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Ramblings (Beware: Lengthy Passage Ahead!)
For the past three nights, I've had dreams and woke up remembering them. Last night to help stimulate my mind before I went to bed, I cracked open this book called 'Death Scenes' which contain detailed photographs of people who were murdered or killed themselves. Sure enough, when I went to bed I had a dream where my dog attacked me and I ended up trying to convince my dad to kill her. That's pretty close to a nightmare.

Using the right dosages of Cystospaz (Hyoscyamine), Urised and Lomotil (Atropine), a Scopolamine Patch, and the finger bone of a living person, you can bring a person back to life. And they won't even be a zombie; they'll just be their same old selves again. If you can't find a Scopolamine Patch, you can use the plant Datura, but it's illegal in some countries and states. All you have to do is crush and mix it all up together and pour it down the dead person's throat and ta da! It's a good way to bring back Grandma, don't you think? Haha!

I found this song by Modest Mouse called Dramamine. It's fucking beautiful. Brings back those memories of when I overdosed. You know, aside from the extreme nausea and the eventual death, it felt pretty damn good. It wouldn't have been so horrible if I hadn't been on anti-depressants and No-Doz. Oh well - at least I have a story to tell, an experience, an almost near-death experience at that. Lucky me!

I wish sometimes that I didn't have a home, that I lived on $10 a day, crawling through life one hotel and shit-job at a time, barely able to survive, pale skin, and bones making tents of flesh... seems like fun to me. Dunno why, just does. I am thankful though that I do have a home, clothes, food, etc. Living just the opposite is also appealing.

I realized today just how paranoid I really am. I was walking my dog around the block around 7 PM. Normally, no one else is out walking, but today I spotted some guy taking a stroll. I looked behind me and saw him go down the road that I just came out of. A couple feet later, I looked back and he was behind me again. I felt that today was my last day on earth. I knew he was going silently run up behind me and bash my dog in the skull and then slit my throat and run off. I quickened my pace. I looked back when I got the stop sign to find that he was still behind me. Only when I got to the next stop light did I turn around and see that he had disappeared. I guess I always assume the worst. Oh sure, I tried to reason with my imagination and tell myself that he, too, was just out for a brisk walk. I always feel like everyone is literally out to get me. I walk anywhere and feel like hundreds of hungry eyes are watching me. Fuck - I'm so damn paranoid. Next time I go for a walk, I'm carrying my fucking knife with me. If some asshole is going to try and slit my throat, I'm spilling his blood too.

Spilling blood reminds me of this passage that I read in a book. This guy had AIDS and said that if anyone tried to fuck with him, he'd slit his wrist and throw blood into the attackers eyes. Haha! That's one way to look at AIDS - as a potentially concealed weapon. Too bad the character never had the chance to use his infectious weapon.


I've been reading a lot lately and it seems like EVERYONE has a nickname. I want one too! Some of the characters nicknames were things like Ghost, Twig, Nothing, Spooky, etc. Fuck that's awesome. I want a cool nickname, not one that assholes at school gave me (Ellis Island).


DRAMAMINE

Travelling swallowing dramamine
Feeling spaced breathing out listerine
Id said what Id said that I'd tell ya
And that youd killed the better part of me
If you could just milk it for everything
I've said what I'd said and you know what I mean
But I still can't focus on anything
We kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleeves
Travelling swallowing dramamine
Look at your face like you're killed in a dream
And you think youv'e figured out everything
I think I know my geometry pretty damn well
You say what you need so you'll get more
If you could just milk it for everything
I've said what I said and you know what I mean
But I can't still focus on anything






 
 
   
 

Day 3: The End of an Era
My tenure at TK Maxx has come to a more than welcome end, yay. Unfortunately, I was unable to go ahead with my plans to screw them over, as I ended up being in the middle of it all, and they'd gone and ordered some change anyway. Nevermind, it's the thought that counts.

OK, so I still haven't taken an MGS4 picture, and I don't think I'll bother now. To be honest, if you look on eBay you can find a picture easy enough anyway. It's already doubled in value, so the £80 is most definately money well spent now. I think it might settle around the £100-150 mark once the initial rush has died down. Not a bad investment at all.

I'm going to tell you about Overdose. A few weeks ago, I was sat in the cash office at TK Maxx, thinking about how I wanted to try my hand at some heavy metal tracks. However, the more I thought about it, the more I realised that heavy metal was never going to be a genre that suited Living Sedative, so my thoughts started to drift towards starting a new project to cater for it. And that's how Overdose was born. Unlike Living Sedative, there's no set release date for any music as yet, though I'm looking at having an EP out early in 2009. I'll tell you more as and when I'm able. There's only the one track produced as yet, which is the one I told you about yesterday (A Sombre Introduction).

Today's been a pretty slow one. I actually finished eating around 20 minutes ago. Dad said this morning that he'd ring me when he was finished at work/boozing, and then he'd go to get tea. I found out at around 6 that he'd gone to the pub, and was about fed up of waiting and was starting to get ready to make food around 10, which is when he called me. I spent the next hour or so listening to him babble on about shit I didn't care about, and trying to explain to him that there wasn't any football highlights on because they show the highlights of the first match after the second one. This didn't sink in at all, and he must've spent around 5 minutes scrolling through every channel he could think of trying to find highlights. Idiot.

Work was surprisingly good natured. It was confirmed that nobody had bothered to get me a card other than Sam, which I will be going to pick up tomorrow. Quite looking forward to seeing what they are, actually. But yeah, Tash couldn't even find in herself to say bye. I even had to walk past her twice to get my coat and MP3 player and stuff. Still doesn't bother me, because I was never expecting her to say anything, but it would've been nice had she just said "Bye", or "Good Luck". Everybody else was kind enough to say one or the other. Dad, in his drunken state, reckoned I should write a letter to TK Maxx's upper management. Not quite sure why I'd want to do that, but ah well, I can't be bothered to argue with him. It wouldn't get me anywhere.

Right, I'm gonna be shooting off now. Not really got an awful lot to say today. I bought myself some new clothes, figured I best put my staff discount to use one last time before I lost it, but that's about it really. I'm sure tomorrow will be more eventful. Pressies and driving lessons, and stuff. I'm gonna try and get some more music done as well, though how likely this is depends on what ideas I can come up with.

Ten days tomorrow until my baby comes back :D Yes, I am counting down the days until I get to speak to her on the phone again. Call me sad, I don't care.

G'night people.
-=Gavvie=-
 
 
 

   
Day 2: And Now It's Hit Me
You know, it's funny. In yesterday's entry, I was going on about how I felt fine, despite sounding mopey whilst I was writing my blog, and as soon as I press "Publish", I start to feel lonely. It's a feeling that hasn't left me alone today, so I'm assuming that Mena's absense has struck me now. I've not been in a particularly merry mood today, because I can't help thinking about how much fun Mena's having right now, and how little fun I'm having. As I might've said yesterday, she's out having fun, and I'm working which, whether it be at Specsavers or TK Maxx, isn't really going to be all that fun. Still, I'm not gonna dwell on that for the third day in a row, so let's move on.

It turns out I will be getting a card from work...well, from Sam, actually. He told me this morning that he's gone and got me a card and a present. Dunno what yet, mind, because he forgot to bring them with him to work, so I'll find out Saturday, when I take my uniform in. Naturally, I'll tell you then.

Speaking of Saturday, one thing I'm not looking forward to is my driving lesson. I've given it much thought, and I've decided that I'm probably just one of those Crap Drivers that people always moan about. Who knows, after some of the mistakes I've made, maybe I'm already moaned about. Still, I've had 13-14 lessons, and I'm still making basic mistakes, so something's up. We'll see what happens this weekend.

There still hasn't been anything monumentally important for me to talk about, I'm afraid. Work was pretty slow and boring, partly because of my state of mind, and partly because the jobs I was given to do were rather boring and uneventful in themselves. It will be interesting to see what happens tomorrow, though. In theory, I shouldn't be in the cash office anymore, but I don't know whether Tash will follow the rules or not. I'm not fussed either way, and I'm not quite sure which one I'd prefer doing.

One thing I am looking forward to is extra sleep :D You see, I don't start work at Specsavers until 9, so I can afford to wake up at 8, which is 75 minutes extra sleep than what I'm getting now, so I should start feeling more relaxed and stuff fairly shortly. Some days my mood is purely down to how tired I feel. It can make my happiness rather muted, or it can make my sad and lonely days worse, so having extra sleep is definately a plus, even if all it does is help me decide whether I'm happy or not.

I said I'd take pictures of my MGS4 Limited Edition boxset, and I didn't. I'm sorry. I'll take some tomorrow, I've got longer to do it. Not really been in the mood to do much today, as evidenced by the fact that all I have done today, since coming home from work, is watch three or four episodes of Transformers. I did have a bit of a headache though, so that's why I decided to take a day off from gaming. Normal service should resume tomorrow.

Oh, tomorrow's Friday the 13th, which I'm not looking forward to. I've never been superstitious, but apart from one or two occurances, there's always something that goes wrong for me. The mix of my last day at work and Tash seems less like a coincidence now. I have a feeling she's gonna bollock me for something, anything, just to try and stick the knife in one last time before I go. The joke's on her though, I've employed a couple of failsafes just to show them why they shouldn't rely on one person to do everything. I'll tell you more about it in the next couple of days.

In music related news, I've started on a few new tracks, one of which is a version of I Hope You Listen to This Song Everyday, the track which will eventually be about Mena. It's a bit heavier than I would've liked it to be, but at the moment I'm just toying with ideas, so I might tone it down. I've also completed work on the very first Overdose track (announcement tomorrow), which is called A Sombre Introduction, and I've got a couple more Living Sedative demos in the works, one of which is called Voyage into the Uncharted. I quite like that one, it's definately on my "To Finish Soon" list. Also on that list is Cold Spot on the Sun. It's 1:44 long at the moment, but I want the finished track to be around the 7-8 minute mark. I've got a track called Demo 2, which has a bit of a Final Resolution sound to it (you know, it sounds like it wraps things up), so I think that might be the track I end up calling Going Out With a Bang.

Speaking of going out with bangs, it's about time I wrapped this blog up. Tomorrow I shall tell you what Overdose is exactly, I'll get around to showing you MGS4 pics, and I might mention how my last day at TK Maxx went. God, how I've looked forward to this day. Since around December 2006, in fact :p LONG time overdue.

Until tomorrow
-=Gavvie=-

P.S. I promise not to feel lonely when I press "Publish" tonight.
 
 
   
 

Entry 48. [Neutral] --- Mushy Listings

Dixie currently feels:

Smiley Neutral

 

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...So, to apologize for the lack of blogs for yesterday and Sunday.

 

On Sunday, I'd got myself worked up during blogging time.

 

Blogging time is between the hours of 10 and 12.

Only today, I'm blogging earlier.

 

I'd gotten myself worried to an extent where I panicked so much I had restricted my breathing. Being an athsmatic, this wasn't good - then I couldn't find my salbuatmol inhaler, thus, I panicked more.

 

I spent the next hour or so trying to calm myself down.

But having taken too much of the inhaler, I couldn't stop shaking.

 

My fingers were shaking the most, but my bottom lip was trembling, and my knees jerked on occassion.

Rather an uncomfortable time.

 

 

Yesterday, I was too taken up with wallowing in my own misery to start with - then I began re-writing chapter 29 of Fire of Glory, and I got a bit absorbed in it.

 

Along with that, I was also talking to Vicki.

Talking about the old times.

 

How I miss them.

How I miss the old days with Vicki.

 

It was Vicki who introduced me to MindSay, too...

 

 

So, I didn't ever get the chance to mention I was due a dental check-up today.

 

Being a dentaphobic, this wasn't my idea of fun.

 

As soon as I was in there, sat in the waiting room with dad, I could hear people being drilled in the other surgery rooms.

Having been drilled myself, I know it's not fun.

The noise itself is far worse when it's in your own mouth, of course, but I couldn't stand to hear this awful noise.

 

My dentist is scary.

 

She is really small, she stands even shorter than I do - and I'm a short arse at 5"1.

She wears pinstripe trousers, or checquered trousers.

She's got dark skin, dark eyes, and a flat-top haircut.

 

She doesn't sound scary by my description - but I think it's the fact that she's a DENTIST that scares me.

 

 

I've just finished reading one of Adam's blogs.

He doesn't blog as much as me - but his are a great read.

They never fail to make me smile. - Which is always good.

 

 

I'm well into my music organising.

I'm onto the R-S folder now.

 

I've organised all of my soundtracks into their respecting folders.

 

But saying that, I have a lot of things I want to download.

There's some songs I'm still to get from Guitar Hero 2, as well as some more Final Fantasy VII soundtrack.

 

There's also some more songs I want from certain bands and certain albums that I like.

And I'm after getting some of the songs from Rolling Stone's 500 greatest song list, which is on their website here.

 

 

 

One song that was in my downloads folder for AGES, and I hadn't even listened to was Valley Of The Damned, by Dragonforce.

 

It's so much better than Through The Fire & Shite.

It would be a far better song to play on a Guitar Hero game.

 

It also reminds me very much so of Fire of Glory.

 

 

 

 

Yesterday, I was discussing with Emily all of the things that I wouldn't have done, have in my possession, or have thought about, etc - if I hadn't met her.

 

I've been taken some more thought to it, and I'm ready to make a list.

 

 

- Fan fictions and original works which wouldn't exist:

 

  • Fire Of Glory wouldn't exist.

- Nor would the playlist, any of the artwork, all of the in-jokes, or many of the shared experiences Emily and I have gained via creating reenactment videos, recordings and Planerium characters.

  • Experiment #1263: The Beginning wouldn't exist.

- #1263 herself wouldn't exist, for she was created, based on Emily herself. None of the secondary characters wouldn't exist either. It's all down to Fire of Glory that Experiment #1167 was created, and it also helped in aiding the development of Experiment #1264's character.

  • One Goomba's Adventures In Glitzville wouldn't exist.

- I wrote this before I met Emily, but it was Emily who encouraged me to keep writing it. Fire of Glory also helped to aid the continual of it, due to the similar themes, such as setting and characters.

  • The Fox & The Houndour wouldn't exist.

- The whole story stemmed from the idea of having a sibling of a character going missing. I had the idea of an Eevee family playing a major part. Emily and I are both fans of Eevee; and the character I had in mind was both named after her, and built up around her personality.

  • Super Mario Bros. VS Planet Earth! wouldn't exist.

- I got my inital idea involving the Mario brothers taking a trip to Canada and bashing it for all they were worth. - Naturally, this idea stemmed from my Canadian friend.

  • Black Sheep Of The Flock wouldn't exist

- You could call this story "War & Peace 2". Instead of continuing with War & Peace, I started a new fic. Inspired by my new internet persona at the time; Dixie Stonehall. Her best friend was also based off Emily, sharing her apperance and name, though having a varied personality.

  • Fortnight With A Friend wouldn't exist

-  The whole idea was stemmed from Emily and myself wondering what we'd do if we got the chance to meet. Naturally, she played a huge part in the brainstorming for this.

  • Many of my other fics would have been discontinued if it were not for Emily's reviews and encouragements.

 

 

Bands I would not be listening to now:

 

 

  • Pink Floyd

- Pink Floyd were discovered along with a few new songs when I typed in 'Emily' as a keyword search. I found See Emily Play, and loved it. I then downloaded more of their songs, and grew to love them.

  • Thousand Foot Krutch

- A band reccomended to me by Emily. One of the 'three', as I like to call them. The best of the three, I'd say. I only like two of their songs so far, but.

  • Red

- Another of the 'three', I also only like two of their songs. Emily reccomended them to me, also.

  • Skillet

- The final of the 'three' - I really hate this band, but I have an odd liking for three of their songs. They're nowhere near as good as the two above, however. I often make jokes about them - mainly how terrible their singer is - but. As I say, not for Emily, I'd have not heard of them.

  • Dropkick Murphys
  • Thompson Twins
  • Jonas Brothers
  • Three Days Grace
  • The Ramones

- All of these, I found whilst doing keyword searches for the FoG playlist. Three Days Grace and Jonas Brothers were found by Emily - the others were found by me.

 

 

Games I wouldn't own

 

  • Pokémon Mystery Dungeon
  • Pokémon XD
  • Mario Party DS

- Emily reccomended these three to me, all of which, I now own - and really enjoy playing.

 

 

Everything else:

 

  • I wouldn't have started drawing in my black folder. - My black folder contains artwork from #1263: The Beginning and Fire of Glory. As I mentioned, were it not for Emily, these would not exist.
  • I wouldn't have some of the wonderful gifts Emily has sent me.
  • Relating to above - I would never have tasted Lifesavers.
  • My obsession with Canada wouldn't be as extreme.
  • I'd be lacking in some of the knowledge I now have - I still might not know what a Zamboni was.
  • I wouldn't have made some of my wav mixes - like LFBR and TLSOB.
  • I wouldn't have made some of my videos - like the Masterball Glitch or some video blogs.
  • I might be lacking a hell of a lot more in self confidence - Emily helped me recover a lot from my former self.
  • I'd be missing a lot of important memories.

 

  • Of course... you can't forget... If I'd not met Emily - I'd be missing a very important friend, who I can no longer focus or function without.  
 
 
 

   
Overdose
I switched pain pills for my fibromyalgia about 6 months ago, however, hadn't needed the new meds since I got them, until last night.  Know that the active ingrdient was the same, just without the tylenol, it didn't occur to me that the strength might be differant.  So I asked Sweetie to bring me 2 pills & some tylenol at midnight.  When I woke up at 5 am, I realized that the pain was back, and asked Sweetie to bring me 2 more.  Now the old script was written for 1-2 tablets every 4-6 hours, so I figured I'd be in good shape.  About 30 minutes after I took the second dose I started with chills and shakes, which over the course of the day included dizziness and nausea.  No food all day for me.  When I got up around 8 am, I checked the bottle and saw that the script was for 1 pill every 6-8 hours, so while not a dangerous overdose, still a bit much medication for this  person.  Anyway, I call the pharmacist, and promised to pay more attention next time.  Although, with the pain level as high as it was last night, I'm not sure I would have remembered anyway.  I'm much better this evening (finally)  and hopefully will have an awesome day tomorrow.
 
 
   
 

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