| Stolen from Fionacat |
[Jun. 8th, 2009|11:06 pm] |
Been arrested? — No
Kissed someone you didn't like? - Yes
Slept in until 5 PM? — Yes
Fallen asleep at work/school? — Yes
Held a snake? — Yes
Ran a red light? — Yes
Been suspended from school? — Ish. Got sent home to wash off the goth white-face I was wearing as a dare/charity stunt.
Experienced love at first sight? — yes
Totaled your car in an accident? — No
Been fired from a job? — Yes
Fired somebody? — Yes
Sung karaoke? — Yes
Pointed a gun at someone? — Yes
Did something you told yourself you wouldn't? — Yes
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? — Yes
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? — Yes
Kissed in the rain? — Yes
Had a close brush with death (your own)? — Yes
Saw someone die? — Yes
Played Spin-the-Bottle? — Yes
Smoked a cigar? — Yes
Sat on a rooftop? — Yes
Smuggled something into another country? — Yes
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes? — Yes
Broken a bone? — Yes
Skipped school? — Yes (Well, faked being sick to get off)
Eaten a bug? — Yes
Sleepwalked? — Yes
Walked on a moonlit beach? — Yes
Ridden a motorcycle? — Yes
Dumped someone? — Yes
Forgotten your anniversary? — No
Lied to avoid a ticket? — Yes
Ridden in a helicopter? — No
Shaved your head? — Yes
Blacked out from drinking? — Yes
Played a prank on someone? — Yes
Hit a home run? — No
Felt like killing someone? — Yes
Cross-dressed? — Yes
Been falling-down drunk? — Yes
Made your girlfriend/boyfriend cry? — Yes
Eaten snake? — Yes
Marched/Protested? — Yes (Countryside march '98 and a few other times)
Had Mexican jumping beans for pets? — No
Puked on an amusement ride? — No
Seriously & intentionally boycotted something? — No
Knitted? — No
Been on TV? — No
Shot a gun? — Yes
Skinny-dipped? — Yes
Given someone stitches? — Yes
Eaten a whole habenero pepper? — Yes
Ridden a surfboard? — Yes
Drunk straight from a liquor bottle? — Yes
Had surgery? — Yes
Streaked? — Yes
Been taken by ambulance to a hospital? — Yes
Tripped on mushrooms? — Yes
Passed out when NOT drinking? — Yes
Peed on a bush? — Yes
Donated Blood? — No (Tried to, got turned down because I've had M/M sexual contact. Fuckers.)
Grabbed electric fence? — Yes (Once. To see what it felt like. It felt like hurting.)
Eaten alligator meat? - Yes
Eaten cheesecake? — Yes
Killed an animal when not hunting? — Yes
Peed your pants in public? — No
Snuck into a movie without paying? - No
Written graffiti? — No
Still love someone you shouldn't? — Maybe.
Think about the future? — Yes
Been in handcuffs? — Yes
Believe in love? — Yes
Sleep on a certain side of the bed? — Yes |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 29th, 2009|07:45 pm] |
You know, it's odd. Maybe I'm overly nostalgic, or maybe I'm just paranoid. Either way, I've been feeling a bit low since the GEF, and as usual when I have down-patches I start to think that I'm getting sick again. Or that I never actually got better and just hid it.
So I decided to go through some old chat logs and RP logs, from the '05 era. Wow. Interesting reading. /Painful/ reading.
It's good to be reminded of your own sanity, or what passes for it. When you look at things and remember how it felt when you were going through them, how important it all was and how much it hurt.. and it seems like a batshit insane stranger talking in them, I can only assume it to be a /good/ thing. |
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[May. 25th, 2009|09:32 pm] |
Back from the GEF.
Warning, long frothy rant of good spirits follows.
( Read more... ) |
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| Health Update |
[Apr. 15th, 2009|01:28 pm] |
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Acute tonsillitis is the doc's verdict; also had a temp of about 104. Been given shedloads of pills (which hurt like FUCK to take) and the rest of the week off work to recover. |
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| Furry dogsex drama. |
[Feb. 24th, 2009|11:59 pm] |
Sometimes I wonder why the FUCK I hang out with this community. At least the pervert was turned in by other furs, so there's not that whole 'conspiracy of silence' shit going on.
http://www.outdoorslc.com/story.php?subaction=showfull&id=1234287779&archive=&start_from=&ucat=5&
The Lewis County Prosecutor's Office has charged a Cinebar resident accused of having sex with two malamute dogs under a relatively new aspect of the state's animal cruelty law.
The charges were filed Monday in Lewis County Superior Court in Chehalis. The 21-year-old unemployed man allegedly engaged in sex with the dogs in October.
He denies it.
No violence is alleged in this case.
Elected Prosecutor Michael Golden said the Legislature modified the animal cruelty statute about two years ago to include sexual contact with animals. The change followed a case in Enumclaw in which a man died of injuries when he had sex with a horse.
"Previously you had to show harm to the animal," Golden said on Monday afternoon.
Troy B. Whitson, 21, is charged with two counts of first-degree animal cruelty, a felony with a maximum penalty of five years in prison and a $10,000 fine.
A summons was issued Monday for Whitson to appear in court later this month.
The Lewis County case comes from claims made by a couple Whitson met at a "furry" convention in Bellingham, according to charging papers.
The gathering was for people who enjoy dressing up in animal costumes, and their admirers, according to charging papers.
The couple, identified in the charging papers without their full names or hometown, were interviewed by a Lewis County Sheriff's Office deputy in December.
The charging papers allege the following account: In October the woman spent the night with Whitson in Cinebar, but called her husband and asked him to come over because she was uncomfortable.
Both said they saw Whitson engaged in sex with the female malamute, "Ruby," and the younger male malamute, "Torque."
Sheriff's Deputy Alan Stull said Whitson was interviewed and admitted the male dog "mounted him after he removed his pants and underwear," charging documents allege.
Whitson, who lives on his parent's property in rural East Lewis County, was stunned on Monday night when he learned of the charges.
He called it a "marital sit," explaining he meant the young couple were in a dispute and the male half was angry because the female developed a relationship with Whitson.
"I've never even been to Bellingham," he said after looking at the charging documents.
He is involved in the "furry" world and did meet the pair that way, he said.
Whitson said the conventions are for people who appreciate the art of anthropomorphic animals, where some dress up in elaborate animal costumes. He's well known in the "furry" realm for his wolf persona, he said.
"She's crazy," Whitson said. "There's been nothing but drama since I met her."
The two malamutes are family pets who live at the Cinebar residence.
The case comes on the heels of an Oregon couple's sentencing last month for misdemeanor sexual abuse of an animal, in what the prosecutor thought was the first time anyone in Oregon had been fully prosecuted under its law.
Prosecutors said the pair sold videotapes of themselves with their German Shepherd mix to a company in Amsterdam, according to The Associated Press.
Their dog had to be euthanized, because, authorities said, it couldn't be placed in another home given the way it had learned to interact with humans, according to The Associated Press.
Golden said he had no intention of having Whitson's dogs destroyed.
This is the first time his office has charged anyone under the newly modified Washington law. He acknowledged his charges did not allege violence to the dogs, but said they don't need to.
Golden said the law is in place because "animals are in our care. This is not why they are in our care."
"Frankly," Golden said, "I think the Legislature should have just called it bestiality, because it causes confusion." |
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| Anyone want a Gunther? |
[Feb. 21st, 2009|07:18 pm] |
Having had my useless housemate string me along for a month with promises to buy him, only to pull out earlier today, I'm now stuck with a 1992 BMW 318i I don't need anymore and need to get rid of.
He's MOT'ed and Taxed up until May, has about 130k or so on the clock, six-cd changer in the boot. Paint and bodywork is sadly in pretty tatty shape, as is the upholstrey, but he's a great little runner still- or would be good to break down for parts, I guess.
I'm looking to try and get c.£300 for him- anyone interested or know someone who would be? |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 19th, 2009|08:11 pm] |
You know, I just had one of the reasons why I (or at least, Camrath) am the way I am. I got an email from my dad about visiting Paris for a party by some very close family friends. With this in it.
"It is Louise’s 18th birthday – remember the small child who used to crawl all over you and put her feet in uncomfortable places – sort of thing that one probably would not mind revisiting now."
Dirty old bastard. ;)
In other news, I'm pissed off. Peabody Trust have decided to send me a bill for £3,350 for repairs to the gas-piping they inadequately repaired and cut off, leaving my entire estate without heat, hot water or cooking capability for two months of the winter.
And some /cunt/ has knocked/torn off a chunk of the trim from Karl's driver-side front corner.
Grr. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 31st, 2009|04:27 am] |
I don't know what the fuck has been up with me for the past few days. I really don't.
I've been off sick with blinding headaches and just generally trying to catch up on sleep, and I appear to have been growing steadily more and more stressed, anxious, ill-tempered and irrational as the past few days have gone by. I've been feeling constantly paranoid, generally depressed and unmotivated and at the same time /very/ lonely.
I've been blowing up over things in ways I haven't done in years, and that's seriously starting to fucking worry me. Especially as there's no cause for it this time. |
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| Every rose has its thorn, etc. |
[Jan. 22nd, 2009|11:04 pm] |
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Well, the brutally sadistic nature of Murphy's Law has been biting me in the arse again, hard. Once reaching a pretty damned happy position in almost all areas of my life bar the romantic one, something just HAD to happen to mess things up.
( Read more... ) |
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| I can haz new beemer nao. |
[Jan. 17th, 2009|08:38 pm] |
Well, after an unexpectedly gigantic paycheck this month (due to a combination of G4S finally getting my payrate sorted and a pretty nice tax-rebate) I decided it was time that I moved up in the world of transport. Gunther, while I still love him very much, has been showing his age badly- and frankly his bodywork is a mess. So after a few days of searching, I've managed to find a new toy.
Karl. He's a 1997 BMW 323i with an upgraded engine (installed a few years back). Metallic red paintwork that's almost totally pristine, beige leather interior, 103k on the clock. Thus far he's proven himself to have about twice Gunther's fuel efficiency, together with a quite shocking amount of power under the hood- I'll have to be careful at first. The amount of torque in the higher gears in particular is near staggering.
Pictures will be taken and posted as soon as A. it stops raining and B. I remember to. |
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[Nov. 5th, 2008|05:37 am] |
Bloody well done, America.
(Incidentally, Obama's speech a few minutes ago was one of the best I've heard in the time I've been alive.) |
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| Bitter irony. |
[Oct. 31st, 2008|12:02 am] |
Tomorrow night I'll be celebrating Hallowe'en at the Unholy Alliance tour, moshing my brains out to Amon Amarth, Slayer, Mastodon and Trivium. This is good. I full expect to be unable to hear anything for at least 24 hours after.
So WHY in the name of all that's holy, unholy and merely ambiguous have I gone and developed some sort of problem with my right ear? I woke up this morning after some slight pain last night, and my ear is totally blocked with /something/, hurting dully and I have tinnitus from Satan himself. I literally can't make out conversation without cocking the left side of my head towards the person I'm speaking to.
If it wouldn't be self-defeating and pointless I'd beat the living shit out of my body for doing this to me. |
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| Interview Meme, swiped from Charley |
[Oct. 22nd, 2008|08:55 pm] |
Leave me a comment saying "interview me."
I will ask you five questions.
Post the answers on your LJ and then interview your friends!
I was interviewed by Auriol
1) If you could have a theme song, what would it be?
If you mean original music, probably 'The Only Fool' by the Dontush. For other people's music, the current music that's my theme is.. well, more a theme album actually. 'With Odin On Our Side' by Amon Amarth- lots of songs about angry blond men slaughtering their enemies, burning their villages and stealing their women. It's Viking Death Metal and you and Andy would probably like it in fact. It speaks to my state of mind these days.
2) All kids hate their given name. When you were a kid, what did you wish your parents had christened you?
For a while I actually wanted to go by my second name of 'Peter'. And well, I've answered to 'Camrath' as much as 'Henry' for nigh on a decade now- I was a kid when I /started/!
3) If the fairy godmother knocked on your door right now, and said you could have three wishes, but you only had 30 seconds to tell her what they were, what would you say?
Would it be horribly cliche of me to admit that my first wish would be for true love, my second would be for the ability to shapeshift into /anything/ I wanted and the third would be for.. I dunno. My own personal pet flying cybertyrannosaurus with laser-beam eyes.
4) If you could stop the world for 1 week, and had £5000 that would turn to dust at the end of that week, where would you go and what would you do?
America. Hire car. Route 66. Job's a good'un.
5) What do you most want to achieve by your 30th birthday?
Again this is going to sound really soppy and out of character for me, but more than anything else I want to have learned what it feels like to be in love again, and to still /be/ in love. Maybe married, maybe not. But just to feel the sheer level of understanding, trust, caring and affection that I used to share with Clare once again. |
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| Addendum. |
[Oct. 12th, 2008|10:33 pm] |
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Why the FUCK can't people leave well alone and not stick their bloody oars in when I'm already fucked off with the world. I mean really. Congratulations, you got me /more/ angry and damaged how I feel about /another/ friendship. Good fucking thinking. What exactly was the plan there? What REALLY was going to be acheived?
God, it feels /awesome/ to be ganged up on again. Just like old times. It's almost nostalgic, except not. |
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| Business with friends |
[Oct. 12th, 2008|10:16 pm] |
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I fucking hate it. I'm never, ever going into any sort of payment situation with friends again. It only ever seems to lead to hurt and angst.
Well, that's my mood down the shitter. Just what I could use on a sunday night. |
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| General update. |
[Oct. 3rd, 2008|03:28 pm] |
So, what's been going on in my life recently?
Well I've turned 27 a few weeks ago and suddenly realised that, holyshit, me turning 30 is closer to me in time than say, when I got together with Clare/when I went up to university/when I actually LEFT university. This is both scary and awesome.
I'm still single, and really getting rather bored of it. Unfortunately given the circles that I move in, I really don't have much chance to meet new girls and all that stuff. But meh. We'll have to see what the future holds.
My actual birthday was celebrated with immense excesses of intoxicants (like my 25th, we used what the Daily Mail would refer to as a 'cocktail' of substances) and the company of the Donutsh and my best mate from my schooldays, Will and his lovely girlfriend Helen. As Al Stewart (one of my new musical obsessions- he's like a trippier Don McClean) blasted on the stereo and I relaxed and ruminated amongst great company, the aforementioned cocktail sent me into some of the deepest, most positive introspection I've ever had. I have problems in my life and inside my head, but I realised that there are ways I could work through them and set to it with a vengeance. Since then, I've been feeling more mentally tough and centred than I have at any point before; it seems to have done the job of several months worth of expensive therapy. In short.. who says drugs are always bad for you? ;)
After my birthay I took some time off work for two weeks to both catch up on rest and fly out to see my little brother in New York. And my god, what a holiday. Suffice to say, it's the first time as an adult I've been to the states and not gotten laid.. and yet getting some booty would still not have made the trip even more awesome than it already was. I got to meet lots of really cool people, including some very old friends I'd not seen for years; hung out with Poe from Garoumush; ended up at a bizarre Slavic pagan ceremony on the banks of the east river with a 70 year old immigration lawyer, a New York Times bestselling novelist, a one legged vietnam vet and a few others; had the best sunday /ever/ (got picked up at 8am in a minivan crewed by two amazingly cool guys and drove 100 miles to the site while smoking the best weed I've had in my life and blasting old-school american metal at painful volume. Then spent a few hours using an M60 to butcher americans. One guy asked me 'Damn, what regiment did you serve with?' after I managed to bully a few folk into working with proper fire+manouver tactics using me as a base of fire. Frankly that's one of the best compliments I've ever received.) Oh, and we saw movies and shows and hit the gym a lot and I've discovered a love for turkish baths and god my little bro is so awesome and I wanna go back there NOW!
Ahem.
I've also changed up my workout pattern and bought a load of new clothes- I'm feeling really rather good looking for the first time in ages. In short, pretty much everything is on the 'up' right now. I had the literal day from hell at work yesterday, but somehow was still in a great mood at the end of it- I've discovered mental fortitude I didn't know I had.
So life is good, yes. Just need a girl. Grrr. ;) |
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| The Donutsh are 'go'. |
[Sep. 7th, 2008|01:21 am] |
Well, for the first time we're stepping out from behind the shelter of being sealed away in my living room when we play.
During tonight's practice session we ended up jamming for quite a while with our current work-in-progress song 'The Only Fool'. Frankly, we all thought it the best of our output so far- and we're really starting to mesh as a band.
And so, as I had my shiny new laptop with inbuilt camera lying around the living room, we decided 'why the fuck not' and recorded a video of one of our jams.
This is basically the instrumental version of the song with some heavy improv by all of us- Sandra in particular. We had that amazing feeling of being inside each other's heads- each modulation of volume or tone was totally unplanned, yet we all felt it seemed 'right' at the time.
Anyway! Enough verbal diarrhoea! Here I present to you, the very first recording in existence of the Donutsh.
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| General update. |
[Aug. 28th, 2008|09:34 pm] |
So, been quiet here. Time for a breifish update on various parts of my life.
I'm single again- Dani and I split a few weeks back due to the harsh reality of there being little chance of meeting again this year. I'm just too old to go through that length of waiting; somehow it's a lot harder at 26 than it was at 18. Or even at 20 for that matter. Anyway, it was a perfectly amicable split, though now she seems to be being a bit distant to me. Hoping things can go back to how they were before.
Work: Sucks. As always. Too many hours, not enough money, the usual. But at least I get some modicum of respect now; people know my face, know I get shit done, I'm still getting 'noticed' by management a lot and all that shit. It beats the alternative, but I /really/ fucking hate 12 hour days.
Holidays: I'm going to be in New York for a week from september 17th to see my awesome movie-making little brother! Anyone in the area fancying a meetup, let me know!
LARP: Well, the G was last weekend. And what a fucking corker of an event it was. Generally great weather, the new unit really seems to be meshing together well and making a huge name for itself and Rupert is really finding his voice as a proper character, rather than as 'Camrath MkII'.
Perhaps somewhat soppily, this also felt like something of a watershed event; for a start I felt like I was actually giving something back to the unit with the makes and shit I did. Also, I felt a /lot/ more accepted/welcome than I have done previously. Call it my own crippling insecurities, but a lot of the time at past events I've spent /freaking the fuck out/ over whether or not I'm accepted or just tolerated on the offchance I'll do something amusing. I won't name names, but the fact that people actually spent time OOCly chatting to me at random, and actually came up to me and started conversations and shit.. especially folk I've had a hard time talking to before, well it left me feeling just a million dollars. I'm not sure whether it's because I've changed, or if time has just gone by and people are used to me now.. but it really made a good event into the best one I've been to so far.
Also, spending four hours sitting in a tent breaking people and taking regular OOC breaks for corpsing up with laughter makes me feel happy and full of win. Amazing that the best RP I've ever had could involve being shockingly disgusting and flirting with whores. Awesome. |
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