"Thank you for calling The American Cafe..." the man on the other end of the phone makes an unidentifyable noise before continuing. "Thank you for calling the American Cafe, how can I help you?"
I greet my coworker and tell him that I'm having a bit of car trouble and will be running late, to which he responds with a dry bark of humorless laughter and, "You know what, don't worry about it. Apparently we're all out of a job."
I blink intelegently for a few moments while prosessing this before responding with an equally intelegent, "You're kidding." He's not. It seems the bigwigs of the corperation have decided to close us down. I was told to come in at 11 to see if I might have a job. (I'm assuming at another location)
Well, as it's 10:30, I'm going to see if Kurai wil get off her lazy ass and start.

Maybe I'll see if Barns & Nobels has a place for me...

OK, I don't actually think AUSA is actually what made me sick, but I think I picked up the bug there. My mom said that there's a conspiracy to wipe out all anime otaku and that they put something in the water, but than again, she's crazy. On the bright side I bought stuff there. Mostly artwork but yeah... One of these days I'm gonna have to sort out what I want framed and put it on my wall. On another downside I never got the phone number of the person I'm supposed to cosplay the Hitachiin twins with. ARG! With any luck she'll be at Katsucon and I'll run into her there.
Blarg, anyway, I got out with $4 to my name. Pretty good actually.

Oh yeah, and
I am Tsuzuki Asato in dA's Claimers-Club and I am Daemon Sadi in dA's Claimers-Club

I had a really busy weekend. I worked on Saturday (for 8 hours with no break ) and then I went to the RenFaire on Sunday with Tim-Bakaro-Tamahome-Manos () and my girlfriend, Quezy. We had fun and bought stuff and were really really tired. Me'n the village idiot (Tim) drove Quezy back home where her mom made us dinner (yum). Oh yeah, and we pretended to go to church .
Since Quezy didn't have school on Monday I stopped buy after dropping off some paperwork at work to hang out and all that. (We played Dirge of Cerberus, if any one cares.) Well Quezy's mom offers to fix dinner again and then my dear mother calls, demanding to know where I am (as if at the age of 19 I can't take care of myself ) I get home and she throws another holy fit about me and Quezy's relationship and God and all that shit . Then she goes on to say that if Quezy ever comes over to the house again she is going to tell Quezy's parents about me being Quezy's girlfriend.
ARG!!! GOD-FUCKING-DAMNIT!!
The urge to slaughter something messily is increadibly high right now. Oh yeah, and my dearest mother is off at church at 9:20 pm praying right now, probably for me to be straight or something...

Blah, that 100 picture thingy, I'll get aropund to it at some point, just thought I'd put it here before I forgot.

Stolen from Roselite
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1.)Do one hundred pictures each with one of the themes I have written below. Each picture should have ONE and only ONE theme each. Do only the themes listed below, do not change the words becuase it ruins the nature of the project

2.) There is no time limit but becuase of that you are expect to finished or finalize EVERY picture. This challenge is made to help build artistic skill so don't upload unfinished scribbles.

3.) The main picture should be drawn but not limited to just that, use any medium you want to create your master pieces.

3a.) Themed pictures can be used for trades, requests, gifts and ect.

4.) The list of themes should be placed somwhere in your journal so that other artist can see that you are participating in the challenge and so they can see how much you have completed. Don't forget to link back to this journal so others can do it.

5.) Make sure to update this list and check off what is done and make a link to the finished picture

6.) The title of the work should share the same name as the theme for it or at least stated in the description. Be sure to note in the description that the picture is for the challenge.

7) You don't have to do them all in order.

Challenge your friends to do this.

The ones that I have completed are bold. And next to them is the pic for it.

Theme List
1. Introduction
2. Love
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Rot
6. Break
7. Heaven
8. Away
9. Cut
10. Breathe
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence
16. Spit
17. Blood
18. Under
19. Gray
20. Fortitude
21. War
22. Mother
23. Distastefull
24. Want
25. Lurking
26. Europe
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Urban
30. Rain
31. Flower
32. Night
33. Wrath
34. Moon
35. Walk
36. Precious
37. See
38. Abandoned
39. Dream
40. 4:29 PM
41. Citric Acid
42. Still
43. Die
44. Two Roads
45. Two Guns
46. Drop
47. Dirt
48. Young
49. Preservatives
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Sport
52. Old
53. Desecrate
54. Tower
55. Need
56. Biohazard
57. Sacrificial
58. Kick in the Head
59. No Way Out
60. Desert
61. Fairy Tale
62. Voodoo
63. Do Not Disturb
64. City
65. Horrorific
66. Snow
67. Drum
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. 67%
71. Obsession
72. Mislead
73. I. Can't.
74. Confrontation
75. Mirror
76. Broken
77. Testament
78. Drink
79. FUCK [if this theme offends you you may do the alternate theme "Balk"]
80. Words
81. Pen and Paper
82. +
83. Heal
84. Cold
85. Sick
86. Seeing Red
87. Hunger
88. Pain
89. Through the Fire
90. Triangle
91. Drown
92. Rape
93. Iron
94. Soft
95. Advertisement
96. Storm
97. Safety
98. Puzzle
99. Alone
100. Gone

Hello you few people who read this stupid thing, long time no bitch...
Well it's now time for An'ya to angst and bitch so if you're not in the mood for that go away.
Yesterday, I was feeling oddly depressed, for no reason, and more mopey and lazy that really depressed really, but whatever. I had just finished watching the highly fucked up last episode of this season of Eureka and was watching some sort of thing about if we didn't have a moon (very interesting stuff really...). My mom comes in to say, "Goodnight, don't go to bed too late," and somehow gets herself all sidetracked and starts going on about how I shouldn't be going out with Quezy because "it's not good for my relationship with God." Well pardon me for a moment because I'm starting to see where Farfello is comming from. Fuck God! I wanna fucking KILL God if He's that anal! :throws a kitchen knife at the crucifix: Damn I missed... :yanks knife out of the wall: :snarl:
So after she finishes railling on about how I'm hurting my relationship with God by dating a girl I point out that I've liked more girls than I have guys. She just gives me this look and says something about sex. Then I point out that the guys I actually did like ended up being gay and my almost total lack of sex drive. She laughs. I glare. Then out of NOWHERE she bring up my emotional scaring from my dad. Yes, I do have lots of emotional scars from that whole mess, but what the HELL does that have to do with my love life? An hour later I'm still having hysterics because of the emotional scars my mom ripped open. I stumble into my room and climb into bed only to cling to my pillow a cry silently for a few more hours before I give myself a triple dose of ambien just to fall asleep.
Today I'm rather depressed and angry and my mom wants me to clean the house and do the dishes and clean my room and do the laundry, I frankly couldn't care less about any of it! I want to scream and cry and maim and shred and tear and kill something, but at the same time I'm to appathetic to even bother.
Oh yeah, and apparently in my ambien-induced-pre-sleep state I started cutting again last night... FUCK!