Ex Nihilo

Ambiguity

I’ve got it here, right in my hand, but I don’t know what to do with it. Its just going to sit there and pulsate in my palm until I decide what I’m going to do to either get rid of it, or what I’m going to do to cultivate it. I probably need to learn a bit more about it first, but I want to get rid of it quickly. Its already succeeded to persuading me to do something that I didn’t especially want to do, and it’s making it difficult to sleep. I think about it so much that I’m stressing myself out and can’t sleep much at night anymore.
So, its still sitting in my hand, and its still pulsating in time with my heartbeat. But I don’t know what to do with it. Do i want to kick it as hard as I can and deny its existence like Ug would? Or do I want to keep it and examine it further, like I should? Or should I put it in my pocket and forget about it until the next time my hands get cold?
What am I going to do with this?

Wee

I got new shirts, and they are sexy. I am happy.

Practically Animal Abuse

You all seem to have forgotten something…

Millie Vanilli is one of my best friends. One of my very few and scarce friends. Derek and Mama both are in the spotlight this time, and I’m going to be merciless.

I don’t know how he did it, but he somehow plucked up the courage to tell me a story about him practically attacking Millie and nearly giving her a fatal fucking heart attack. So I’m pissed at him now, and I probably would’ve slapped him if I had been a little crazier. I don’t care what kind of excuses he can pull out of his ass about how he needs to ‘discipline’ her and teacher her what she’s not allowed to do. Hitting her as hard as possible with a fucking broom will kill her.

Derek and Mama both chase Millie around the kitchen with brooms and slippers and shit, and hit her and practically beat the crap out of her. I swear to fucking God, if you assholes kill one of my best friends, I will go fucking ballistic. I’m not kidding around anymore. If you kill my cat, I will kick your ass. I don’t care if your my parents and I shouldn’t hit you, and I don’t care if your bigger than me. I don’t care anymore; kill my cat and you will die.

You keep complaining about how she jumps on the counters. Well, you know what? If you idiots would rinse shit off once in a while and refill her water bowl, she wouldn’t have a reason to jump on the counters. She wouldn’t bother, because there would be no food for her to get. It’s not hard to figure out. You always come to me and tell me to do the dishes before you kill Millie. I’m not joking around anymore; say that to me again, and I will flip shit on you. I’m not afraid to bitch slap anyone who pisses me off.

Like I said earlier, if Millie dies at the hands of Mama or Derek, I’m going to go crazy. Just because she jumps on the counters doesn’t mean you need to attack her with a fucking broom, you assholes. She’s almost seventeen, isn’t she? That’s approximately 119 years old in cat years. Do you really think that her body will be able to handle being beaten all the damn time? Maybe she has a reason for always eating food. Maybe she’s SICK. Have you stopped to think about that? Maybe she has a bug, or a virus and she’s constantly eating because of it. Beating the crap out of her isn’t going to fix that. If you idiots would get a real fucking job instead of trying to make a living off a job that earns you about 2 cents every month, and maybe get some money together and take her for a check-up, we could FIX THIS PROBLEM.

Maybe that was mean of me to say; that you all have shitty jobs and need to work on getting something real to do. But I don’t care. I have never been so fucking pissed off at you guys in all my life. You’ve been treating Millie like shit, and I’m fucking sick of it. Leave my damn cat alone. I’m surprised she isn’t trying to run away.

I’m done. You can comment about it all you want and pull excuses out of your ass. I don’t care what you have to say; she’s my friend, and you’ve been hurting her.

It’s DONE!

You might remember Butterfly of the Abyss… I changed the title, first of all; It is now known as ‘To Possess the Evening’. I finished it last night and I’m happy with myself. Exactly ten days to complete it. I’m brought of myself, if I must say so myself. I just said myself twice. >.<

Anywho, Gina is coming home this Friday. yay.