I'm back. Didya miss me, bitches?
I don't give a fuck one way or the other. Been a long trip, slept the past 2 days, and now I have to play catch up.
But it was fucking worth it, goddamn. Got to see everyone, gave them presents, got my presents in return, and oh, I had fun.
Nothing like a big party, lots of music, lots of booze, and a good old fashioned wrestling match. I officially owe the twins a ride on my bike now. Oh well. Could've been worse. Could've been Kimimaro. I swear, that guy wears so much fucking makeup, he might as well be a girl. Heh.
Anyone, hiya new people. Welcome to insanity, hope you're fucking prepared! - Mood:cheerful

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Bleh. Merry Happy Christmas and all that.
I'm going home to Sound for awhile, I won't be back until I get good and ready. Which will probably be after New Year's.
No, I didn't get presents for anybody, and no, I don't fucking care. The only one who got anything was the cat, and all I bought her was a few damn toys. In the meantime, I've got everything taken care of except the rent, and I'll get to that tomorrow.
....why in the world am I still up at this ungodly hour? Oh yeah, packing. The gang will be happy to see me, at least. They're convinced this place is evil, since music's banned. Go figure. Heh.
The cat is going with me, of course, I've taken my vacation days, and there's no point in leaving her here by herself, she'd have kittens on my bed out of spite, I know it.
So...bye for now. I'll see you fuckers when I get back. - Mood:blah

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I've pretty much just let this damn thing gather dust for almost 2 fucking months. Guess that's what happens when ya go home for awhile. I used my goddamn hard-earned vacation time to do so, and even made a couple deliveries while I was down there. Not by choice, goddammit. Those bastards owe me a bonus after that.
So it's Christmas time is it? .....the most annoying fucking time of the year. Everyone makes nice in order to get some stupid ass presents that will hit the damn garbage as soon as they're bored with it. Or sit in the fucking closet and gather dust. Luckily, I don't have to fucking worry about that, as I have nobody to buy presents for. Which works in my favor, rent's due anyway.
Oh well. The guys are gonna come up, they say it's fucking boring down in Sound right now. Heh. Maybe I'll play tour guide and show 'em around this bat-shit insane city. Might even make some noise.
And why the fuck was everyone complaining about the cold?! Pffft, wusses. They wouldn't last one day in Sound, it gets below zero there, and you can't see 3 feet in front of ya when it snows. This weather is MILD compared to that.
My idiotic neighbors finally stopped putting used condoms and all that shit in my mailbox. Turnabout is fair fucking play, so I left some lovely little presents over front of their door. >3 It was so goddamn satisfying to hear them scream when the balloons full of rotten mayonnaise and spoiled milk hit them. They think it was me, but they can't prove it.
The cat is still here. I decided to keep it, it makes a good attack animal, and it doesn't require much in the way of food or anything, so it stays. That bartender from the Halloween party I went to gave me the recipe to make a Rainbow Jazz. That sounds damn good right about now. I have today and tomorrow off, means I can finally take of some things.
Ugh, I hate this season. - Mood:blah

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Heh. Finally got some of the things I ordered. Also got news from my old gang, they're doing great, the fuckers. Damn glad to hear it. They wanna come for a fucking visit, and whether they do or not is up to them. Personally, it'd be good to see those shitheads again. Finally put in for some goddamn time off, all these fucking deliveries back to back is wearing me out. The bastards weren't happy about it, but they'll survive. Not like I'm the only really good worker they've got anyway. So for now, it's time to focus on me.
Good thing there's some decent bars around this shithole of a city. Otherwise I'd be bored. I think I'll hit the damn pool halls, there's always some fun to be had there. Rent's paid, groceries bought, and for some godforsaken reason, a stray cat seems to have adopted me. ><; Hell if I know why though. Set some food out for it. No real harm in keeping it, I guess. Now if I could get my jerk-off excuses for neighbors to stop putting things in my mailbox, I'd have it made. Next time they stick a fucking used condom or some shit like that in there, I'll leave a nasty little surprise for the fuckers.
- Mood:busy

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Well goddamn. These fucking 'extra' deliveries pay off after all. I guess the shitheads where I work actually do have a sense of decency. Hell, I can pay rent, get groceries, fill up my scooter, and still have enough money left over to fucking redecorate the place if I wanted. That's not my thing, however. I'll leave shit like that to the girly girls that populate this fucking building. I'll put it up, been meaning to get a special something anyway.
I swear, if I get one more person telling me "little girls like you shouldn't be out so late", I'm going to fucking kick their balls into their throat. I know I'm short, ya don't have to rub it in. Goddamn sons of whores, I don't ask you why you're out so late. 'Course, I probably don't wanna know.
Kinda wish Sakon and Ukon were here. They were the fucking masters of creeping people out. And they'd get a kick out of learning that the world's most prissy prissy princess is here as well. Heh, wonder why she's here. I see her in clubs alot, guess she works there or something. Not like I give a flying rat's ass.
Still light enough out that I can go for a run around the city for a bit, as long as shitheads don't bother me. Gotta refuel anyway, next set of deliveries starts two days from now, really long distance. - Mood:complacent

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