Oct. 7th, 2001

silversolitaire: (Default)
Okay, now THAT was weird... I dreamt that I was going to a waterpark with a bunch of centaurs and cat people! o_O The daddy was a centaur, much like the one I painted, Ronan. And then there were two brothers who were cat people. And two sisters, and strangely enough they were both one centaur, like two torso's on one horse-body. Very weird...

Before I got ready I wanted to take a bath (LOL) and I got undressed. I wore a weird white dress that was all wet and stuck to my body and it wouldn't come off. While I was struggling, the two cat brothers came into the bathroom. I yelled at them to get out at once!

In the meantime, the centaur dad was checking the ebay auction, because they were auctioning off a cat that had been left behind by our deceased granny, but only as a decoy to reveal a fraud. Don't ask me how and why! LOL I had placed a $20 bid on the cat, but was overbid by some strange leather guy who was the leader of some gay gothic group and he sent me a picture of him along with his address so I could send the cat! I remember looking at the picture of the guy who was very masculine and hairy and I thought that Nico sure would love this picture! hahaha.

Oh, and that pic was like a flash application, I could zoom in on it endlessly. He was kinda coming down the stairs and I zoomed in on the face and when I zoomed out again, he had walked down the stairs and his pants were gone! *dies laughing* Oh my God, it's all coming back now!

That letter of the guy arrived just before I went into the bathroom. It was delievered to the broom closet opposite of the bathroom, nonetheless.

We then went to the waterpark which didn't look like one at ALL, but rather like some ravine and a forest. The two centaur sisters got into a fight with me and the one sister at the rear was starting to get really nasty and ugly and wanted to split!

That's when I woke up. Now THAT I call a strange dream... T_T
silversolitaire: (pissed)
Asshole! I want you to DIIIIIIIE!!!!!!
silversolitaire: (huggle)
I'm finished with my paiting! AT LAST! *opens bottle of champagne*

I won't be doing a Venetian background. That'll clog up the whole picture. I'll just leave it this way.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah... *relax*

And now I need to do the editing for Cara.

Oh, in case anybody's wondering, the novel my gf and I are working on is called "Cara - Expensive Love". Just FYI.
silversolitaire: (pissed)
My dad was on his job all weekend. Yeah. Right.... He didn't call and now he's already 2 hours overdue. Fucker. He could have called at least. Told my mom he needs the time off. When does she get time off, eh? I want him to stay at the airbase. Why does he even bother to show up here any longer? We're all pissed at him now anyway.
Stupid asshole. Go to hell.
silversolitaire: (LOL)
... I get a 1 inch pony tail! yessum!
silversolitaire: (Default)
Done tweezing my eyebrows. Now I look good again! ^_^
silversolitaire: (LOL)
Hehehe, just got this on one of my mailing lists:
The date of the attack: 9/11 - 9 + 1 + 1 = 11
September 11th is the 254th day of the year: 2 + 5 + 4 = 11
After September 11th there are 111 days left to the end of the year.
119 is the area code to Iraq/Iran. 1 + 1 + 9 = 11
Twin Towers - standing side by side, looks like the number 11
The first plane to hit the towers was Flight 11

I Have More.......

State of New York - The 11th State added to the Union
New York City - 11 Letters
Afghanistan - 11 Letters
The Pentagon - 11 Letters
Ramzi Yousef - 11 Letters (convicted or orchestrating the attack on the WTC
in 1993)
Flight 11 - 92 on board - 9 + 2 = 11
Flight 77 - 65 on board - 6 + 5 = 11

(some David's response)

Oh my God! How worried should I be? There are 11 letters in the name "David
Pawson!" I'm going into hiding NOW. See you in a few weeks.

Wait a sec ... just realized "YOU CAN'T HIDE" also has 11 letters! What am
I gonna do? Help me!!! The terrorists are after me! ME! I can't believe it!
Oh crap, there must be someplace on the planet Earth I could hide! But no
... PLANET EARTH" has 11 letters, too!

Maybe Nostradamus can help me. But dare I trust him? There are 11 letters
in "NOSTRADAMUS." I know, the Red Cross can help. No they can't... 11
letters in "THE RED CROSS," can't trust them. I would rely on self
defense, but "SELF DEFENSE" has 11 letters in it, too! Can someone help?
Anyone? If so, send me email. No, don't... "SEND ME EMAIL" has 11
letters....

Will this never end? I'm going insane! "GOING INSANE???" Eleven letters!!
Nooooooooooo!!!!!! I guess I'll die alone, even though "I'LL DIE ALONE"
has 11 letters.....

Oh my God, I just realized that America is doomed! Our Independence Day is
July 4th ... 7/4 ... 7+4=11! ~Dave

PS. "IT'S BULLSHIT" has 11 letters also.
So funny! hehehe HEY! Did anyone notice that 911 is the emergency call phone number?? hehehe. Uhm... weird....

*yawns*

Oct. 7th, 2001 07:34 pm
silversolitaire: (LOL)
Me is bored, waiting for girlfriend to log on. I want to write more Cara! *_*

Ah fuck it.

Oct. 7th, 2001 07:45 pm
silversolitaire: (angry)
No one's ever on AIM and it's slowing down my system big time. Good-bye. *clicks it away* No use leaving it open. Fleur, when you want to talk, you know the drill ^_~.

Gonna get food now. Yessum. Hungry.
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Justify My Love
Written by Lenny Kravitz, additional lyrics by Madonna
I wanna kiss you in Paris
I wanna hold your hand in Rome
I wanna run naked in a rainstorm
Make love in a train cross-country
You put this in me
So now what, so now what?

Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love

Hoping, praying
For you to justify my love

I want to know you
Not like that
I don't wanna be your mother
I don't wanna be your sister either
I just wanna be your lover
I wanna be your baby
Kiss me, that's right, kiss me

Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love

Hoping, praying
For you to justify my love

Yearning, burning
For you to justify my love

What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
Talk to me -- tell me your dreams
Am I in them?
Tell me your fears
Are you scared?
Tell me your stories
I'm not afraid of who you are
We can fly!

Poor is the man
Whose pleasures depend
On the permission of another
Love me, that's right, love me
I wanna be your baby

Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love

Hoping, praying
For you to justify my love

I'm open and ready
For you to justify my love
To justify my love
Wanting, to justify
Waiting, to justify my love
Praying, to justify
To justify my love
I'm open, to justify my love
Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another. (comment on the video)

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