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  1. So I feel that my Morrgroove or Morrmojo or Mojo-Jojo is gone and never coming back. I feel uninspired dull and downright blechy most days. I'll sit at my computer and things that make me inspired and happy to do online feel like chores. It's not supposed to be this way. My hobbies should feel fun and exciting to come home to. I should want to get all of my other stuff out of the way so I can sit down and enjoy the happy things and life. But I don't and it depresses me. So the normal responses that I'm sure I'll here is "Get a new hobby" or "If it depresses you then find out why" well I don't know why. I love being at my computer. I love writing. I love coding websites. I love making images. I LOVE Rping and yet all of these things don't inspire me at all. This could be the 12 hour days at work but really if that's what is killing it for me then why did I enjoy them in the first place? Because it killed time? I used to itch to get home and turn on my laptop and see all the amazing things I missed that day and regret missing it. Now it's just one more thing I need to do. I need my Morrmuse back. It's gone and I can't find it. If you see her please send her straight back with my brain. It would be muchly appreciated.
  2. Dexter had come the next day, and every day while Elizabeth recovered in that hospital bed. It was a pleasant surprise to see his smiling face everyday despite the growing ache. She could feel the desire within her, spreading through her blood like a virus. She should have already been stalking her next victim but she'd been in the hospital. It was unbearable even as she was able to stand on her own without supervision. The only thing that kept the inner darkness at bay was the possibility that Dexter may have been like her. Gratefully today she was discharged and life continued on as normal. While in the hospital she made her official statement on the attack in her apartment with everything she “remembered”. Shortly afterward Dexter told her that the case of Piper Adams' murder had been closed. Now she was free to commune with Dexter in public without sullying his credibility by being a suspect in one of his cases. Lucky for her, Dexter had asked her out to dinner that evening. He informed her that he wanted to make up for all of the hospital food she had to eat. Since it was such a nice offer she couldn't refuse, not that she would have. Dexter was a beautiful creature of darkness. He was so inexplicably average it was like looking at a mirror. Nothing about him would stand out to anyone unless you knew what you were looking for and even then... it was a difficult thing to see. If, in fact, that was what she saw in him. Elizabeth ran another frustrated hand through her hair trying her damnedest to keep the edges of tape from snagging in the unruly mop of too long hair. It didn't really work the way she had hoped and she ended up ripping off the bandages on her arms despite doctors orders. Once the bandages were removed she couldn't help but admire the wounds, turning her arm in the mirror to get a full view of them. Scars. That's what they said she'd have, scars. She had never had outward scars before, all of her damage was on the inside from years of abuse. Now she'd have scars some on the outside. Disgusting. She was already beginning to hate herself for it. Elizabeth had to restrain herself before she put her fist into the mirror and caused more damage. She didn't need any more of her blood shed, especially not when she was being picked up by Dexter shortly. Grinding her teeth to get control of her temper she dropped her arm and stormed out of the bathroom. She wasn't sure she could look at her disgusting body anymore. She breathed heavily as she sat herself in the chair in her living room. Her dark temptations were starting to get to her. She felt agitated, she needed release but she wasn't prepared for it. She wasn't physically strong enough to make sure that she didn't get caught but she was beginning to deteriorate from the inside. Every muscle in her body ached, pleaded, moaned for the release that only a kill could give her. She needed it. She couldn't wait any longer. 3 weeks in the hospital under surveillance to make sure she was healing properly before they let her out was enough to make any sane woman go stark raving mad. She wasn't an average sane woman but the lack of victim, or even prospect, made her a risk to everyone. Even Dexter. Elizabeth couldn't see him tonight. She needed to kill something. If she saw him then she might lose herself and try to kill him. She needed to get out of there but she knew if she left then she was going to kill someone recklessly but if she stayed then she put the one person that held her interest at risk. She had to go. Elizabeth stood up and grabbed her keys. As she reached for her coat... Knock. Knock. Knock. The sound made her freeze. She was caught. No not caught, but she couldn't escape the date now. Elizabeth took a deep breath, grabbed her purse, placed her keys inside before she opened the door to see Dexter's smiling face with a single Lily, how appropriate. She gratefully accepted the flower smelling it momentarily, “Thank you.” “You look, nice,” he said as his eyes looked her over before they came back up to her face. “Thank you again. Shall we?” “Yes, we shall,” he said offering her and arm. Elizabeth stepped out of her apartment, carefully locked her door before she took his arm. “Thank you for coming with me. I know you've had a rough past month,” he said looking down at her with a smile. “Trust me, I'm glad to be out of the house,” even though I'd rather be finding something or someone to kill. Elizabeth's body felt like it was freezing yet on fire. She wasn't sure how long she'd be able to last before she'd snap, and the date just started. Gratefully Dexter opened the door to allow her to seat herself in his car. She slid in slowly, carefully. He was soon in the car beside her, lights on and car started. The date was on and all she could think about was what was in that car that she could wrap around his neck and kill him with. Elizabeth took a deep breath as she rubbed her hands together nervously. This was wrong, she shouldn't need a kill so soon after her last one, 4 weeks was not a long time between kills, if you did them more often then people got suspicious. The ache wasn't about the kill, no it was about redeeming her pride after being violated. Without the actual culprit that stole her dignity she had to torture some other man to get a similar satisfaction. She needed blood on her hands, in her control. Her choice on how fast or slow it falls. She needed to show him who was boss. She needed... “Are you okay?” Elizabeth's eyes shot to Dexter, a little more venomous then she had intended. “You just look really nervous. I promise I won't bite.” That wasn't the problem. Elizabeth huffed her frustration. “I know. I just feel...” she wanted to tell him honestly, go to jail, die, kill or go home, “empty right now. The man took something from me. Something I can't exactly explain without sounding strange but I want it back and despite how much I want, no, need it. I'm not ready for it,” she clenched her fists, kneading her thigh with her knuckles. “What did he take from you?” “He took my,” pride, sex appeal, faith in myself, “happiness from me. You've been the only thing that's kept me from hating myself. I just feel,” disgusting, angry, frustrated, violated... Elizabeth hadn't noticed that the car was stopped but when Dexter gently moved her chin to look up at him, it was apparent now. “A sadness that eats you from the inside out?” “Yes,” she breathed. “It will go away.” “I don't know ho...” she couldn't help herself, he was so close. He smelt of blood again and now that she had her lips pressed against his, he tasted of it as well. She was sure that both the smell and taste were just in her head but that didn't stop her from pressing harder. It wasn't like Elizabeth to get so physical. She preferred her loneliness normally but the kiss was a personification of her frustration, her ache. She needed something to dull the need, to dull her senses although the kiss wasn't working. “Take me home Dexter,” she breathed breaking her lips from his, her fingers gently caressing his skin. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Elizabeth's eyes opened to see an empty pillow. She could hardly believe what she had just done, although it wasn't much of anything. Dexter had gotten her to his apartment and she fell asleep on his bed. Why had she fallen asleep? She didn't remember being tired before she had gotten there and yet, she had fallen asleep. Elizabeth rolled to her back, looking over the room. It was clean, modern looking. Nothing out of the ordinary that would lead someone to believe that he was like her. Which meant that if he was like her, he was careful. Elizabeth sat up, continuing her search of the room with her eyes for what would let her know if he was like her. She idly began to scratch her arm as she stood up. She began looking over the mundane items on his dresser, his nightstand. She opened his closet still scratching at her arm. Shirts, pants, suits. Nothing. “Sleep well?” a voice came from behind her. Elizabeth quickly spun on her heel to see Dexter a lot closer then she had anticipated. “I think so,” she replied with a breath of amusement. “You're bleeding,” he said pointing to her arm moving closer to her to look. He offered her his hand to her to inspect further. She gave it to him, her eyes looking down to the damage she had caused. She hadn't even noticed that she had broken the skin. “I am,” she said plainly. “I don't know what happened. I didn't even feel the itch,” she lied. She did feel the itch but it wasn't on her skin, it was under it, coursing through her veins in a place that only one thing could help scratch. “Let me get something to clean that up. Um... what were you doing in my closet?” he asked as he dragged her with him to the bathroom. “Looking,” to see if you hid what I think you are in there. “Looking for what exactly?” “I was just looking,” she told him as he moved deftly to grab a cloth and rubbing alcohol. He quickly ran her arm under cool water before wiping away the clear liquid and dabbing it with alcohol. The stinging from the alcohol brought her back down to earth. She felt almost centered with the pain, then it was gone and so was the control. She felt the numbing ache in her stomach, the need for a kill, for revenge. The itch. “There's not much in there except an old chest and my clothes,” he said as he worked. “What's in the chest?” “My father's gun.” “Why do you have it?” “Because we used to go hunting together and those were some of my best memories of my father.” Elizabeth nodded as he returned her arm to her with a bandage in place. Another scar, she thought sourly as her eyes went to the mirror where she could see them both. “Have you ever felt that there was something you knew about someone but you were too afraid to ask if you were right and the thought of it made you anxious?” “Well yeah, but I normally just ask them and if you're wrong they tell you, then you don't have to stress about anymore.” “But what if it was a secret, something no one was supposed to know.” “I guess it would depend on the what you knew.” “Dexter,” Elizabeth said, turning her eyes from the mirror up to the man himself. “I think you're like me.” “And what is that exactly?” Elizabeth looked in his eyes, trying to read what he was thinking, trying to gauge what he was going to do when he heard this. The ache roaring within her, her need to practically bathe in blood, to hear someone scream out her name and ask her to stop. She didn't know how to quiet it and she didn't have the ability to do it on her own, not yet, not without hurting herself further. She had to know, perhaps he'd help her. If he wasn't like her then perhaps he'd turn her in. If he wasn't then maybe he'd ignore it as delirium, or have her institutionalized. It would make the world a safer place, that's for sure. If he wasn't then she'd have to kill him. If he was then she may have to kill him. If he was she may have to let him live. If he was... “A Serial Killer.” Dexter had come the next day, and every day while Elizabeth recovered in that hospital bed. It was a pleasant surprise to see his smiling face everyday despite the growing ache. She could feel the desire within her, spreading through her blood like a virus. She should have already been stalking her next victim but she'd been in the hospital. It was unbearable even as she was able to stand on her own without supervision. The only thing that kept the inner darkness at bay was the possibility that Dexter may have been like her. Gratefully today she was discharged and life continued on as normal. While in the hospital she made her official statement on the attack in her apartment with everything she “remembered”. Shortly afterward Dexter told her that the case of Piper Adams' murder had been closed. Now she was free to commune with Dexter in public without sullying his credibility by being a suspect in one of his cases. Lucky for her, Dexter had asked her out to dinner that evening. He informed her that he wanted to make up for all of the hospital food she had to eat. Since it was such a nice offer she couldn't refuse, not that she would have. Dexter was a beautiful creature of darkness. He was so inexplicably average it was like looking at a mirror. Nothing about him would stand out to anyone unless you knew what you were looking for and even then... it was a difficult thing to see. If, in fact, that was what she saw in him. Elizabeth ran another frustrated hand through her hair trying her damnedest to keep the edges of tape from snagging in the unruly mop of too long hair. It didn't really work the way she had hoped and she ended up ripping off the bandages on her arms despite doctors orders. Once the bandages were removed she couldn't help but admire the wounds, turning her arm in the mirror to get a full view of them. Scars. That's what they said she'd have, scars. She had never had outward scars before, all of her damage was on the inside from years of abuse. Now she'd have scars some on the outside. Disgusting. She was already beginning to hate herself for it. Elizabeth had to restrain herself before she put her fist into the mirror and caused more damage. She didn't need any more of her blood shed, especially not when she was being picked up by Dexter shortly. Grinding her teeth to get control of her temper she dropped her arm and stormed out of the bathroom. She wasn't sure she could look at her disgusting body anymore. She breathed heavily as she sat herself in the chair in her living room. Her dark temptations were starting to get to her. She felt agitated, she needed release but she wasn't prepared for it. She wasn't physically strong enough to make sure that she didn't get caught but she was beginning to deteriorate from the inside. Every muscle in her body ached, pleaded, moaned for the release that only a kill could give her. She needed it. She couldn't wait any longer. 3 weeks in the hospital under surveillance to make sure she was healing properly before they let her out was enough to make any sane woman go stark raving mad. She wasn't an average sane woman but the lack of victim, or even prospect, made her a risk to everyone. Even Dexter. Elizabeth couldn't see him tonight. She needed to kill something. If she saw him then she might lose herself and try to kill him. She needed to get out of there but she knew if she left then she was going to kill someone recklessly but if she stayed then she put the one person that held her interest at risk. She had to go. Elizabeth stood up and grabbed her keys. As she reached for her coat... Knock. Knock. Knock. The sound made her freeze. She was caught. No not caught, but she couldn't escape the date now. Elizabeth took a deep breath, grabbed her purse, placed her keys inside before she opened the door to see Dexter's smiling face with a single Lily, how appropriate. She gratefully accepted the flower smelling it momentarily, “Thank you.” “You look, nice,” he said as his eyes looked her over before they came back up to her face. “Thank you again. Shall we?” “Yes, we shall,” he said offering her and arm. Elizabeth stepped out of her apartment, carefully locked her door before she took his arm. “Thank you for coming with me. I know you've had a rough past month,” he said looking down at her with a smile. “Trust me, I'm glad to be out of the house,” even though I'd rather be finding something or someone to kill. Elizabeth's body felt like it was freezing yet on fire. She wasn't sure how long she'd be able to last before she'd snap, and the date just started. Gratefully Dexter opened the door to allow her to seat herself in his car. She slid in slowly, carefully. He was soon in the car beside her, lights on and car started. The date was on and all she could think about was what was in that car that she could wrap around his neck and kill him with. Elizabeth took a deep breath as she rubbed her hands together nervously. This was wrong, she shouldn't need a kill so soon after her last one, 4 weeks was not a long time between kills, if you did them more often then people got suspicious. The ache wasn't about the kill, no it was about redeeming her pride after being violated. Without the actual culprit that stole her dignity she had to torture some other man to get a similar satisfaction. She needed blood on her hands, in her control. Her choice on how fast or slow it falls. She needed to show him who was boss. She needed... “Are you okay?” Elizabeth's eyes shot to Dexter, a little more venomous then she had intended. “You just look really nervous. I promise I won't bite.” That wasn't the problem. Elizabeth huffed her frustration. “I know. I just feel...” she wanted to tell him honestly, go to jail, die, kill or go home, “empty right now. The man took something from me. Something I can't exactly explain without sounding strange but I want it back and despite how much I want, no, need it. I'm not ready for it,” she clenched her fists, kneading her thigh with her knuckles. “What did he take from you?” “He took my,” pride, sex appeal, faith in myself, “happiness from me. You've been the only thing that's kept me from hating myself. I just feel,” disgusting, angry, frustrated, violated... Elizabeth hadn't noticed that the car was stopped but when Dexter gently moved her chin to look up at him, it was apparent now. “A sadness that eats you from the inside out?” “Yes,” she breathed. “It will go away.” “I don't know ho...” she couldn't help herself, he was so close. He smelt of blood again and now that she had her lips pressed against his, he tasted of it as well. She was sure that both the smell and taste were just in her head but that didn't stop her from pressing harder. It wasn't like Elizabeth to get so physical. She preferred her loneliness normally but the kiss was a personification of her frustration, her ache. She needed something to dull the need, to dull her senses although the kiss wasn't working. “Take me home Dexter,” she breathed breaking her lips from his, her fingers gently caressing his skin. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Elizabeth's eyes opened to see an empty pillow. She could hardly believe what she had just done, although it wasn't much of anything. Dexter had gotten her to his apartment and she fell asleep on his bed. Why had she fallen asleep? She didn't remember being tired before she had gotten there and yet, she had fallen asleep. Elizabeth rolled to her back, looking over the room. It was clean, modern looking. Nothing out of the ordinary that would lead someone to believe that he was like her. Which meant that if he was like her, he was careful. Elizabeth sat up, continuing her search of the room with her eyes for what would let her know if he was like her. She idly began to scratch her arm as she stood up. She began looking over the mundane items on his dresser, his nightstand. She opened his closet still scratching at her arm. Shirts, pants, suits. Nothing. “Sleep well?” a voice came from behind her. Elizabeth quickly spun on her heel to see Dexter a lot closer then she had anticipated. “I think so,” she replied with a breath of amusement. “You're bleeding,” he said pointing to her arm moving closer to her to look. He offered her his hand to her to inspect further. She gave it to him, her eyes looking down to the damage she had caused. She hadn't even noticed that she had broken the skin. “I am,” she said plainly. “I don't know what happened. I didn't even feel the itch,” she lied. She did feel the itch but it wasn't on her skin, it was under it, coursing through her veins in a place that only one thing could help scratch. “Let me get something to clean that up. Um... what were you doing in my closet?” he asked as he dragged her with him to the bathroom. “Looking,” to see if you hid what I think you are in there. “Looking for what exactly?” “I was just looking,” she told him as he moved deftly to grab a cloth and rubbing alcohol. He quickly ran her arm under cool water before wiping away the clear liquid and dabbing it with alcohol. The stinging from the alcohol brought her back down to earth. She felt almost centered with the pain, then it was gone and so was the control. She felt the numbing ache in her stomach, the need for a kill, for revenge. The itch. “There's not much in there except an old chest and my clothes,” he said as he worked. “What's in the chest?” “My father's gun.” “Why do you have it?” “Because we used to go hunting together and those were some of my best memories of my father.” Elizabeth nodded as he returned her arm to her with a bandage in place. Another scar, she thought sourly as her eyes went to the mirror where she could see them both. “Have you ever felt that there was something you knew about someone but you were too afraid to ask if you were right and the thought of it made you anxious?” “Well yeah, but I normally just ask them and if you're wrong they tell you, then you don't have to stress about anymore.” “But what if it was a secret, something no one was supposed to know.” “I guess it would depend on the what you knew.” “Dexter,” Elizabeth said, turning her eyes from the mirror up to the man himself. “I think you're like me.” “And what is that exactly?” Elizabeth looked in his eyes, trying to read what he was thinking, trying to gauge what he was going to do when he heard this. The ache roaring within her, her need to practically bathe in blood, to hear someone scream out her name and ask her to stop. She didn't know how to quiet it and she didn't have the ability to do it on her own, not yet, not without hurting herself further. She had to know, perhaps he'd help her. If he wasn't like her then perhaps he'd turn her in. If he wasn't then maybe he'd ignore it as delirium, or have her institutionalized. It would make the world a safer place, that's for sure. If he wasn't then she'd have to kill him. If he was then she may have to kill him. If he was she may have to let him live. If he was... “A Serial Killer.”
  3. Morrigan

    Bah Humbug

    You know, I'm not always the nicest person but I get really touchy when it's that time of the month or when someone steps on my toes too many times. One of the things that steps on my toes is when someone belligerently tries to force their opinion on me. Worse still? Is it was either their way or the highway. I know I wasn't nice about the way I approached them about this issue but they are a friend from college and I felt that our previous relationship was affecting the way he spoke to me on the forums so I laid it out harshly but directly and the end result was, "Sorry I won't come back" not the result I wanted I just wanted him to stop outright berate me about my staff decisions. if he had a problem with the way I administer, there are private channels and he should have used them before he started telling me how to run my forum in public. Moving on then. I didn't post yesterday. Sue me or something. I had a decent day. It wasn't too full of anything except for movies and stuff as per usual. Today wasn't much different. I was luckily not coerced into going to church. I lost some hard worked on code when my browser crashed. Weirdly I had saved quite a bit up until then but when my browser came back up all that was there was "content". It was disheartening. I'll work on it again in a few days. I'm going to try a computer break tomorrow. Play some Wii games or something with my brother, more Yoga, play 10 rounds of Candyland with my kids instead of two. I don't know. A lot. Talented Mr Ripley is awesome. I can't believe I never saw this movie before. It's like a Mr Brooks but different and this movie is older. I love both of these movies. I think Mr Brooks is still slightly better in my book. I'm going to end here because I'm in a bad mood so I hope you're having a good day. ^_^
  4. So i look through my spam, for this site for two reasons. the first to make sure that a valid comment isn't sitting in the recesses of comment hell. The second reason is because the damn things are so funny. "You have such a great forum. My name is blah blah blah" or even better, I think the best one I saw in a while, "I tend to agree with the posts on this blog, but in this case I ought to say that I do not agree with this." That one still makes me laugh after I've read it. That one is extra funny because it is an opinionated comment on a non-objective subject. The post was Not so interesting day which, for those that don't want to go back and read it, was an entry about how the story I am trying to take off the hands of my brother is going to be difficult for me. I mean really? How does that warrant a comment of: "I tend to agree with the posts on this blog, but in this case I ought to say that I do not agree with this." It's like it's saying. "I agree with your opinions but this not opinion is not agreeable." Or even better. "You're WRONG! This is going to be easy as cake for you, you stupid whore!" Spam and it's entertainment value. In other news! I have joined a few more forums and am trying to stay active on them but I also got a few members on my site and got quite a few posts done today. I hit over 100 posts on my own forum. I believe my threats of elephant genocide is working. Remember... Join Wootflakes or the Elephant gets it!! On the news of wootflakes! I have posted my fourth ever comic today! Yay for staying steady. Go check it out. Tell me what you think! On top of that I added a Wootflakes fan page! Become a fan of Wootflakes and it's kidney failing goodness! Do it or the baby elephants die. Don't kill any more baby elephants. What else got done today? Nothing. I watched Xena. Tried to to die with headachishness and children running around like mad. I did do my Yoga again today and actually should go to bed so I have time to go to do Yoga before I take my daughter to her socialization. I don't know if I should even bother but I guess a few minutes is better then no minutes with her friends right? I', still frustrated over the vaccination thing. I kind of wish I can feign refusal and that I didn't want her to get it and then she can go. Wishful thinking. We'll see. Well goodnight! Hope you're having a good day! ^_^
  5. Well today was productive in the fact that my daughter's teacher came and my daughter learned. I find my daughter might not be able to go to the zoo on Friday because she doesn't have a vaccine. Bullshit IMO. They are full of fail. She obviously missed a vaccination in the traveling even though I've thought she's always been up to date. Obviously my brain is broken because I like listened or something? But she didn't get her stupid Chicken Pox one and that will prevent her from going to the zoo on Friday. *fail* Worked a little on tomorrow's comic. I will work on it more vigorously tomorrow morning and hopefully have it posted by the afternoon. You will see it tomorrow. I have the elements all made and so it just requires the put together part. I wrote a bit of a fic before I wrote this. You'll see a password protected entry, that's because it's not done but I published that so a friend could read it for me. When I complete that part I will post and either make that post public or give you the password. Either way, for now it is private. Short post tonight. I'm tired. PS. 3.1 Beta went live on the IPB boards today!! PSS. Join Wootflakes or baby elephants will die!!
  6. Morrigan

    Almost Forgot

    I was getting tired and I almost completely spaced posting my blog for the day. So updates... Today was another day that I wasn't feeling up to doing anything much. I had a headache most of the day and do not look forward to tomorrow. When I neglect cleaning I have to power clean more. Tomorrow is a power clean day because Fae's Teacher will be here to teach her something new. I still need to clean my room from the things that I brought inside. It's all crowded again. I need to get the clothes up, make my bed and go through the stuff that I brought in, most of which is craft stuff. It's not hard but I've been working on Wootflakes mostly. As for stuff that I got done today? Nothing out of the ordinary. Working with kids, working on website and trying not to pound my head on my keyboard. I feel that I got my main Wootflakes layout completed and so I have began to work on a red version of this layout and will push that momentum into creating a lot of colorful renditions of the box for any color lover. ^_^ I hope I tickle your fancy with them. Hopefully tomorrow I can get the Previous/Next links started and working. I added a link to the Archive since I forgot to put it there. Tomorrow, remind me to post about the spam I get as it makes me lol. For now I'm going to sleep. Hope you're having a good day. PS. I changed Twitter updates to update once a week instead of once a day to cut down on the amount of twitter posts I have. ^_^
  7. Today I watched the Addams family. Not just any Addams Family but the old black and white show. I think I was watching the second half of the first season, if I remember correctly. It's filled with such awesome slapstick comedy. I remember watching this when I was younger, obviously not live because, well lets face it, I wasn't alive in 1965. I just remember watching re-runs of the show when I was younger. The Addams Family has always been a favorite show of my family's. We often compare our eccentric ways to that of the Addams family. What else for today? Well I discussed more with my brother about possibly writing his Feargrant/Tnargraef story down. I think, if I can get this in a manageable state to start writing, this will be an extreme challenge for me. Want a few reasons why? The main characters aren't generically plain - by that I mean they aren't human, not moderately normal or pretty in any way. The main characters are male - I'm a woman and I write best from a woman's aspect. One character is a little crazy - Okay, admittedly? I can write nuts very well but there are a few traits, like rhyming, that will be a little more difficult to deal with. The story is a little intricate but with big holes - I'm trying to figure out the story my brother has in place but trying to understand my brother some days is like trying to understand a circle. You know it goes round and round but you never know why. Understanding the structure while not understanding the entire why - There are reasons for a lot of stuff but some of it doesn't make a lick of sense. Trying to figure out if I'll have a bit of artistic leisure as I'll be the one writing it - I sort of prefer the "Here's the general story, here's the character, have fun" sort of way. We'll see how it goes. I'm still slowly working on that world of mine but both stories inspire me and I just had a fantastic idea for a Dexter Fic that I might write. I really need to finish my other one and finish reading a few things before I start a million new projects. Speaking of projects I already have Thursday's comic figured out. Hopefully I'll get to designing the panels come tomorrow but I think that I might do a few things before I sit at the computer. Namely Yoga. As for the Yoga thing? I'm a big Yoga failure. I had meant to start it up, do it every morning but Sunday threw me off. I gave into the mum begging thing and I went to church again (something I find to be very good too do handy projects like Komi-himo. I'm going to get back on it tomorrow and not forget on Sunday. I especially can't forget because my daughter liked doing it with me on Saturday and she tried to do it today without me (she snatched my book and started to pretend that she was learning, really cute actually). I need to do it for me as well. I want to lose weight and then there is my recent stress. OMG! My recent stress. I must be really stressed because I've had the worse stress break outs that I think I've ever had. It's driving me mad. I hope that the Yoga and stuff will help with it. I really miss my Wii Fit. A lot! Like a lot a lot. I want it back so I can feel better all over. If my brother gets a Wii I will get a new Wii Fit game and do it. What else? What else? Oh! I was able to properly stay up and listen/ watch Tarol again tonight. I really enjoy watching him draw Goblins. He is especially entertaining when people are stupid a few of the things he said tonight: Quote 1: "I make idiots look like bigger idiots." Quote 2: "I feel like I'm dissecting a frog.... made from jerk." It just tickled me and made my brother's lol. Last thing? My brother discovered Flying Vaginas in FF13. Hope you're having a good day. ^_^
  8. Not much done today. I watched a lot of Dr Who. I cried to a lot of Dr Who. I didn't realize that I hadn't watched season for of Dr Who but I have now and cried another river and will probably cry more. I think Dr Who is one of the most depressing awesome Sci-Fi shows ever. None of it negates the depressing though. I sort of want to write a Dr Who Fanfic about my travelling with the Doctor. I want to be the Doctors love. I love him and he makes me so depressed but I love him anyways. I'm watching the movie after season 4 and then I'm going to go web surfing for the Season 5 which will probably just depress me further because David Tennant isn't in it. T_T I am all for Doctor Rose stuff. Of course Doctor Donna isn't too bad either! ^_^ What else for today? Well nothing really. Kids, Dr Who.... WELL! There was this one thing with this guy on the IPB forums but he's starting to get on my nerves. I'm about ready to utilize the Ignore system for the second time ever and it will be the second time in less then a month. Why do I have to be so nice to people? I mean I'm not here. If anything I'm downright rude most of the time because I'm just mean and it shows but I try not to be. I mean I'm a moody bitch but I'm not really all that cruel but sometimes I want to be. Blunt. That's the word, blunt or brash. I'm just rarely able to turn that filter on but I am nice enough, when I'm not annoyed. Whatever I guess. C'est La Vie as I always say. I will see what tomorrow brings me for a day. Depending on how it goes depends on if I utilize the ignore function. Hope you're having a smashing day!!
  9. Morrigan

    Naughty Morr

    Gah! I'm having naughty thoughts about not posting a blog tonight. I've been bad enough barely even posting a blog the past few days for lack of motivation (meaning I've been tired and not willing enough to push out a better post then what I did) and so I've been naughty. This is my outlet to try and keep me a little more sane then I normally am and to just have a place to vent a little. So today's adventures. My mum kept pushing and poking until I went to church with her. FAIL! I mean I am not an atheist by the furthest stretch of the imagination but I'm also not Mormon anymore, I haven't been for almost a decade. Come to think of it I find that a lot of changes in my life happened when I was 17 because that was when I also lost faith in the Mormon church. Now my mum's Mormon, which is good and well, they have been really awesome in helping her out in this hard time, but I'm not anymore. SO! I went to church with her today and I hated it, as I knew I would. It's boring and short of learning more ammunition for why I am not Christian any longer I don't learn anything of value. I only let my kids go because it's like a free play group. <_< I know... I'm bad. What else? Nothing really. Today has been a rather boring day. It was mostly because over half of it was wasted on the waste winds of Waste Church. Bleh. It sucks. I think I got one Smiley done today and the rest of the time I've been a little nostalgic and missing my old site but whatever. If they'd rather ban me then pretty much say, "Listen Bitch, do what we say or else" then that's their perogative. I really didn't even realize I had done anything wrong until the ban message. How sad is that? C'est La Vie I guess. Doesn't make it any better or me any happier that my friends from there don't talk to me so much or that I got mad at some of them and told them I didn't want to talk to them anymore. T_T Whatever. I am past it and onto better things I hope. I know it's for the better because I'm not consumed by the site like I used to be. I still miss the people though. I did talk to Sparky a bit today but she seemed distracted so I left her alone and Arkasel always seems distracted and I don't think Neph cares to talk to me at all anymore. Whatever I guess. ON A BETTER NOTE! I think I have a majority of my webcomic for this week planned out. I haven't started working on it yet but I have considered what I am doing. It will be NEXT weeks webcomic that I will have to be worried about. Remember that wit and comedy that I told you that I don't have? Well I really don't have it and once I play out this weeks comic then I think I will be tapped dry. My brother suggested an idea but I am unsure if I want to use it right away, we will see, I might. It's corny but funny and probably worth it just for the "facepalm lol" factor. We'll see. I NEED MORE MEMBERS! Go to WOOTFLAKES and join. It doesn't matter who you are, if you want to make me to smile and keep writing comics then you should come and talk to me on my forum! Alright.... You don't have to but you would certainly make me feel warm and fuzzy if you joined and helped me get the commiunity started off by posting in topics starting some, making suggestions. All that awesome forum stuff. ^_^ Alright. I think that's it for the night. I'm going to probably shut down my depressing computer and watch Dr Who (which will probably just depress me further, BAARROOOWMAN!!! *shakes fist*) <3333 you all and Hope you are having a good day!
  10. Okay, I admit. I forgot to enable the Akismet spam checker right from the get go but now it's on so stop bothering me you spam fuckers! I loathe spam with a fire hotter then hell! Spam is one of those evils that you wish would just die a burning death and then the world would be happier, but I doubt it. It would be one less thing for me to gripe about so I would need to find a new something to gripe about and that wouldn't be fun.... Okay, it would be fun but I would pretend not to like it. Things that I did today? I moved my stuff out of storage and into a garage! Real improvement huh? Well the rent is cheaper to store the same amount of stuff. After the storage stuff I cleaned. You know what sucks about the storage thing though? My brother Kyle promised to help with it and yet when it came down to it he wouldn't. Now I understand that he worked the graveyard last night but he knew that I was doing this today and he knew I needed his help and yet when I asked if he was ready all I got was "bitch, bitch, bitch". Now I knew I shouldn't be too demanding, he was supposed to be doing me a favor but that's not the point. He promised he'd help and then he decided it was too hard and then he just didn't help. It's really stupid because he does this a lot and then he expects me to do things for him and be nice to him. He doesn't quite understand that it doesn't work that way, whatever. I guess next time he needs help really badly It will just be too hard to do it because I stayed up too late the night before and my kids woke me up too early. I think I lost my train of thought for today. I cleaned I loved I moved stuff. There isn't much more to the day. The other day I saw an epic bike cop setup for catching red light runners on a "No turn on red" talk about hiding in plain site. He was sitting on the sidewalk of the freeway bridge. He owned someone as I passed by. Website wise I didn't get much done today. I am considering coding an IP.Content Wiki and I almost have all of the default Smilies replaced with my Ebi1 R0ot ones. Ebi1 is one cute spork. He still hates me for that. I hope some more people join soon but probably not. It's not all that great and all that jazz but I can be hopeful. I need more then one person to talk to. It gets boring only talking to a single person. I think that's it for tonight. I don't feel extremely talkative so I hope you're having a good day.
  11. Morrigan

    Eyeballs hurt

    So this won't be very long. My eyes hurt. I'm tired from a long day (going on 18 hours I think... maybe more). Wow, I'm sitting here telling you about how tired I am and you should just see the spelling mistakes. If it weren't for a spell checker I'd be even more worse for wear and you're eyes would bleed just from the spelling errors. So things I did today? I went to Fae's Socialization. It was fun and filled with love.... Lots and Lots of Love. It was a regular socialization. A little crazy and a little fun. I made sure and got one of my daughter's friend's mom's phone number try and say that ten times fast) to have a play date next week I hope. I get along very well with the women in Fae's class which makes me happy. They don't seem at all bothered by my naturally eccentric behavior which is good. You know I told myself not to forget things to put in this but you know what? My brain isn't functioning properly so I forgot. I'm going to go to bed I'll try and make a post in the morning. Goodnight. Hope you're having a nice day!
  12. Morrigan

    Nothing Special

    So tomorrow will be my official second webcomic. I was hoping to get more done today but I seem to have been pretty unsuccessful and I have a lot to do tomorrow on top of getting the entire thing done. I will be busy, busy bumblebee tomorrow. I have coloring of all sorts to do and I'm not even allowed to get help... Okay, that's not true. I get a little bit of help from my daughter but I have to do a majority of it so it looks right. I am making some stuff for her to be able to learn things, like colors and shapes and things. It's actually quite awesome because these are things I'm having a hard time teaching her. (has no patience most of the time) so having the means will be helpful in successfully getting it done. I just hope her stubbornness doesn't get in the way of her improvement! So I guess that informs you that I didn't get much done today on websites or with anything really. I did a lot of cleaning, my daughter's teacher came.... my daughter's teacher left. We had doughnuts. Life is good. More specifically things I did/n't get done on my websites were: Blog layout looks decent on Wootflakes Designed Ebi1 R0ot!'s little self and little sister... And probably his mom but I'm not sure yet. I still need to design others but my brother is helping me with this. I'm annoyingly slow and he actually made Ebi1's little sister and I mostly edited it. I'm glad he's helping me or you might actually have stick figures. Planned to make more things. I have some smiley ideas and still have to develop a few things for tomorrow's web comic. Tech stuff for today? Safari is <3 Seriously! It's better then Chrome because you can have a persistent status bar and just as clean. I'm in heaven right now. It also has a built in Firebug type functionality. What's not to love? I guess there's... no, not that. Hmmm... I'm sure something will irritate me about it soon enough and you'll all get an ear full. Okay, this is another short post. It's late and I'm tired so I'm going to take that as a signal to go to bed. Goodnight all. Hope you're having a good day!!
  13. Morrigan

    Nothin' to report

    Okay, I really did lie about the whole "I won't use lines from movies thing" I mean I've now brought in the Incredibles. I fail. #morrfail ALRIGHT! Now time to give all you people something to stare at, go 'WTF!?' and move on. First thing for today.... I GOT SOMETHING DONE! Oh yeah, that's right! I created a replacement article for IPB to allow admins to replace non-existent profile pictures with avatars, as long as they have an avatar. I'm sure I didn't find everywhere on the main board but I got most of the essential places for it and I will eventually add the Blogs and Galleries as well. It was a sense of accomplishment of getting it working and then to be promoted on Coder's Refuge made be all the more happy! Why? Probably because I had this strong sense of accomplishment for the day. After I succeeded in this adventure I felt the need to not do anything for hours but I was unable to. I simply moved on to attempting more dangerous feats. Next.... I looked at the code I need to change *ie the CSS for the) blogs and then said "Screw that" and went to do other things. Like chat with people for a few hours and help my daughter work on her homework. Then, toward the end of my fantastically adventurous day I began to re-vamp Ebi1 R0ot! to be more scalable. This means that I adnventured into the dangerous land of Illustrator. It was scary. I had to keep my wits about me so I wouldn't throw my poor, defenseless, innocent computer across the room in frustration. Luckily I was successful and even more so when I created the new Ebi1 R0ot! Why do you ask? Mostly because I'd rather revamp him now instead of in a year. Another reason is that my brother helped me and lastly? Because he looks so much cuter now. You can see him at his site, Wootflakes WOW! Today really is a nothing to report sort of day. I haven't really much else to talk about. Successful coding, successful coloring (I even stayed in the lines) and successful ignoring things that I probably should have been doing. Kid stuff? Day 1 with the potty, still no interest but he does know that the thing makes a sound, he just doesn't know how yet. My daughter still has a cold and is coughing up a storm. I hope she feels better soon. You know, speaking of kids, I wish computers were cheaper and I had a bit extra money to buy two cheap laptops for my kids to use. They always want to play games on my laptop but I swear to god they are like master genius of messing up every setting known to man, even ones that haven't been made yet. It's like a black hole of settings and they know how to change every single one of them without a bat of an eyelash. At least on their own computers I wouldn't care what they did and I can disable access to evil things like the Internet and porn and things. Well probably, more specifically, pictures of me and my own websites. This site is certainly not intended for children. If it is, or it seems that way... You were completely mislead. OKAY! Now I think that's really it. Mostly because I'm tired and falling asleep at the keyboard again. Also my brain has melted from a day of awesome! Goodnight everyone. Hope you're having a good day. ^_^
  14. Morrigan

    Strut

    So today's accomplishments!? NONE! Okay. I got one accomplishment, I got my forum/topic markers done today. I guess you can include that the members list looks better, I got the blog header working and I started work on the Profile. I'm a woman that loves a good profile and I HATE the default IPB one but I don't know what to do with it. It's like a necessary evil that I don't know how to make a "nice" necessary evil. I mean, I used to have one of the best profiles (and from a few compliments that I've heard) THE best profile in the 2.3.x series. I completely re-vamped my profiles to look the way I wanted them... Now I don't think I have the same amount of a reason for it because the new profiles look better but I don't know what to do with them.... They offer a lot more sex appeal then the older ones but not enough for me to be satisfied with them. So I didn't get much else done, mostly because I'm pretty sure it's that time of the month and my skin scrawls because I'm wearing clothes. I don't understand it really, I feel like a big ball of sensitive skin. I'll be glad when it's all over. About this though, I have two kids and when they are asleep I like to take long, hot baths... you know the quiet, uninterrupted sort that is really..... quiet, and well, is it just me or as a parent of young children do you get paranoid when you want/do something for you yourself? I turn on the bath water and immediately have to stick my head out of the door because I think I hear my son crying. Of course he never really is but it still doesn't make me any less paranoid. Next thing to talk about? My recent Twitter conversation with Sparky, AKA LOL_J on Twitter, got me thinking about dancing in public. Now I have no problem with shaking my ass for anyone's preview. I come from a family of very few reservations. We are all eccentric Addams family types in my household. But, as I talked with her I realized, as I always do, that I'm a woman that stands out in a crowd. I'm not necessarily skinny, actually probably not by a long-shot, but I still wear crop tops and things that show off my strangely colored legs. I wear medieval clothing in public, PJs. You name it and I've probably worn it in public, Yes.... even a bathing suit with nothing else. NO, I've never been nude in public. Off kilter there for a second, now I'm back on track. SO! I'm a 6'2", not so skinny "Amazon" woman that doesn't really have a self conscious bone in her body.... or so it would appear by the way I dance, shake my ass and sing, and terribly massacre songs, while I'm out and about. Now I come to think of why this is. I mean I know I'm not attractive and what-ot. I think I might do it for the attention but it's more likely I do it for the laughs. Like yesterday! Most epic thing. We were checking out of Sam's club, I do a deep hip shaking dip to "Fever" I think, and then there is this cheer from behind me. It's like this 70 year old man cheering at me shaking my ass. I had a good lol before I went back to doing my shaking. Why do I really do it? Because I enjoy, enjoying myself and really like to smile. What else? What else? Oh yes! I keep getting random comments that seem like real people but I mean they are just off enough to make me think that they are spammers. Really I don't understand why I have spammers on such a small site that no one really reads anyways. That being said I guess I will answer a few questions that I am unsure if bots are asking or real people. *I have approved most comments removing the bot-like link from their comment, sorry to anyone that is real that has had it removed.* Question1: Yes I run this on the Application, WordPress. I designed *or mostly designed, the original coding was from a template* the layout for the site. Question2: I try to update every day. Am I successful? Probably not but I do try. Two kids and looking for a job along with many other non-social activities and chores around the house=Not always the most successful at getting anything done. Question3: I don't care if you rate my site, bash my site, promote my site or whatever in your own blog. Please feel free! I just ask that you post a link to the source after you're done with it so I can read it. I'm fine with answering questions and whatnot so. :D I got my son a training toilet today. I hope that it will inspire him to start potty training. I'm so over diapers it's not even funny. I don't think he really understands, or cares to go potty yet so I don't know how successful it will be. *crosses fingers* here's hoping. I was talking earlier with my friend, Neph, about how crazy my thoughts can get sometimes. I only knew this from my late night post yesterday with the Random thought about brain melting. It just seemed overly odd to me that I would come up with that while tired and not while awake. I guess when your brain as less "active" functions to do then it has more time to be creative or think of odd things. Maybe it's what it's supposed to do... to confuse us. I think that's it for the night though. I know this seems like I'm cutting this post short... I am! I'm falling asleep at the keyboard which is a surefire sign to just stop typing and go to bed. Goodnight everyone. Hope you're having a nice day!
  15. I did a few things today, including spending more money then I could afford on pictures of my kids. Man I need a really awesome camera so I don't need to get pro pictures anymore, and maybe a lot more experience in photoshop. After the picture getting though I continued to vigorous work on my Wootflakes site layout and guess what? I currently believe I have one of the most epic layouts I have ever created. Go check it out: http://wootflakes.com It's purdy to me at least and optimized for larger screens. Sorry to anyone that has something smaller then a 1024x768, I'm not hindering my web design for you guys anymore. Why apologize? Well I don't need to, truly if you're still one a computer that the largest size screen you can get on it is 800x600 then you need to throw it in the trash and go get a new one. As for the layout itself, once I'm completely completed on it I will be making a few different renditions, mostly just changing the color of the box, probably a green, grey, pink, orange and maybe black. If you guys are lucky I'll create a block one but that will require more image edits then the rest of them. ^_^ What else did I do today that would be interesting material to talk about with strangers? OH! I watched Coraline and Whip It! Both fantastic movies, I suggest them highly. So far, I don't think I've seen an Ellen Page movie that I haven't liked. Not saying that I won't but she seems to be really good in what I've seen her in. Okay, not a long post today, not really anything done except my monumental success of a layout re-vamp! Totally stoked about all of this so yeah! <333 you all and Have a good day!
  16. So I am a geek that is behind on the times... by a lot. I've been hearing jokes for years about the number two being the meaning of life the universe and everything! Well I'm here to tell you guys one big thing: YOU ARE ALL LIARS!!!!! Liars and meaners!!!! I finished reading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy today (yes I finally finished it, you may start a party) just to find out that 42 isn't the answer to life the universe and everything LIARS!!!!! It is the ultimate answer which has no ultimate question!!! You are so mean to me! *sniffles a lot before getting over that* OH YEAH! Worse still? Something else to make me depressed and envious for a day, or twenty or FOREVER! My friend Kyo is going to see John Barrowman live. I swooned the moment that he told me. I know the man is gay, trust me I know, but that doesn't mean he's any less awesome. In fact that probably makes him into the perfect man. Other developments and things that were of interest today? Well I knew that I would love my world even more but slowly it comes together with each day of putting it together I wish I could live in my strange menagerie of species on of fantasy and steampunk! Well maybe if I get the story written then I can live in my own world but for now I enjoy creating it. My brother is trying to talk me into a long standing war between siblings story. I'm tempted by it but I'm still not sure yet. I think part of my decision will be on what main characters I choose. I didn't get much web-coding done today.... I'm trying to remember why but I really have no excuse. I mean I didn't even play American McGee's. I think it might be, in part, due to the fact that I was mildly distracted with a few images, thoughts about my next webcomic reading Hitchhiker's Guide and thinking a lot about my story. I did get a few things done today, I fixed the shoutbox on the wootflakes forum, I made a bunch of buttons and things and will probably continue to make more. Also, I have a strong belief that I code better when I'm tired and since I've not been tired all day I didn't code, now that it is time for bed I might get something productive done. We will see.... Yes we will see. Well played brain of mine, well played. Well I think that's all the mad mumblings for this evening. Until next time dearest people that don't actually read my blog but like to look at pictures of me. Hope you're having a spectacular day!
  17. So I've been working on the gallery for a few hours today. It looks amazingly awesome now! STARE IN AWE AT THE INDEX PAGE AWESOMENESS It's no where near complete. The person that designed one of the layouts that I was basing my layout on decided that it's awesome to duplicate code when PHP is available. >_> Needless to say I'm having to manually change the hears and footers. That's probably my only problem with it, that it is a little hard to skin because of what is available Otherwise its great. And if it's hard and you look at what I have then you'll see I'm just complaining to complain. There are a few things that have to be fixed to fit properly but it's not impossible at all. ^_^ Otherwise Not much got done today. My friend went to the hospital for a blood transfusion. She's feeling better now. My other friend is unable to connect to the net for some reason. *pets them both. I'm curious though. My friend said the blood transfusion made her feel a million times better. I wonder if that is why vampires drink blood, it's like vampire sustenance which is happy juice and we're the juice box! I will be going to the park with the kids tomorrow as long as it's not too cold. Well I think that's it for the day. Have a good one everyone!! <3
  18. Today was filled with cleaning and being a little upset. I guess I just find things unfair when you expect certain leisures to be reciprocated but they aren't. Le sigh. I'm just a bit on the grouchy side. I'm trying to find a Yoga tape or something I can do with my kids in the morning. I think if I do some exercise I might feel better and not be so grouchy all of the time. It's a hope and I think it would help me lose a bit more of that weight that I'd like to lose. Really I wish I could find my Wii Fit disc and all of my cords and things that miraculously disappeared - which I'm very upset about, Wii-motes are not cheap - and get my Wii up and running. I really adore the Wii Fit game as I am able to concentrate and I really find it relaxing. Maybe I'll just give in and when I get a job, buy a new one. If I ever get a job. :( I sent a few pictures to TwitPic today. The one of me - or half of me as it were - was taken by my daughter Fae. The rest were random ones, some I took a few weeks ago, The eyeball ones I took today. :D I think - if I can convince my mum to pay for the development of the pictures and the Digital disc - that I would like to take all new pictures of Fae and Troy for the Faerie-Reverie site. I am still working on MM, I'm actually in process of making animated gifs for my splash page. I am looking for a nice gallery software, if anyone has suggestions I would love any. I would like to be able to easily skin it and feature pictures. I would mostly be putting pictures of me and my kids and then any art-work that I post on dA. Well I love everybody. I hope you are having a fantastic day! <3
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