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[Blog #236] --- Neutral --- [Tuesday] - Wet Sock Slap
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Summer Accomplishments:
- Completed Harry Potter & The Prisoner Of Azkaban - 100% completion (GC)
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Two of my games came today. I'm now only waiting for two more - three if you count the one that Shelly ordered for me today. :)
Today dawned the arrival of Herdy Gerdy and Alter Echo - the 98p bargain find. :)
And this amused me. Alter Echo was sent in a plain brown envelope with handwriting on it, not a typed sticker like all the others had done. It had three 1st class stamps on it.
Three 1st class stamps equal about 99p.
And seeing as how the delivery was free for me - I bought the game for 98p, and it's cost them more to send it than it has for me to buy it. :D
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Shelly came today at about half 3.
I got her to inspect my discs. Seeing as how they're mainly preowned, she used her keen PS2-disc-eye to tell me if they were playable. None of them are even badly scratched. One or two have a few surface marks, but that's all.
Orphen looks practically brand-new.
Some of the cases were slightly discoloured - probably because the owners had smoked, so I wiped them down with a wet sock. :)
(It was the closest thing to me at the time.)
Then I proceeded to pin Shelly to the bed and smear it all over her face. :)
It was rather amusing.
Then I gave Shelly £10 and she used her card to order Jackass: The Game from Play.com for me.
It looks quite similar to Bully. The way everything's rendered. Perhaps it'll play the same, mission-based and the like.
We ate hotdogs and mini-milks and played Guitar Hero: Greatest Hits.
Shelly played bass, I played lead. She'd even bought me a bag of Milky Way Magic Stars - so we ate these together too. :)
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After she'd gone home, I finished off Harry Potter 3.
Of the three games I own, it's the first one I've gotten the full 100%.
There's no dodgy minecart or gnome-throwing mini-games rendering me with a few cards missing from the book...
Oh, and there's no Quidditch either. Rock the fuck on - Quidditch did my bloody head in. :)
Dixie currently feels:
Neutral
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Summer Accomplishments:
- Completed Harry Potter & The Prisoner Of Azkaban - 100% completion (GC)
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Blog #236
Wet Sock Slap
Wet Sock Slap
Two of my games came today. I'm now only waiting for two more - three if you count the one that Shelly ordered for me today. :)
Today dawned the arrival of Herdy Gerdy and Alter Echo - the 98p bargain find. :)
And this amused me. Alter Echo was sent in a plain brown envelope with handwriting on it, not a typed sticker like all the others had done. It had three 1st class stamps on it.
Three 1st class stamps equal about 99p.
And seeing as how the delivery was free for me - I bought the game for 98p, and it's cost them more to send it than it has for me to buy it. :D
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Shelly came today at about half 3.
I got her to inspect my discs. Seeing as how they're mainly preowned, she used her keen PS2-disc-eye to tell me if they were playable. None of them are even badly scratched. One or two have a few surface marks, but that's all.
Orphen looks practically brand-new.
Some of the cases were slightly discoloured - probably because the owners had smoked, so I wiped them down with a wet sock. :)
(It was the closest thing to me at the time.)
Then I proceeded to pin Shelly to the bed and smear it all over her face. :)
It was rather amusing.
Then I gave Shelly £10 and she used her card to order Jackass: The Game from Play.com for me.
It looks quite similar to Bully. The way everything's rendered. Perhaps it'll play the same, mission-based and the like.
We ate hotdogs and mini-milks and played Guitar Hero: Greatest Hits.
Shelly played bass, I played lead. She'd even bought me a bag of Milky Way Magic Stars - so we ate these together too. :)
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After she'd gone home, I finished off Harry Potter 3.
Of the three games I own, it's the first one I've gotten the full 100%.
There's no dodgy minecart or gnome-throwing mini-games rendering me with a few cards missing from the book...
Oh, and there's no Quidditch either. Rock the fuck on - Quidditch did my bloody head in. :)
[Blog #175] --- Neutral --- [Friday] - Random Burst Of OCD...?
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Summer Accomplishments:
- Completed Medium career mode on Guitar Hero: Aerosmith (All 100% except 5 songs)
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Tonight was so fucking weird.
I think I had a random burst of OCD.
I couldn't sleep - so what did I decide to do at 2AM in the morning?
I CLEANED MY ROOM.
And not your typical make-your-bed-pick-up-clothes-untangle-game-controllers-take-down-empty-glasses clean, either.
I re-organised all of my games, sorted out all of my college folders, DUSTED EVERY SHELF (!!!), threw away some uneeded clutter and junk, sorted all my washing out and I even climbed on my stool to reach the forgotten heights of THE TOP SHELF.
I really need to get into the habit of dusting that one more often.
There was like a literal INCH of dust nestled upon it.
I dust my shelves around once a week or once a fortnight - depending on how I feel.
And of course, I couldn't finish the job with a quick WHIZZ ROUND WITH THE HOOVER (as my mother calls it, pmsl) - so I waited until the morning to do that.
One can't really be hoovering your room at 3 in the morning.
It was weird though - I kept on telling myself, even though I started to get tired - that I wasn't going to bed until I'd finished cleaning. It helped me sleep though. :D
- As that random Greek cleaner woman from Zante, the one who burst into mine and Jade's room at 7AM, demanding we get up and leave so she could change the sheets would say...
"CLEAN?! CLEEEEEEAN?!! CLEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAN?!! CLEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAANNN?!!!!!"
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And in other news...
I finished the Medium difficulty career on GH: Aerosmith. :D
Dixie currently feels:
Neutral
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Blog #175
Random Burst Of OCD...?
Random Burst Of OCD...?
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Summer Accomplishments:
- Completed Medium career mode on Guitar Hero: Aerosmith (All 100% except 5 songs)
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Tonight was so fucking weird.
I think I had a random burst of OCD.
I couldn't sleep - so what did I decide to do at 2AM in the morning?
I CLEANED MY ROOM.
And not your typical make-your-bed-pick-up-clothes-untangle-game-controllers-take-down-empty-glasses clean, either.
I re-organised all of my games, sorted out all of my college folders, DUSTED EVERY SHELF (!!!), threw away some uneeded clutter and junk, sorted all my washing out and I even climbed on my stool to reach the forgotten heights of THE TOP SHELF.
I really need to get into the habit of dusting that one more often.
There was like a literal INCH of dust nestled upon it.
I dust my shelves around once a week or once a fortnight - depending on how I feel.
And of course, I couldn't finish the job with a quick WHIZZ ROUND WITH THE HOOVER (as my mother calls it, pmsl) - so I waited until the morning to do that.
One can't really be hoovering your room at 3 in the morning.
It was weird though - I kept on telling myself, even though I started to get tired - that I wasn't going to bed until I'd finished cleaning. It helped me sleep though. :D
- As that random Greek cleaner woman from Zante, the one who burst into mine and Jade's room at 7AM, demanding we get up and leave so she could change the sheets would say...
"CLEAN?! CLEEEEEEAN?!! CLEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAN?!! CLEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAANNN?!!!!!"
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And in other news...
I finished the Medium difficulty career on GH: Aerosmith. :D
[Blog #123] --- Content --- [Saturday] - Good Day, Bad Brain
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Ash wasn't able to make it this Saturday - her and her family were off somewhere as a day-late birthday outing.
Damn them. I wish my family cared about me the way Ash's cared for her.
Regardless.
Shelly still came along - which I'm glad of.
I don't like spending Saturdays alone if I can help it.
One thing that's for sure about Saturdays is that I won't do any college or schoolwork.
I won't do homework, I won't do coursework and I won't do revision.
Saturdays are my days for chill.
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Before Shelly came, I tidied up my room, brushed my hair, cut my nails and ran myself a bath.
(I really can't wait till the shower works again. This bathing malarkey is doing my nut.)
Shelly stood in the bathroom with me and talked to me while I washed my hair.
Then I asked if she'd scrub my back. :)
She washed all of me - even getting off all the song lyrics I'd written up my arms in yesterday's English lesson.
When I get bored, I write lyrics on my hands and up my arms. The ink on my hands tends to come off with sweating and washing my hands after using the toilet though.
After my bath, we laid on my bed for a while, cuddling and kissing.
I warned her that I have a chest infection, but she carried on kissing me.
I can see her getting my sore throat and cough now. I did warn her though.
It feels like quite a while since we've had this much time alone.
Of course, we took advantage of that. :)
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Time passes so fast when you're having lesbian fun. :P
Either way - I started to feel really ill at around 5.
We went downstairs for something to eat - and I don't remember what happened.
There's a big piece of my time recollection missing.
Shelly said she found me laid on the floor in the living room and I wasn't breathing. She thinks I passed out.
I know I went downstairs before her - but all I can remember is her picking me up and propping me against the wall while she went to get my inhalers from upstairs.
I'd taken too much of my Salbutamol - I got the shaky hands.
Overdosing on inhalers wrecks the stability in your fingers. No matter how hard you try, you can't keep them still.
I was making microwave pasta for myself - Shelly didn't trust me to pour the boiling water, with my dizzy disorientation and my shaky asthma overdose hands.
She was worried about me. She was doing a lot for me, making sure I didn't hurt myself.
A lot of the time I didn't understand what she was saying, so I think she repeated herself a lot.
I felt that she cared a lot though.
That made me feel special and loved.
I don't like to think that I scared her though.
Whatever I did, I didn't mean to do it...
Dixie currently feels:
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Blog #123
Good Day, Bad Brain
Good Day, Bad Brain
Ash wasn't able to make it this Saturday - her and her family were off somewhere as a day-late birthday outing.
Damn them. I wish my family cared about me the way Ash's cared for her.
Regardless.
Shelly still came along - which I'm glad of.
I don't like spending Saturdays alone if I can help it.
One thing that's for sure about Saturdays is that I won't do any college or schoolwork.
I won't do homework, I won't do coursework and I won't do revision.
Saturdays are my days for chill.
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Before Shelly came, I tidied up my room, brushed my hair, cut my nails and ran myself a bath.
(I really can't wait till the shower works again. This bathing malarkey is doing my nut.)
Shelly stood in the bathroom with me and talked to me while I washed my hair.
Then I asked if she'd scrub my back. :)
She washed all of me - even getting off all the song lyrics I'd written up my arms in yesterday's English lesson.
When I get bored, I write lyrics on my hands and up my arms. The ink on my hands tends to come off with sweating and washing my hands after using the toilet though.
After my bath, we laid on my bed for a while, cuddling and kissing.
I warned her that I have a chest infection, but she carried on kissing me.
I can see her getting my sore throat and cough now. I did warn her though.
It feels like quite a while since we've had this much time alone.
Of course, we took advantage of that. :)
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Time passes so fast when you're having lesbian fun. :P
Either way - I started to feel really ill at around 5.
We went downstairs for something to eat - and I don't remember what happened.
There's a big piece of my time recollection missing.
Shelly said she found me laid on the floor in the living room and I wasn't breathing. She thinks I passed out.
I know I went downstairs before her - but all I can remember is her picking me up and propping me against the wall while she went to get my inhalers from upstairs.
I'd taken too much of my Salbutamol - I got the shaky hands.
Overdosing on inhalers wrecks the stability in your fingers. No matter how hard you try, you can't keep them still.
I was making microwave pasta for myself - Shelly didn't trust me to pour the boiling water, with my dizzy disorientation and my shaky asthma overdose hands.
She was worried about me. She was doing a lot for me, making sure I didn't hurt myself.
A lot of the time I didn't understand what she was saying, so I think she repeated herself a lot.
I felt that she cared a lot though.
That made me feel special and loved.
I don't like to think that I scared her though.
Whatever I did, I didn't mean to do it...
Spring cleaning for the Mind...
Well spring is here and it's time to do some spring cleaning not only of the "house" but the "mind."
As you sift through the past years collection of valuable and useless items you've stored in closets and attics , it's time to think about all the junk you have stored in the "attic called your brain".
Everyday we store tons of information and experiences into or brains. Some of it quite priceless , some of it useless garbage.
Take some serious time to meditate on all you have taken in the last year and begin to make your "piles".
One pile for all the wonderful things you wish to keep such as good ideas,useful information, helpful thoughts, kind,loving, productive imaginings.
Make another pile of things you wish to pass on to others such as kind words, constructive criticisms, helpful ideas.
And a pile of things to get rid of..to throw away...to burn and forget..like hurtful words, bad or angry thoughts,prejudices etc.....
Dust off everything you want to keep and organize it. Make room for new thoughts and ideas and take out your "trash".
You'll be surprised how good a "clean, organized mind can make you feel!
As you sift through the past years collection of valuable and useless items you've stored in closets and attics , it's time to think about all the junk you have stored in the "attic called your brain".
Everyday we store tons of information and experiences into or brains. Some of it quite priceless , some of it useless garbage.
Take some serious time to meditate on all you have taken in the last year and begin to make your "piles".
One pile for all the wonderful things you wish to keep such as good ideas,useful information, helpful thoughts, kind,loving, productive imaginings.
Make another pile of things you wish to pass on to others such as kind words, constructive criticisms, helpful ideas.
And a pile of things to get rid of..to throw away...to burn and forget..like hurtful words, bad or angry thoughts,prejudices etc.....
Dust off everything you want to keep and organize it. Make room for new thoughts and ideas and take out your "trash".
You'll be surprised how good a "clean, organized mind can make you feel!
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