of another's admiration... I resent falsity, and I believe this is what makes me displeasing to the eye.
I am under pressure. I feel the need to impress others with my intellect, and this proves to make me appear emotionally detached with my priorities in dreary places.
I do not wish to control. I do not wish to hurt others. I do not wish for anyone to feel pain. Life is too short to waste on such things.
I doubt this will be heard. I doubt this will amount to anything. But I can't lock myself inside my own worries anymore. I have been silent for too long, hoping that wishful thinking would amount to more than it has. I only have a small amount of time left. I want to make something of that time. I want to be more than a body in a room with a clock in my head.
Because that clock is ticking and my heart is beating in time with it.
Curse words. Common phrases. Obscure Internet references. Confessions years old. I can't get rid of them no matter what I do.
I rationalize with myself to justify some feelings and disown others. I dehumanize myself in order to be successful. It seems I can create anything but bonds, and my time is running out to form these bonds.
I am disgusted by females. I have a deep, unkillable resentment for women. It angers me that I harbor this hatred, and yet it exists. I will never trust a woman unless she proves to me that she is worth trusting. It takes a lot for someone to assure me of this.
I calculate scenarios in my head before they occur. I hesitate in speaking, for I must evaluate each response to my words before I share them. I like deep, meaningful conversations, but pointless ones are just as enjoyable. I tap my foot, chew on my lip, and tear at my hair when I am nervous or thinking.
I like to believe that I am satisfied with the way things are in my life, for I am very happy, but I have a deep loneliness setting in that I cannot shake. I have a desire to be cared for that I have suppressed for many years. Now I fear it is truly gnawing at the back of my mind.
I am always the last person I think of. My sanity, my health, my longings, are second behind everyone else's. I wish at times that I could be more motivated to take care of MYSELF. I see goodness in everyone. I see the potential in everyone I know. I wish that potential could be revealed to them, and when I do reveal it on the odd occasion, I wish they would believe that they have that ability to succeed.
I am angry at the state of the world. Everyone seems to hate one another. Everyone seems to want to make things worse for someone else. Nobody takes the time to look at things diplomatically. I am disappointed in the way humans treat one another, and the apathy of our leaders sickens me.
I am an emotional procrastinator. For years, I have kept words locked inside that I will probably never gather up the courage to share. I don't know what love is, and I may never know, but by the definitions I have seen, that is what I feel. I want to badly to say it, but I am absolutely horrified of outcomes I can never hope to predict...
I'm not really as cold or dead as I appear--as inhuman as I lead on to be. I am sarcastic as anything. When I'm not putting on a professional demeanor for my higher-ups, I'm a sardonic son-of-a-gun. I like to do things, even if it's impossible to do anything when money makes things prohibitive.
I consider myself genderless. I have an "official" gender that I do not desire to share on the Internet, but despite that, I do feel without a gender. I'm in a gray area, although I am probably more masculine.
I dream often, and when I do, I dream only of people. Perhaps this is my mind's way of making up for my lack of social interaction. I have never been held. To my knowledge, I have never been the subject of another's admiration... I resent falsity, and I believe this is what makes me displeasing to the eye.
I am under pressure. I feel the need to impress others with my intellect, and this proves to make me appear emotionally detached with my priorities in dreary places.
I do not wish to control. I do not wish to hurt others. I do not wish for anyone to feel pain. Life is too short to waste on such things.
I doubt this will be heard. I doubt this will amount to anything. But I can't lock myself inside my own worries anymore. I have been silent for too long, hoping that wishful thinking would amount to more than it has. I only have a small amount of time left. I want to make something of that time. I want to be more than a body in a room with a clock in my head.
Because that clock is ticking and my heart is beating in time with it.
I have a website up and running now...
General | Posted 14 years agoSpecifically for my art and commissions. Check it out: SUNURU.WORDPRESS.COM
I made it mainly so people I know in reality can see my digital art. It's continually being updated, so... wahooooo.
I made it mainly so people I know in reality can see my digital art. It's continually being updated, so... wahooooo.
R.I.P McQueen
General | Posted 14 years agoMy family raises Monarch butterflies every year. They start as either tiny caterpillars or as eggs... then they chrysalize and, eventually, hatch into butterflies.
This year, I grew particularly close to a HUGE caterpillar who was not only bigger than all his brothers and sisters, but also one of the most rambunctious I've ever seen. He was so full of personality, in fact, that I decided to name him and make him "my own." With that, he became McQueen, the image of speed and spunk.
After a while, he began searching for a place to chrysalize. I hoped he would spin under a leaf like most caterpillars do, but he decided to spin on one of our porch spokes... I watched him forming the chrysalis, twirling around and forming it around his body... It was incredible. Of course, I was worried that his chrysalis wasn't hanging like most did, but I did some research that resulted in the discovery that his chosen spinning place wouldn't hinder his development into a butterfly.
Time passed, other butterflies hatched... IRENE hit... McQueen sat in his chrysalis for a long time--so long, in fact, that I thought he'd died in there. The chrysalis didn't blacken like most do; it remained its green color for a while. I started to think he'd died in there, and wasn't going to make it.
But he proved me wrong yesterday, when he emerged from his chrysalis as a beautiful male Monarch butterfly--bigger than all our others, majestic, and flawless. I was so happy he made it. I was proud, too.
Once his wings had dried out and the fluid had drained from his abdomen, we proceeded to let him loose outside... But, for some reason, he wouldn't fly away. He kept trying to fly, but he'd only land in the grass nearby. Eventually, it started getting cold and late. I decided it wouldn't be wise to leave him outdoors, so I put my finger out for him to climb on to transport him indoors, to sleep in our butterfly net.
He barely kept his balance while climbing my finger. He began to get wobbly, walking almost dizzily... This had happened with past butterflies, and I got the sinking feeling that my McQueen wasn't going to survive.
Nonetheless, we put him in the net and kept him there overnight. I told him I loved him, and took his picture.
The next day, I found him dead.
He was obviously sick... I researched butterfly diseases, and discovered that I'd done everything right to try to help him. I couldn't have saved McQueen no matter what. If anything, I gave him a good look at the world. He got to nectar from a rose, from mums, from hydrangeas... He got his moments of flight, even if they were brief. And he was told time and time again that he was loved. I think he knew it.
A very small percentage of Monarchs reach the adult butterfly stage... Most die as caterpillars, eggs, or hatching. I realize that you've got to expect these things when you choose to raise butterflies.
But McQueen was special. He had more personality that any caterpillar I've ever seen, and became such a gorgeous butterfly. I don't know where any of us go after we die, but I hope that McQueen didn't suffer when he passed, and that he's in a better place. I hope he's in a place where flowers are always blooming, the sun is always shining, and there is plenty of Milkweed for all.
R.I.P McQueen, my dear little friend. I love you very much.
This year, I grew particularly close to a HUGE caterpillar who was not only bigger than all his brothers and sisters, but also one of the most rambunctious I've ever seen. He was so full of personality, in fact, that I decided to name him and make him "my own." With that, he became McQueen, the image of speed and spunk.
After a while, he began searching for a place to chrysalize. I hoped he would spin under a leaf like most caterpillars do, but he decided to spin on one of our porch spokes... I watched him forming the chrysalis, twirling around and forming it around his body... It was incredible. Of course, I was worried that his chrysalis wasn't hanging like most did, but I did some research that resulted in the discovery that his chosen spinning place wouldn't hinder his development into a butterfly.
Time passed, other butterflies hatched... IRENE hit... McQueen sat in his chrysalis for a long time--so long, in fact, that I thought he'd died in there. The chrysalis didn't blacken like most do; it remained its green color for a while. I started to think he'd died in there, and wasn't going to make it.
But he proved me wrong yesterday, when he emerged from his chrysalis as a beautiful male Monarch butterfly--bigger than all our others, majestic, and flawless. I was so happy he made it. I was proud, too.
Once his wings had dried out and the fluid had drained from his abdomen, we proceeded to let him loose outside... But, for some reason, he wouldn't fly away. He kept trying to fly, but he'd only land in the grass nearby. Eventually, it started getting cold and late. I decided it wouldn't be wise to leave him outdoors, so I put my finger out for him to climb on to transport him indoors, to sleep in our butterfly net.
He barely kept his balance while climbing my finger. He began to get wobbly, walking almost dizzily... This had happened with past butterflies, and I got the sinking feeling that my McQueen wasn't going to survive.
Nonetheless, we put him in the net and kept him there overnight. I told him I loved him, and took his picture.
The next day, I found him dead.
He was obviously sick... I researched butterfly diseases, and discovered that I'd done everything right to try to help him. I couldn't have saved McQueen no matter what. If anything, I gave him a good look at the world. He got to nectar from a rose, from mums, from hydrangeas... He got his moments of flight, even if they were brief. And he was told time and time again that he was loved. I think he knew it.
A very small percentage of Monarchs reach the adult butterfly stage... Most die as caterpillars, eggs, or hatching. I realize that you've got to expect these things when you choose to raise butterflies.
But McQueen was special. He had more personality that any caterpillar I've ever seen, and became such a gorgeous butterfly. I don't know where any of us go after we die, but I hope that McQueen didn't suffer when he passed, and that he's in a better place. I hope he's in a place where flowers are always blooming, the sun is always shining, and there is plenty of Milkweed for all.
R.I.P McQueen, my dear little friend. I love you very much.
Well, this stinks.
General | Posted 14 years agoJust found out today that a good friend of mine has up and left my town. Now he's hundreds of miles away, and I have no idea how to contact him.
I have this weird empty space in my gut, and I really wish I could fill it with more than Dr. Pepper and empty words.
I have this weird empty space in my gut, and I really wish I could fill it with more than Dr. Pepper and empty words.
Freddie Mercury's birthday
General | Posted 14 years agoHappy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday, dear Freddie.
Happy birthday to you...
Long live the Queen.
We all love you, Freddie. Rest in peace.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday, dear Freddie.
Happy birthday to you...
Long live the Queen.
We all love you, Freddie. Rest in peace.
$2 Human Chibis...
General | Posted 14 years agoTrying to get some fuel into my doll funds... Any human characters you have, I'd be happy to chibify them. I've never done any commissions before, so I'm not exactly sure how this works, but I do business with PayPal.
Examples:
- http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6310838/
- http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6273224
*Crosses fingers*
Examples:
- http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6310838/
- http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6273224
*Crosses fingers*
Custom plushies and miniatures for BJDs (or humans :D)
General | Posted 14 years agoIf you're looking for a custom plush or miniature for your BJD, my friend Psychadelic_Mushroom (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/pyschedelicmushroom/) is taking commissions! Her work is beautiful, and definitely worth checking out, whether you want to get a gift for your doll or yourself. :D
Found some rare, collectible Pokemon plushies & wanna sell.
General | Posted 14 years agoI've got mint condition Blaziken, Flygon, Grovyle, Plusle, Minun, Taillow, Azurill, plus some barely used others. I also found some super rare, limited edition Neopet mini plushies... If anyone is interested, let me know, because I'm considering selling them... ^_^
If you'd like pictures of anyone specific, please let me know. I'll gladly take some! :D
---Complete list---
POKEMON...
2 Flygons: Mint condition
Blaziken: Mint
Grovyle: Great condition
Plusle: Great
Minun: Great
2 Taillows: Mint
Azurill: Great
Pichu: Very good condition
Treecko: Great
Bulbasaur: Great (picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/630.....#cid:45730328)
Squirtle: Very good
Talking Pikachu: Okay condition (he's used, but they're selling now for about $100)
NEOPETS...
Shadow Grarrl: Mint
Blue Jubjub: Mint
Blue Techo: Great
OTHERS...
Collectible Horosto-fu keychain (aquarius): Mint in box
Naruto 9-tailed fox purse: Mint
If you'd like pictures of anyone specific, please let me know. I'll gladly take some! :D
---Complete list---
POKEMON...
2 Flygons: Mint condition
Blaziken: Mint
Grovyle: Great condition
Plusle: Great
Minun: Great
2 Taillows: Mint
Azurill: Great
Pichu: Very good condition
Treecko: Great
Bulbasaur: Great (picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/630.....#cid:45730328)
Squirtle: Very good
Talking Pikachu: Okay condition (he's used, but they're selling now for about $100)
NEOPETS...
Shadow Grarrl: Mint
Blue Jubjub: Mint
Blue Techo: Great
OTHERS...
Collectible Horosto-fu keychain (aquarius): Mint in box
Naruto 9-tailed fox purse: Mint
I want to draw your dolls... - THE URGE HAS DIED FOR NOW
General | Posted 14 years agoYES, FOR NOW, THE URGE IS NO LONGER ALIVE. I'M TAKIN' A BREAK. THANKS.
After drawing Psychadelic_Mushroom's two Hujoos, Ai and Meteo, I have this undying urge to draw dolls. If you've got a BJD and you want him/her drawn, show me a picture and I'll give it a shot. If I find it too insanely tough, I'll let you know. xP
When the urge dies... well, I'll let ya know then, too.
(Let's see if I have any takers on these xD)
After drawing Psychadelic_Mushroom's two Hujoos, Ai and Meteo, I have this undying urge to draw dolls. If you've got a BJD and you want him/her drawn, show me a picture and I'll give it a shot. If I find it too insanely tough, I'll let you know. xP
When the urge dies... well, I'll let ya know then, too.
(Let's see if I have any takers on these xD)
Found clothes in Target that fit MSDs really well...
General | Posted 14 years agoBFC Ink. clothes fit my MSDs as if they were made for them. You can find the clothes in Target (but not in Wal-Mart, from what I've seen) for around $14. They're also all over Amazon--of course, there's shipping to pay, though, so...
Anyway, you get a full outfit in each pack, along with shoes, and usually some form of accessory. That's not a bad price, as far as I'm concerned. I got Machi a purple winter coat, boots, sparkly pants, a purple long-sleeved collared shirt, slippers, pajamas, and a pink bag thing for $28.
Just thought I'd share the info with those who aren't aware, whether they exist or not. Machi is a happy kid, regardless.
Anyway, you get a full outfit in each pack, along with shoes, and usually some form of accessory. That's not a bad price, as far as I'm concerned. I got Machi a purple winter coat, boots, sparkly pants, a purple long-sleeved collared shirt, slippers, pajamas, and a pink bag thing for $28.
Just thought I'd share the info with those who aren't aware, whether they exist or not. Machi is a happy kid, regardless.
Adolph came. Pictures will come as soon as his wig arrives
General | Posted 14 years agoYup, he's here.. along with a Clamp magazine, anime chess figurines, a Horosto-fu key chain, a Pullip sized baseball cap, and all the candy anyone could ask for (Pocky, Sprees, Sweet Tarts, and gummy body parts--those were a bit questionable). Gotta love the Junky Spot. I'd order from them every time if I could. Adolph, too, is perfect. Of course he's unsure of himself, but he'll adjust to his brothers and new life with the passing of time.
I ordered Adolph's wig from the Den of Angels Marketplace, and I'm expecting it to come within a week or so. I'll wait until then to post pictures JUST because he's not exactly who he's meant to be yet. Plus, he's camera shy. (Don't worry. I do realize that I'm speaking about an inanimate object, and I realize that such objects cannot hold emotion of any kind. No, I'm not as mentally disturbed as I sound.)
*Makes snow angel in various papers scattered across the floor*
Nope, I'm peeeerfectly sane.
Anyhoo, life's been good and I've been vomiting artwork all over the place. 8 straight pieces featuring Stinky Peterson. Snow cones and popcorn sundaes for anyone who actually knows who the dude is.
I ordered Adolph's wig from the Den of Angels Marketplace, and I'm expecting it to come within a week or so. I'll wait until then to post pictures JUST because he's not exactly who he's meant to be yet. Plus, he's camera shy. (Don't worry. I do realize that I'm speaking about an inanimate object, and I realize that such objects cannot hold emotion of any kind. No, I'm not as mentally disturbed as I sound.)
*Makes snow angel in various papers scattered across the floor*
Nope, I'm peeeerfectly sane.
Anyhoo, life's been good and I've been vomiting artwork all over the place. 8 straight pieces featuring Stinky Peterson. Snow cones and popcorn sundaes for anyone who actually knows who the dude is.
Another BJD on the way? x_X
General | Posted 14 years agoYes, it seems to be so. Today, I placed an order for a Bobobie An (soon to be Adolph Miechlan), and based on the previous experiences I've had with the Junky Spot, he should be here in about a week. Yes, that's right. Leon arrived only three weeks ago, and now I've got another dude on the way.
Unbelieveable. I don't know how I can spend this money sometime. This constant flowing-in of dolls means either:
a.) I'm in desperate need of some more friends.
b.) I have no life.
c.) I have odd priorities.
or d.) All of the above.
Hahaha... Ah well. No matter what, Evan is finally going to have another little "skater" around the house to relate to. ^_^'
Unbelieveable. I don't know how I can spend this money sometime. This constant flowing-in of dolls means either:
a.) I'm in desperate need of some more friends.
b.) I have no life.
c.) I have odd priorities.
or d.) All of the above.
Hahaha... Ah well. No matter what, Evan is finally going to have another little "skater" around the house to relate to. ^_^'
Facebook for BJDs
General | Posted 14 years agoYes, it's a social networking site solely for ball joint dolls. I found it pretty interesting. Machi has an account there. He's loving it haha ^_^
This is it: http://thebjdnetwork.ning.com
Search Machi Akamazu, and you'll get my dollie. Hopefully someone will find this link useful.
This is it: http://thebjdnetwork.ning.com
Search Machi Akamazu, and you'll get my dollie. Hopefully someone will find this link useful.
Stupid phrase... "I know right."
General | Posted 14 years agoIs there not a person alive who has given into the venomous lure of... "I know right?" I don't think I've lived a day recently in which the expression hasn't rattled in the cavities of my brain. Mreeehhh...
What kills me is that, if you do, indeed "know," then why do you have to ask me if you're right? If you agree with me, then I would, OBVIOUSLY, consider you right. Where does the "RIGHT" come from, anyway? Couldn't we just stick with "I know?"
"I like wooden spoons."
"I know riiiight? >_O"
Of COURSE you're right!!!! I JUST said that!!!
Maybe it's just one of those odd English expressions that'll end up in our vocabularies just because it's implanted there... But until that day comes... its use will always baffle me.
Stay original. Kwashaaaaaa.
What kills me is that, if you do, indeed "know," then why do you have to ask me if you're right? If you agree with me, then I would, OBVIOUSLY, consider you right. Where does the "RIGHT" come from, anyway? Couldn't we just stick with "I know?"
"I like wooden spoons."
"I know riiiight? >_O"
Of COURSE you're right!!!! I JUST said that!!!
Maybe it's just one of those odd English expressions that'll end up in our vocabularies just because it's implanted there... But until that day comes... its use will always baffle me.
Stay original. Kwashaaaaaa.
Leon is here!!!
General | Posted 14 years agoHe was in the U.S. as of this morning, and on my doorstep as of this afternoon. I never thought EMS would get him here so quickly! Thank you so much to everyone in Shanghai who sent my dollie to me quicker than I ever expected. ^_^
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5892342
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5892342
Leon is in Shanghai and my artwork is waiting by the scanner
General | Posted 14 years agoI ordered him on May 10th and it's currently June 6th... At last, after endless waiting, Leon has been shipped from the Dikadoll factory to Alice's Collections, and from Alice to... well... me.
Hopefully, I'll receive him before the estimated arrival time--the first of July. xD
Meanwhile, as I wait for my dollie to arrive, my art waits for me to upload it... Gah. I have to get in front of that scanner.
Leon, Leon, Leon, I tell you, I never knew waiting for an inanimate object could be so torturous.
Hopefully, I'll receive him before the estimated arrival time--the first of July. xD
Meanwhile, as I wait for my dollie to arrive, my art waits for me to upload it... Gah. I have to get in front of that scanner.
Leon, Leon, Leon, I tell you, I never knew waiting for an inanimate object could be so torturous.
I was told today to pluck my eyebrows.
General | Posted 14 years agoHahaha.
Superficiality is hilarious... as are twisted females who so enjoy tormenting those who don't spend two thirds of their lives glowering at the mirror. For heaven's sake... Sometimes I wonder what contributions humans are making to society when they fuss over trivial matters such as EYEBROWS.
Unibrows build character. As does individuality. If we all plastered our faces with that powdery slop, slapped tomato sauce on our lips, sprayed one another with odorous nonsense, pulled every odd follicle from our bodies, and insisted upon wearing ignorance as garments, where would be our thinkers? The sorry souls responsible for undoing the stupidity of those too spellbound by mindlessness to get up and check out the crises they've caused?
I'm not making a fuss over this, really. It actually amuses me. The sheer vanity of females just tickles me a bit. What can I say? I'm not a vain dude.
Yeah. That's it.
Superficiality is hilarious... as are twisted females who so enjoy tormenting those who don't spend two thirds of their lives glowering at the mirror. For heaven's sake... Sometimes I wonder what contributions humans are making to society when they fuss over trivial matters such as EYEBROWS.
Unibrows build character. As does individuality. If we all plastered our faces with that powdery slop, slapped tomato sauce on our lips, sprayed one another with odorous nonsense, pulled every odd follicle from our bodies, and insisted upon wearing ignorance as garments, where would be our thinkers? The sorry souls responsible for undoing the stupidity of those too spellbound by mindlessness to get up and check out the crises they've caused?
I'm not making a fuss over this, really. It actually amuses me. The sheer vanity of females just tickles me a bit. What can I say? I'm not a vain dude.
Yeah. That's it.
Leon.
General | Posted 14 years agoWhen will the brat GET HERE? It's taking far too long. Meh.
http://www.alicescollections.com/li.....ml?cPath=44_49
http://www.alicescollections.com/li.....ml?cPath=44_49
Who would pay for $2 quick sketches?
General | Posted 14 years agoTheoretically speaking, who would pay for a quick $2 sketch of your character if I set up some kind of Paypal account? Just curious... ^_^'
FIGHTING MULTIPLE SCLEROSIS
General | Posted 15 years agoMultiple Sclerosis is a neurological disorder that affects millions of people across the globe. Countless lives have been turned upside down due to this disease, and there is currently no cure. However, research pushes forward in search of one. Through donations to organizations like the M.S. Foundation, we take one step closer at a time toward our goal: the ability to rid the world of Multiple Sclerosis.
M.S. has touched me and my family personally. My father, in his adulthood, was diagnosed with this disease. Over time, he lost his ability to walk, and his body underwent many trials and tribulations associated with Multiple Sclerosis. Yet, no matter what happened–no matter how bad things seemed, Dad never let M.S. keep him from being one of the most important people in my life: my father. Dad is without doubt, the strongest person I know, and my best friend.
I would love to see him walk again. He, and the other men and women like him who live with M.S. every day.
I don't know how many people follow me on FA (probably a slim few), but I need as much support now as you guys can give. Recently, I've been trying to raise money to support the M.S. Foundation and National M.S. Society, two organizations fighting for a cure for Multiple Sclerosis. I'm participating in the M.S. Walk, raising as much awareness as I can in my community, and blogging about the disease, but I still feel like there's so much more to be done...
That's where I need your support. I am one person, and the FA community is hundreds of people. Even if you donate a dollar, it's still money put toward a good cause--a cause that may one day help my father walk again.
FA, in general, is a really caring group of people; I've been here about a year, and I can see that. I think together, we can really make a difference. So, if you can give, please do. Let's beat this disease together.
DONATE TO THE M.S. FOUNDATION: http://www.msfacts.org/Make-a-Donation.aspx
DONATE TO THE NATIONAL M.S. SOCIETY: http://www.nationalmssociety.org/donate/index.aspx
M.S. has touched me and my family personally. My father, in his adulthood, was diagnosed with this disease. Over time, he lost his ability to walk, and his body underwent many trials and tribulations associated with Multiple Sclerosis. Yet, no matter what happened–no matter how bad things seemed, Dad never let M.S. keep him from being one of the most important people in my life: my father. Dad is without doubt, the strongest person I know, and my best friend.
I would love to see him walk again. He, and the other men and women like him who live with M.S. every day.
I don't know how many people follow me on FA (probably a slim few), but I need as much support now as you guys can give. Recently, I've been trying to raise money to support the M.S. Foundation and National M.S. Society, two organizations fighting for a cure for Multiple Sclerosis. I'm participating in the M.S. Walk, raising as much awareness as I can in my community, and blogging about the disease, but I still feel like there's so much more to be done...
That's where I need your support. I am one person, and the FA community is hundreds of people. Even if you donate a dollar, it's still money put toward a good cause--a cause that may one day help my father walk again.
FA, in general, is a really caring group of people; I've been here about a year, and I can see that. I think together, we can really make a difference. So, if you can give, please do. Let's beat this disease together.
DONATE TO THE M.S. FOUNDATION: http://www.msfacts.org/Make-a-Donation.aspx
DONATE TO THE NATIONAL M.S. SOCIETY: http://www.nationalmssociety.org/donate/index.aspx
Daylight Savings Time royally messed me up
General | Posted 15 years agoLast night I was up until two in the morning, staring at the clock and wondering what on earth I was doing still awake.
I hate Daylight Savings Time.
Honestly, what's the use in it? I understand that it had its archaic purposes in the past, but those days are over and the practicality of resetting clocks is slim to none. For heaven's sake, just keep the clocks going in one permanent direction and don't fiddle with them anymore!
(Some of us want our sleep.)
I hate Daylight Savings Time.
Honestly, what's the use in it? I understand that it had its archaic purposes in the past, but those days are over and the practicality of resetting clocks is slim to none. For heaven's sake, just keep the clocks going in one permanent direction and don't fiddle with them anymore!
(Some of us want our sleep.)
I can't believe how much money I spend on dolls...
General | Posted 15 years ago- Xi Dragon Doll (Sayuki)
- Dollzone Felian (Machi)
- Bobobie Mai (Evan)
Total for all three: around $800.
I tell you, they were wrong when they said money can't buy love. It's hard to believe how much joy these little resin people bring me.
(If they weren't so expensive, though, they'd bring me even more... Haha...)
loveandresin.wordpress.com - lots of pictures of them, and all of their vibrant personalities packed into one resin-tastic blog. It's amazing... airbrushed lips have so much to say... ^_^'
- Dollzone Felian (Machi)
- Bobobie Mai (Evan)
Total for all three: around $800.
I tell you, they were wrong when they said money can't buy love. It's hard to believe how much joy these little resin people bring me.
(If they weren't so expensive, though, they'd bring me even more... Haha...)
loveandresin.wordpress.com - lots of pictures of them, and all of their vibrant personalities packed into one resin-tastic blog. It's amazing... airbrushed lips have so much to say... ^_^'
Ha-ha, Sayuki is blogging now...
General | Posted 15 years agoDespite the fact that his unjointed fingers are incapable of typing, Sayuki somehow has his own blog now! It's called "Love and Resin," and I hope you take a few seconds to check it out. ^_^ It isn't anything extremely mentally stimulating--just the various thoughts and events in the life of a ball-joint doll.
Here's the link: http://loveandresin.wordpress.com/
Hope you click! Sayuki will love you forever if you dooooo...
Here's the link: http://loveandresin.wordpress.com/
Hope you click! Sayuki will love you forever if you dooooo...
