Drank

Let's see.

MY NEW MONITOR'S GETTING HERE ON WEDNESDAY I think.  Stoked. A lot. I can finally get rid of this 19 inch with my old computer. I have to set it up and wipe the hard drive clean, check the specs and give it a good shower. Someone at work is gonna buy it all. Keyboard + mouse, monitor, everything. I haven't decided how much I'm going to sell it for but this much is certain-- supply and demand.

Friday lived up to my expectations. Little Tokyo didn't happen.
 This is how it works basically:

Social experiment + 0 expectations = Of course you would do that

I figured that would happen, and it did! This gave me time to make a gift ^-^
I wish I had taken a picture of it. It was a cute little taco charm- for a co-worker. When we worked late, we would all go get tacos together to this place he loves at like 1:30 in the morning and hang out til 2. Delicious. They were the real tacos, too. The ones with the little tortillas and the meat with the fresh cilantro and lime on top ALL FRESH AND SHIT RIGHT OFF THE STAND. MMMPF.

Yeah. Taco.

I went to a co-worker's birthday party thing that night at a fancy shmancy hotel in West L.A. I don't even know what that means. It was fun. Carpooled with some people who live around the corner. I got drunky. Actually, I wasn't that drunk, just super dizzy and my tummy felt topsy turvy. It was completely different than that other time I got drunk with co-workers. HAHAH awww that's not funny. :(
Only a few people know about that. Including Rotny. loooooooooooooooooooool.

Oh, I made these.

 Are you alive? Cute, I know. I KNOW.

One of them is a commission, one's mine. MWAHAHAH
The cuttle fish is mine also. 
I don't think it will ever really sink in how great it feels to have people like your creations enough to buy them. I guess it's sort of similar if you have a daughter, and she's really hot and becomes a legit porn star. You can feel sort of good knowing your genetics were decent. Right? Is that.... no? okay.

Back to party thing. Yeah, I don't do parties much. Like ever. The typical dressy occasion for me is a night out at some goth club hoping I don't run into anyone lying through their teeth. It's SO obvious. Entertaining though. And that's my party time.

This was like... normal party. It was nice. Sort of uncomfortable and awkward at first because it was my first time.. heh... and I sort of stuck out like a sore thumb but being around my co-workers make it less weird. I did however wanna punch the bartender in the face. When did eye-fucking become an acceptable thing? Is this a thing now? So blatantly leer and smirk the fuck out of someone in such a suggestive manner like... just.. I don't know. I thought it was rude. Whatevs. Maybe it's just me, but I don't like giving perverts the satisfaction of even engaging eye contact with me.

ugh.

It was fun!
So I got dranky dranky and we all ended up sleeping at my co-worker's place. BUT NOT BEFORE TACO BELL OMGHAD. mmmmmmmmmmm
When we got there I was almost out immediately. They have a super comfy couch ^-^
DnD and I both worked the next morning. Surprisingly, I woke up an hour earlier than what my alarm was set at. When I woke up again I split. Everyone else was out cold. I almost tripped over Tanya. If I had, I would've landed on my head and it would've been really fucking funny. I should've. Good times. I hope they have me over again. They better, they're down the fucking street.

boobs.

Of course, when I drink, I HAVE to cornrow someone's hair. It's beyond my control.

Awww yea.

Also, I think Little Tokyo breakfast club is dead.

Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.

Decisions

Biggest nap ever. I kept having awesome dreams.
Crappy morning though.
Just kidding, it started out fine.
Then later on, out of the blue, my stomach started hurting and gradually became worse. The funny thing is I wanted to stay later today so I could have more hours. Not so much anymore =\
DnD was nice enough to let me go home early. I showered, ate some pita, and passed out.
It is now 6:13 P.M.

FRIDAY.
LT again. I feel like there's a Breakfast Club thing going on.

I'm not sure if it's gonna be all of us again, but 2 down. 1 to convince. I'd like to go earlier on in the day so that I have most of the evening to myself. -- Not that they stay open after 7pm or whatever anyway, but yeah. SUSHI!! Only the girls get kitty ears.

Portal 2 is so fun.
I wish we could all just start playing an MMO together. That's selfish of me, but it's not often you find such diverse people with the stuff that we have in common... in common.
That reminds me, my Paypal account was locked because I tried to access it from my phone-- weeks ago. Today, my Rift subscription payment was declined, lol. Now I have to call them and tell them to fucking relax. FIRST WORLD PROBLEMS.

Also, now that September isn't gonna happen, that means that I can probably get myself another monitor. I have two already, but... one of them is a 19 inch. FIRST WORLD PROBLEMS.
Which reminds me... I may have a computer for sale. I have my old one just hanging out here, taking up space. Maybe once I get my new monitor, I can sell that and the 19 inch together.
I used to play WoW on that computer. ... before IT WENT TO SHIT. Wow, not the computer. That pc runs fine. I just wanted a hxc gaming rig.

Rant:
It's extremely annoying to try to work with clay when the air conditioning is on constantly. Wanna know why? It hardens the clay, thus making it extremely difficult to work with. I still have to bake it, but conditioning it (warming it up, making it workable and squishy again) is hell.

My other option is having the hallway smell like man.

I took this yesterday. I was in an inexplicable mood. Probably because I never imagined Hilary Duff in the way that she's portrayed in Gossip Girl. It hit me right in the childhood. Hurt. What would Shawn Ashmore think? Cadet Kelly all in 3somes and shit. I should ask him when he comes in again. He'd probably look at me like I'm insane...

HAY SHAWN, HERE'S YOUR DRINK SO HILARY DUFF WAS IN A 3SOME IN GOSSIP GIRL DID YOU KNOW THIS FIX IT k see ya tomorrow! ^-^
He's really nice. I told him once that he was one of my fav animorphs, and he seemed surprised that I remembered that show existed.
HULLO, HOW COULD YOU NOT?
Ax was a blue centaur alien guy. VHAT. are you kidding me?!
I should've said told him that, but that would've been weird...

Here's a screenshot of Chemosh playing with a kitten for your viewing pleasure.

Time to make dinner :D

Friday

"You know why that guy killed those people at the movie theater? ... Because of Gossip Girl."

- Rotny

We went back to Little Tokyo. Turns out that we all made it there together instead of meeting up later. Yays.
First place we went to was Mr. Ramen. We're thinking next time's visit may involve some sushi. :D
I wish I was in a better mood, but my brain is mushy. It jeopardizes my reason, so I refrain from making any sudden decisions or saying much of anything when I know that I'm... not working properly. It's for the best, lol.

No but really, Little Tokyo is awesome. I can't wait to go back. I'll probably just end up making that a weekly thing now, even if it's by myself. It doesn't take much to go there, especially taking the metro. I won't write much more about it. Just that I am looking forward to our next exclusive visit.

She got a haircut :3 It's cuuuute

Frozen yogurtuuuuu

 :)

Rage has a new friend. It was a little unnverving how much self-harm is glorified in this toy.

The little unicorn is covered in razors, skulls, and a band aid on it's face. Is self-harm a thing these days? 

Volume 3! 

I also got 4 and 5. We had to do a little searching because the first place didn't have 4.

Mwahaha! It's good. I really like it. I didn't get this far in the anime.

In regards to a visit earlier this week, I have taken initiative to get myself prepared for stuff. Allow me to clarify;

It's serious. Even if it never happens, I will still find a way to make it happen even if I end up downtown surrounded by strangers. Just kidding. I'd die before I did that, but I'm sure it would make Rotny happy. :)
We have the complete 4th edition set. Player's Handbook, Dungeon Master's book, and the Monster Manual. Now that I have something to look forward to, it'll give me more motivation to actually finish reading them instead of skimming through them.
IT'S SERIOUS.

NPC... but still fascinating ^-^ 

I hope to one day encounter one!

I haven't decided what I wanna be yet. It's difficult with this because if I chose with what I truly, truly want... it'd make things difficult. EVERYONE hates Drow. 

Even other denizens of the Underdark. Drow are dangerous. Kill on Sight rules apply towards them within other societies and races. So it's like ehhhhh.... but ghad that'd make for an interesting campaign either way. I'd wear sweet sunglasses. Or invent them. The sun would be ouchies on my eyes :(

k I'm done now.

Human

I've decided that I'm going to go back to school.
It's just a matter of being able to get the balls to call the financial aid office and drive my ass down there without throwing up and going into a nervous conniption.
The school is 45 minutes from here. It's... scary. To say the least. 2 years at most. Ugh. UGH. ugh god. classrooms. ghdajfs UGGGHHHHH GROSS WHY

Aside from finally deciding this horrifying path in my life, I was pleasantly surprised yesterday at work. I'm really good at containing myself.

A shyness that is criminally vulgar.

Tomorrow.
This entire weekend actually will be great. I hope.
UGH, COLLEGE. GROSS.

Steam had this crazy sale a few days ago. I couldn't help myself and got Limbo as well as Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic. The whole pause and plan thing is wonky... Neverwinter Nights is that way too... but I will give it a try anyway. Those two together were 5 dorrar and some change. win

I finished my first set.

I wanted to make another Mind Flayer but my fingers were sore.
There's a shop in Burbank that I wanna go to in regards to yesterday's visit.
I also need to get a sewing machine.

Needles is whack.
And I gave my little girl a shower. She's purring quietly again. Ew, those empty RAM slots are grossing me out.

Being an adult is stupid, lol.

I used to write short stories

Before my old computer was stolen, I wrote quite a few short stories. WEIRD, HUH.

I wrote all sorts of crap. From horror, erotica, dark fantasy, and a mix of all of those. I lost a lot of what I had already, and at some point I tried to rewrite my stories, but never had the motivation to re-do it all over again. It didn't feel right to me.
Today I found one of the old stories that I started to re-write. I was well into it, and wanted to go nuts with it, but after my computer was stolen I just said fuck it.

Someone broke into our home in Pennsylvania, went straight to my room and took my computer tower-- and NOTHING else. Left my keyboard and mouse, monitor, and cables. Fucking weirdos. I was in high school. They did it while my grandmother was downstairs watching tv. -__-
You'd think that having an internet stalker was bad... yeah... no.

Anyway, here's one of the ones I started re-writing and never finished. It's really dorky, and I was like 15 when I started it.

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Untitled…or something

By: Cynthia Guizado

Get out of there! His voice, loud and scratchy, called over the grassy meadow and darted into her sensitive ears, making her jump in surprise.

She kissed the tiny creature, set it down and clumsily hurried out from behind the waterfall, careful not to trip and get stuck between the slippery, jagged rocks. The lake’s warm, moving waters delayed her, as she loved the water. Prancing around idiotically and not realizing where she was headed, she stumbled over a rather large rock embedded in the sand at the bottom of the lake, and scratched the cartilage just above her hoof.

A shrieking cry of pain traveled beyond the meadow’s lands and into the forest. She jerked back and whimpered quietly as she struggled to reach down and free her foreleg.

In the distance a, rhythmic beat of galloping hooves traveled the winds. I’m in trouble.

Quickly, she swam over to the bend, shook herself off, and reclined down against a mossy boulder, stretching out her right foreleg to see the wound. It was nothing to panic, a minor cut that was all. Relaxed she took a deep breath and turned to see galloping hooves come to an immediate halt. Easily, she could tell it was a male. Her eyes slowly shifted to the opposite direction, avoiding eye contact. A quiet little sigh of nervousness escaped her. She could assume he was waiting for her to look up, as there was a brief moment of silence until he pinched the point of her ear and tugged until she finally stood on all fours.

Ow, hey watch it! He finally let go. She rubbed the soreness to an ease and glanced at him with an uneasy look.

He was one of the warriors in training. Not much of a threat. But he let her know who was in charge with a cold stare. His ember eyes were set on her, his arms crossed. He stood there, so motionless, almost like a statue. He was huge, but that’s just a male trait of their kind. For him, that was just luck.

She looked down in embarrassment. He turned around and began to head back to their small shire. She looked up and watched him, when he stopped in his tracks, looked back at her and signaled with his a tap of his hoof to follow him.

She started after him slow and limping, avoiding support on her foreleg. He didn’t wait for her, and simply turned to say return to our shire, and he was off. At the pace she was going, it would take a while to get home. The meadows are wide and boundless, it seems like one could run forever through them. But at the other side was the forest and in the forest, was their home.

But the meadows were dangerous. It was, in a way, forbidden to go there alone, unless they went out in groups. However that was only limited for gathering the necessities the tribes needed to survive. Anyone caught out there alone would be punished in some manner. Azuara however, sneaked out regularly. She had grown accustomed to the meadows and its small treasures. Unfortunately for her, so have her own, and her owns’ enemies. Because of the resources this boundless meadow has to offer, a war is at rise. Not only for the meadow, but a treasure told in legends, hidden within its vast earth. Azuara has no mind of it, but her leaders do. She doesn’t have much mind of that either.

The Lamusi and Cekaur have made pact to keep off the meadows within reasonable trade. Sentinels from both sides made sure obedience and respect of the pact was executed. Woe to the poor fool that was found alone and with little purpose. Cekaur hid in the wide and rich forests, while the Lamusi kind kept to their dead lands of rocks, brush and skeletons from their prey - a façade to their shallow, underground city. If they were to run into one another, the pact demanded peace until forces were ready and this land would be won to one or the other once and for all. Although, it is not always as the rule commands. pride and greed demanded from its host for victory. Many ignored the pact and its rules, and died in attempts at nothing for a short lived battle. Others would sneak out, hoping to find this legend, even said to be impossible to find unless summoned with a certain artifact. So many rumors, but that only led to more fights and punishments. After much loss in ranks and shame to their tribes. War seemed like the only option. No one knows exactly what is being waited on, but the Cekaur expect the Lamusi to strike any time soon- a more aggressive, and clever race than the Cekaur. However the Cekaur had secrets of their own that aided them in their search for this treasure that would bring their own a better hope, and perhaps a truer meaning of freedom.

Stuff to remember: The Cekaur are ruled by the Lamusi and have been for centuries. They want to find this powerful thingy said in legend to be something from a god given to a powerful shaman that made a pact w/ the Lamusus demigoddess, but she betrayed the shaman and enslaved them in order for her followers to thrive. The thingy was hidden w/in the earth protected by the fire and earth elementals so the Lamusi could never use it. They have tried forever to summon slave creatures from other planes to go get it. But never found it. So the meadows are a touchy territory. And the Cekaur know about the thingy and want it in order to free and redeem themselves. Every few years, the Lamusi go in and capture a majority of the tribe and feed the new hatch of Lamusi that are born, because the select few females chosen to lay eggs take years to get to the status they need to be in order to be matrons. So once their eggs hatch, they feed the prisoners to their newborns in ritual and the Cekaur come close to getting wiped out every time. The Lamusi don’t take everyone because they enjoy leaving them in their misery and a reminder that they’re slaves to the Lamusi.
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DON'T LAUGH. I HATE YOU.

I have 2 others, but they're pretty PG13. I might post one of them that was popular among my high school peers.

THERE YA GO.

You must be this tall...

Industry tangent

I guess it doesn't matter now, but "Rotny of Psyclon Nine" is no longer working with Dawn of Ashes. He quit a while ago. Now I guess Kristoff went to "Nero (I hate using these stage names, omfg) of Psyclon Nine" for a collab on the album. Being that Rotny and Nero are both in Psyclon Nine, maybe it's just a coincidence. I dunno, though. P9 already has a throne...
Too much? Sorry. =\
-but it doesn't make it any less true!

In between that, there was another thing, and it just makes me think, "wow... that's some serious Hollywood-ing."
I guess that's the music industry for ya. Try and get on rides... and stuff... err.. hm..  ....... =\

I don't belong here, lol. Picking this stuff apart is the last thing you're supposed to do in the Hollywood land. You're just supposed to be beautiful, fabulous, drop names, and be liked and desired by all of the peoples. I keep doing it wrong. It's just not attractive to me, all this fabulous mingling. Maybe I'm just unappreciative and blind. I know a shit ton of people would do a lot to be in my position, but it's really not that great. Okay, well some of it is. But really, the people I've stuck to are likeable in more ways than just their status. WHOA. NO WAY. IN THE HOLLY WOODS?
I mean... they are fond of me in return, and I'm worthless! Haha.

Well.. not completely. I hook em up every now and then ;)
<3 you guise.
But Still.

I dunno, it's fascinating to me to watch bridges get built and how quickly they become abandoned or burned down once the shit hits the fan. Whoa, metaphors. I just keep seeing names being dropped, most of whom I'm close with, and it's just kinda like... =\ yikes, dude. Your balls are showing a little bit, doncha think? Or care?
I guess in the end, all that matters is making that $$. And in order to do that, if you're not rich yet, is to give the fans what they want. A lot of the time, they don't know what they want, they just want something to look forward to from their favorite artists, even if it's as random as going through 3 different people in a months time in order to get your name out there.

When I found out that Jay Gordon wasn't getting the original members of Orgy back for their recent tour even though every fan was like omfg don't do it Jay, I would've been suicidal. 

But I get it. 

I fucking get it. 

I DON'T WANT TO GET IT. 

This should infuriate me beyond all comprehension.

 .... but I get it, man.
I fucking get it.
Ugh.













Come Friday

 Payday, and Little Tokyo with work friends. I'm so stoked to go back. Mr. Ramen is waiting for me. So is volume 3 and 4 of XXX Holic. And other happy things of the like.
Also Tuesday might possibly be groceries day. SO EXCITING.
I've been putting off my polymer sets because I can't think of exactly what I want in them. It's challenging! I want them to make people go OMG LOL IT'S SO CUTE AND TRUE.
I have sufficient ideas on pieces for my Underdark set, but not my Lovecraft set. There's so much to choose from that I can't pick out anything super recognizable.
I also eventually wanna do a Zelda set, but one step at a time :3

One of my co-workers has made it a point to let everyone know how much of an avid Gossip Girl hobbyist he is. It's on Netflix and started watching it. I think Rot wants to punch me for it. It's the stupidest shit ever, but good. Not better than Sex and the City, though. SaTC is my fucking show. I've actually just insulted SaTC for mentioning, neigh, comparing it to Gossip Girl.
SaTC is about 4 adult women who have their shit together, but just wanna fuck their way into a stable life with someone and settle, but are tired of fucking their way trying to find someone but have no choice because they're in their late 30s. It's a good show.
Gossip Girl is about competitive, horny, impulsive, spoiled, prestigious, privileged high schoolers in Manhattan that fight over the drop of a hat. And the artsy middle income family kids that also attend this rich kid high school, who's tribulations are relevant because it adds diversity. Or something.

Funniest thing ever? K here goes.

Rob + Nero =

Ed Westwick as Chuck Bass in Gossip Girl.

He has Robert's nose and face, with Nero's weird squinty Asian-y, "I'm better than you" eyes, cheeks and mouth.

Their characters are eerily similar.

Ugh. Hurry up, Friday.

Rude boy

Dear Diary,

My day started with my alarm going off at 7:45 this morning to move the car because of street cleaning. Our street blows :\ But I checked the mail and got this!

-My necklace, -belt (which I hate), -and pants (which I also hate).

The downside of shopping online is you're never quite sure exactly what you're getting. 

I'm sending the pants back tomorrow, and the belt will just have to do. 

I've concluded that Hot Topic deliberately distributes poor quality belts in order for consumers to return, seeking replacements once the old one eats shit. This is my second one from there. Boycotting. 

Hey, capitalism... fuck your convenience.

Around 12:30, I headed over to Lisa's while she and Jared got ready for us to go do things. Since Starbucks was doing the free tall Refreshers today, that was one of the things.
I really love it when I walk in and all my co-workers are like ZOMG HAY CYNTHIA. It's nice. One of the Heathers came over to me and hugged me. This reminds me... one of these days I'd like to photograph all of them together. The Heathers, I mean. Will, Jake, and Carlos. And of course.. they've dubbed me Veronica.

 "Heathers"

For those that care, it's instant watch on Netflix.

We ended up lingering there for a while because of how crazy it was. They oops'd Lisa's drink. We weren't in a hurry to get anywhere so we just hung out.

Beforehand, we decided to get sushi!! There's this cute little place off of Riverside... the name ate shit, I can't recall it, but it was in this little strip mall thing. SO GURD.

I ordered the octopus rolls and calamari tempura.
The waiter took our slip, then returned almost immediately.
It says octopus, did you mean the salmon? They were listed next to each other.
He looked confused. It was really cute, almost as though no one ever orders octopus :(
I MEAN HOW COULD YOU NOT. LOOK AT IT

Mmmpf.

These were massive. 

Massively fucking delicious.

We went back to Lisa's house and lounged. ^-^

I've had Rihanna's "Rude boy" song stuck in my head all day today. Why?

I don't know.

"Come here rude boy, boy -can you get it up?
Come here rude boy, boy -is you big enough?
Take it, take it, baby, baby
Take it, take it, love me, love me"

The song makes me curious about what college professors of Psychology would say about the effects this song can have on drunken, unstable people looking to hook up at a club on a Saturday night. Added to sexualized attire and elevated feelings of wanting to fuck due to intoxication and/or drug intake... it just makes me curious. :)

Catchy song, though.

Later on I split for Michael's. I have another commission that required red acrylic paint. While there, I stocked up on prime colors... and colors I could make from prime colors, but didn't wanna go through the trouble of mixing to achieve them. Candles were on sale 2 for $8. I caved. The ones I have are sort of, almost running out.

Ahhhhh... :3

Room, sweet room.

Believe nothing

     His

   Devon and I are going back to Little Tokyo after our next payday which will be next Friday. Work or not, it's gonna happen. I asked our other co-worker (who Devon had asked prior) if he wanted to go. He said he would. -Either way, we're going back.

This was one of the pieces I did for another co-worker. It's really fucking cute. >_< She also decided to buy the doughnut charm that the chick who blew up on my facebook brought back. I had no idea it was in the locker, lol. Melinda found it and told me, then said she wanted to buy it. Yay! All is not lost :3

lust

UGH you ever get that feeling where you can feel someone watching you intently? I think this person either dislikes me, or envies something, or just are paranoid. I don't know, but fuck. I can feel this person staring daggers into me while I'm working. It's a little bit creepy... =\

is

We didn't end up going to the beach yesterday. I wasn't disappointed. I rather go a little more prepared. Prepared like... a huge umbrella and tons of sunscreen. Or a parasol or some shit. I don't like my skin burning. The idea of my skin cells frying to their deaths because of the sun's rays doesn't appeal to me that much. :( yea.

Also, we have the apartment to ourselves for a couple of days. I'm stoked! That means I can run around all over the place in my piggies and little jammie shorts without a care in the world!

so

COMFIES!!! oh...
For some reason, when I get into the shower and the hot water's running, my skin becomes itchy-- like it wants to die and peel off-- and even more transparent. So I'll scratch it gently to soothe it, and the slightest scratch turns into this. (I wonder if this happens to anyone else?) PIGGIES AND JAMMIE SHORTS

sincere.

Work as usual is fun with the right people. Rot has been super cuddly recently. ^-^
For the first time in months, I got him to come into my work with me to get my weekly stuff on Tuesday. He never comes in! But I think he likes it when everyone is extremely nice and welcoming, where as normally he would just wanna haul ass out the door and not say anything to anyone. Melinda really likes his eyes. haha :3

Yum! ^-^v

This was sort of inspired by a co-worker, but also something I've had in my mind for a long time. 

Me likey squigglies!