"What song has been playing over and over in Shei's head!"

Today found me singing "Waiting for You" from Silent Hill 4. The song has taken on a special meaning for me, because there's someone I am waiting for, and I would wait forever for.

Tonight alone, I have succeeded in blowing Ashley up twice, "accidentally" headshot-ing her (while trying to headshot an evil monk that's trying to kidnap her) and let her get kidnapped. I'm sure all of this counts against me, but I really don't care. The sadistic part of me loves watching that dumbass get hurt.
Sadly, I also managed to have Leon lose his head again. The castle part of the game doesn't have chainsaw people, oh no. It has infected monks that have their Plagas bite your head off! I misfired my rifle and suddenly...OM NOM NOM! I think that was a sign to stop playing for tonight ^^;;
I guess it's time to head off to bed and have dreams about the pretty boys saving me from zombies!

I got cards from Candice (agent420) and Beth 2.0 (organic_alexiel) yesterday. Much to my surprise, both of them decided to draw pictures of Pyramid Head in them!

Candice's picture:

I love, love, LOVE the Angela drawing, too ^_^

Beth's picture:

Please note the taped-on beard XD It says in the corner "No one would even begin to fathom how this one would turn out!"

I also received a drawing from one of my Youmacon/DeviantArt friends. Blake said he did artwork for 3 random friends (that he picked by drawing our names out of a hat).

It's adorable how he gave me Ada Wong hair. The translations to the kanji say: "Butterfly" (above my head on the top left), "Joy" (bottom left) and "I love to ask all those who own it and who can ever live in the joy of living." He also included a chibi Pyramid Head!

I'll put up some pictures of my recent fleecy creations soon. I'm using this holiday to just relax and recoup from a few "out of it" type days. Nothing quite like staying in your pajamas all day and watching Ninja Warrior!

It's been such a long time, hasn't it? As I type this, it's nearly the exact time it happened.
Jack and I were sitting at the coffee table, painting these plaster ornaments Mom and Grandma got us. A distraction, of course, to keep us from bothering Mom in the basement. She was downstairs, wrapping presents for us. It was my job to keep little 5 year old Jack busy so he wouldn't run downstairs and totally ruin his belief in Santa.
Mom came upstairs, looking frustrated. I asked her what was wrong. She said "I need to go shopping again. It seems your brother has twice as much stuff as you. It's not fair. You need more presents." She asked me to keep an eye on my brother, and she headed out to wherever she decided to go. Dad came home from work while she was gone, I told him what was up, and all seemed fine. Mom came home an hour later, and hurried back downstairs to wrap the newly bought gifts. She came upstairs about 8pm or so, saying she felt sick...dizzy...had chest pains. Dad was going to take her to the hospital. They got as far as the car, when she said she felt better and came back inside. She suddenly felt worse and dad insisted on taking her to the hospital. I said I'd be okay to stay home alone and watch my brother. I mean, it was only going to be an hour or so, right?
Within half an hour, my Aunt Dar came over. I was confused. They were going to be home soon, so why was she here? She kept me and Jack busy - drawing, painting, watching t.v. She answered the phone every time it rang. Something was definitely up. Dad came home around 10pm, without Mom. And a couple other aunts came over, one bringing my Grandma. Something WAS up. I remember being in my room, half asleep, when dad came upstairs and told me Mom was gone. Everything after that is a blur. I remember Jack crying and being confused about Mom never coming home. I remember family members fussing over us. I remember having to make the phone calls to my friends on Christmas Eve, and feeling guilty over ruining their holidays with the news my mother had died the night before.
I was told then, that she had made it to the hospital bed and tried to fight it out before her body just quit. I found out a few years later, the truth of it was, she collapsed right when she got out of the car at the hospital and passed away right then. She had a severe blood clot in one of her main arteries that led to a fatal heart attack.
In my "father's" grief, he told a very upset 13 year old me that the heart attack was caused by the stress of having to buy me more presents and that it was my fault, for being a selfish child. It's taken YEARS and therapy for me to finally get it through my head that I had nothing to do with her passing away, that it was truly her doctor's fault for giving wrong medications.

14 years and it's still hard now.
14 years I've been living here without her now.
14 years and I'm still crying now.
Mom, you're in my thoughts every day. I miss you so much...

Where the heck can i see "The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus" this weekend?!

After trying at least a dozen times to get a new picture of myself with my camera's self timer, I gave up. I really suck at taking pictures of myself.
This is the one decent shot I took, and I had to use my bathroom mirror to help me!

With this year almost over, I'm already getting myself geared up for next year's con season! I'm pretty sure what my new costumes are going to be, but I'd like to fix up one of my old ones to wear, too. The question is, which one?
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What old cosplay of mine should I revamp for my 2010 con season?

CHRISTMAS CARDS. CHRISTMAS CARDS.

IT'S THAT SPECIAL TIME.

If I send them out tomorrow you MAY GET this glorious treasure by the X-Mas Eve.

Bob Dylan has THE WORST Christmas album I have ever heard. And people, my house is like the Smithsonian of bad music.

I wasn't planning on putting up anything this year, just as I haven't for the past 3. But something made me change my mind. Thanks, Mom. I know this isn't much, but you're smiling like crazy, aren't you?

I caught myself singing this nonstop at work today. It amuses me, mostly because I was the token "boy" for the day (granted, I'm more manly than the boys I work with, anyways ^_^ )



Mulan was my hero when I was growing up, and I think Shang was my first animated crush. I see him now and still rawr ~.^

Have you sent up an account on American Cosplay Snapshots? A list has been made of credited photographers that don't have pages to link back too - http://acparadise.livejournal.com/59531.html has the current pending list

Today was my first day off in 8 days, and my only day off this week. I fully intended to spend this day doing absolutely NOTHING. I was going to stay in bed and watch tv and movies, only getting up to eat and occasionally check out the online world.
Somewhere along the line, I got bored and got up to be productive. Laundry and dishes found themselves done, I vacuumed the living room (including using the "pet fresh" carpet sprinkles), winterized the drafty living room window with scrap fleece and packing tape, and got more work done on my Christmas presents for my coworkers. I had to stop sewing when my machine just started to hate me. If I can get up on time tomorrow, I'll try to sew two or three more scarves before work.
All in all, though, I do feel rather refreshed. I even got my mp3 player charged and a new playlist built for working out tomorrow. I'm happy that during these two weeks of being "lazy" and eating twice as much, I've maintained my weight. I guess it's because of all the stuff I do at work and from all the walking. It'll feel good to start lifting again tomorrow, though. And it'll feel REALLY good when Ivy adjusts my back when I see him next week.
Decided to finally delete my Myspace and OkCupid accounts. I rarely checked them as it was. Almost all my friends that are on Myspace are on Facebook, and as far as OkCupid goes, since I'm already falling for someone, I have no need to have an active internet dating account. Aside from a couple friends, nothing good came from that site, anyways (we all remember my last emotionally abusive "boyfriend", Jason).
*yawns* gonna try to get to bed early-ish/on time. I just read in my Self magazine that getting less than 7 hours of solid sleep contributes to memory problems. And considering that I've been having a ton of retard/derp moments, I think I should try harder to sleep properly. Let's hope for no crazy zombie/killer vampire dreams!

Figured this would give everyone a good laugh. This is what I've had to deal with while playing RE:4 for the past few weeks.


I'm considering starting the game over, since I'm seriously stuck at a point and lack the awesome weapons and whatnot to kill those damn Bella Sisters.