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LivingInSinThat moment when you're not sure whose pants you're wearing, your brother's or your ex's.
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[05 Mar 2012|07:34pm] |
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KIDCRUSHER HAS ONE LAST DATE ON THIS TOUR AND I CAN STILL MAKE IT.
I'm booking my flight tonight. You guys wanna come? As in the people I actually associate with, not open ivitation for all. Sure there'd be bloodshed that way and Air Marshalls have better tazers now. Toss debit card numbers at me and I'll book all flights tonight. We're leaving the 15th and we'll be back the 19th. We could come back a day earlier but I promised Snow I'd come take a look at The Black Angel and make sure he's running the show properly. He's letting us stay in the old house so it's the least I can do.
Seriously guys. Kidcrusher. Why would you not wanna go? I'll even be nice and accept the presence of fucktoys. And bunnies, can't leave Dex out. And, annnnd...whoever can outdrink me on the flight there, I'll pay for your ticket to the show. Just to make it more appealing since we haven't actually tested if this is possible lately.
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[21 Jan 2012|12:54am] |
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Locked to those who attended Dru’s Birthday Party and Jayde
First off, this is not an apology for anything. I’m not sorry for anything you saw me do or say Thursday night. Each of you should know by now, even you Io (which you shall now be called because it is shorter than Crayon/Starr/Inanimate Object), that I never do anything just for the hell of it. I had a point to prove and while the entire thing didn’t get across, one message did. The next time the word slut is directed at me I won’t fire the metaphorical warning shot. There will only be one, straight to your brain, and I’ll laugh while I watch chunks drip down the wall afterwards. This goes for each of you, even the ones who wouldn’t dare think it, let alone say it.
Dez, before you say anything, I never exactly lied to you. I never said I didn’t have a boyfriend but I was manipulative enough to make you fill in your own blanks with me being single. Now you know why. It doesn’t even matter anymore since Dom’s already declared it dead and over. The favor I asked of you a week ago still stands as asked, let me know one way or the other.
Dex, I know he’s staying with you. Make sure he gets to the studio on time Monday. You can come pick up his stuff whenever since I know he’ll send you to prevent Dru and the Pixie from having to scrub blood off of the walls to be able to live here.
Jayde, I let you think for months that Dru was the one leaving those marks all over the place and I probably shouldn’t have. Then Dez stepped back into the picture so the blanks were a little easier to help you fill in on your own. I never felt the need to correct you, though I probably should have.
All of you know why there were so many secrets now and we can thank Dom’s mouth for that one. He always was horrible with secrets; I know everything any of you have ever said to him in confidence. Don’t worry, I’m the one who never speaks any of it. Dru was the only one of you who knew and don’t be mad at him for not spilling it all sooner, he’s smart enough to keep his mouth shut. If any of you decide to stop speaking to us, or move out in Io’s case, I suppose I could understand. What I will not put up worth is this leaking to anyone else. Only you know and believe me, if it leaks I will find out where from. Better hope you’ve had recent enough dental work done for them to be able to identify your remains when I’m finished. Those of you who still want to hang around in the corners, good to know you’re there.
That being said...who’s in and who’s out? I wait for no one, so make your decisions and let’s hear them.
And Dom…I would have thought there would be more to say to you, but there’s not. You’re as bad as the rest of them, trying to fit me into some square little box and wanting me to be who I’m not. Thanks for that. When you can’t even count on blood, what can you fucking count on? Though I suppose you’d tell me to go look in the mirror when I say that. I won’t see you before you leave and we both know that so I wish you the best of luck on the show. When you’ve won you still have a place to come home to. That’s the only thing I said I didn’t mean. Don’t ever fucking come back, ignore that part. I know you won’t have any reason to worry about me now so I’ll call Fratboy in the morning and tell him his babysitting services are no longer needed. See you on the other side. I hope.
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[19 Jan 2012|08:54pm] |
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[02 Dec 2011|05:42am] |
Even though we’re back in The States now, I do have to comment on something interesting happening in Australia sometime today. A relative of Ivan Milat, a serial killer over there in Aussie country who’s still alive and kicking in prison for the seven murders he committed between 1989 and 1992, has been convicted of murder himself off an outright guilty plea and will be sentenced today...the second for those of you who do not pay attention to their calendars.
( Cut for blurb detailing the crime and why I care )
Why did I not get the chance to meet this kid? WHY?! Dom, Dru, anyone got an answer for me? It's ok; I'll send a letter. How many pages do you think I can stretch the phrase 'great job on keeping the family name intact, I'm sure Ivan is proud' into? He's no Jack but you can't write dead men letters....sigh.
And another rant I have right now that pisses me off…I FINALLY make it to goddamn California and the one thing I wanted to see most here is already gone. The Black House in San Fran has been demolished since Oct 17, 2001. I bet no one even knows what I’m referring to without going to Google so I’ll just sit here and shake my head in disapproval at that. Though I suppose there’s always that spot in Leimert Park to go see and it’s right here in LA. If anyone other than Dom gets that reference I will be highly shocked.
Why do you find this shit so interesting Sin? What is wrong with you?
I was born and raised in O-fucking-hio. We produced so many of them that I’m convinced it’s in the water supply.
We have Jeffrey Dahmer from Bath, Neal Bradley Long from Dayton, Charles Manson from Cincinnati, Larry Ralston from Jefferson County (Yes, we have the fucking Angel of Death too), Thomas Dillon from Canton, Michael Swango (Doctor of Death)wasn’t born there but he murdered plenty in the borders of the state, Gary & Thaddeus Lewingdon (the .22 caliber killers), Alton Coleman & Debra Brown raped and killed in Ohio on their spree, the Moreland Family Juvenile Baby Killer, Eric Elliott & Lewis Gilbert started their spree in Ohio, the Cleveland Torso Killer, Terry Shepherd, Thomas Carr, Michael Lockhart, Dan Martin from Belmont county, William Sapp from Springfield, Richard Tinglr from Portsmouth, James Oliver Huberty, Matthew Hoffman, Donald Harvey (another Angel of Death, there are so many of them because people lack creativity), and very recently Anthony Sowell from Cleveland. Not a serial killer but...we also have Casey Anthony because she was born in Warren. So that’s 24 not counting Casey. This… Dooommmiiinnniiiccc, now that I have your attention, who am I leaving out?
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[17 Nov 2011|08:33pm] |
I really never have any idea what to write in these online blogs. And I really don’t want to share my personal life, any of it, more than needed. So instead of just rambling nonsense about bands no one other than the people in my house listen to, movies no one else has seen, and things no one else will probably even understand, I curled up with a bottle of vodka and decided I would let people ask any question they wanted and I would answer them. We’ll call it Ask Sin because I’m not feeling particularly creative or really care what it goes by. So here we go.
This first one is from an acquaintance that would like to remain anonymous because she’s worried it will start a fight. All the more reason to name them but I’m a good secret keeper I suppose. What would you do if there was a girl mooning over the man you loved, but the man couldn't see that said girl was mooning over them?
This is a very difficult question to answer for more than one reason, like how the word love is tossed in there. And I don’t think most people would be interested in the same type of guy as I am, either. I’ll give this a shot though. The first thing I would do is explain to the guy how fucking stupid he is and start questioning why I was giving him the time of day, let alone sleeping with him. Then I would give him two options: he could take care of her or I would. Private to Jayde: Does this have to do with the other thing you told me?
This next one is from Dru. My Dru since there’s two of them. Well, my roommate Dru. Fuck it, figure it out if you’re lost. What is the best way to get glitter out of fabric? Especially when it's so embedded that everything you own shines… until you put it on or sit on it and it decides to get EVERYWHERE and be free suddenly?
First thing, STOP FUCKING PIXIES. After giving you a ride home, I kept finding pieces in my car randomly for two weeks. Tape works if you want to spend forever patting your clothes down with a piece or two, or you could spring for a lint roller because they’re just as sticky. They also say you can use hairspray, NOT the hairspray in my bathroom, and spray the bad sections with it. Once it dries you should be able to shake the glitter off.
Surprisingly, Fratboy played along. What’s the best way to off yourself so that it looks like an accident?
If this is a serious personal debate for you let me know. I would be more than happy to kill you and save you the time; Dom would probably like to help too. Your girlfriend has the address. Ahem. In case it was just a question that you wanted me to answer for the hell of it, great choice. There’s two really good options here off the top of my head. The first one would be a drug overdose, because if you aren’t acting weird or mentioning anything about dying, etc, it can look accidental. The second one isn’t very interesting either; drink enough so you won’t look sober and then drive into something at a high speed. Pick another car on the highway, cause a pileup, and then at least you make the papers.
( Private to Dom ((ooc incest warning)) )
Now that those questions are answered, I have to go finish organizing things for my shoot next week, and double checking the bag I take with me. This gives the guys in my house exactly two minutes to make sure all of my actual expensive nail polish and eyeliner make it to my bag before I get into it to avoid ashtrays flying towards them at high speeds. I know you guys have it but I really need to get it all together so put it back and let’s avoid me doing room searches where I keep everything I find that I like. Oh and if anyone else wants my opinion on anything, just leave questions here, with a note if you want it anonymous or I WILL plaster your name to it. Not a mind reader, people.
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You know me. I’ll kill anybody, but I’ll only sleep with someone I love. ~Bride of Chucky~