Presents @ MindSay 
christmas
Dixie currently feels:
Alone
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Currently playing:
- Guitar Hero III
- Mario Party 4
Currently listening to:
- Mann Gegen Mann - Rammstein
- Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious - The Vandals
- (F)lannigan's Ball - Dropkick Murphys
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Times cried: None
Wounds inflicted: None
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I awoke at half one.
I haven't had a dream in weeks.
It's quite sad - I used to have amazing dreams.
- Like seeing my worst enemy getting dragged over the Eston nab by two dogs.
Oh, and throwing up on my best friend's face, that was a good dream too. :D
For the first hour or so of my day, I messed around on Guitar Hero III - trying the ridiculous songs on hyperspeed, and so forth.
Then I went downstairs and made myself some hotdogs.
I ate them with some English mild cheddar and four slices of shitty paper-thin Weight Watchers brown Danish bread.
It was quite nice though.
Once I'd ate these, I tidied my room, and put everything on the floor onto my bed - my chair, my fan, my Playstation, et cetera.
I put ten fish fingers in the oven - as I fancied eating them cold in a sandwich later on.
I watched two episodes of You Can't Do That On Television - Nature and Wildlife & Animals, well, because they're sort of related, right?
Suprisingly, they gave me a few ideas for the new version of GRODT.
I don't know how long it'll be before they're either forgotten or wasted like.
(Writing slump still in progress, it seems...)
I hoovered my room, then put everything back.
Then I downed three pints of cold water with ice, and ate my cold fish finger sandwich.
Then I cut my nails. :)
All 20 of them, and filed my fingernails.
Now they're all short and smooth.
I love it when I've just cut my fingernails. I don't know why, I just do.
I feel cleaner, I guess.
It takes a bit of getting used to typing and playing GH3 after going from the 1.5cm fingernail white to the 2mm fingernail white, though.
Today, I've been playing Mario Party 4 again.
I've completed it twice, with all the full present rooms, except the stupid ones for mini-game records.
I have the habit of deleting my saves though.
I'm growing out of it though - this time, the save is staying.
I've completed three boards with Wario so far.
Because the game moves so slow, whilst the computers were taking their turn, I was responding to forum posts.
I'm now onto the final board - so within 45 minutes or so, I'll have completed Wario's present room, along with Peach's and Daisy's.
Adam's coming down tomorrow - the typical Saturday of randomness.
I hope I can get myself hyper-active.
Perhaps the effects of the sugar rush in this orange Lucozade daddy bought me on the way back from playing football might linger till tomorrow afternoon?
Dixie doubts it, like.
Dixie currently feels:
Comforting 
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Today, my dad bought me a black ink cartridge for my printer.
Today, my mam bought me a tube of PVA glue for my Textiles coursework.
Today, my nana bought me a four-pack of Lovehearts candy.
Lovehearts are small fruit-flavoured candies that seem to melt in your mouth.
On each one, there's a message.
There used to be few messages in them, and you'd get the same message a few times in the same packet.
Between these four packets, I haven't had a single duplicate message. 
I think the American version of these sweets are called Sweethearts.
Lovehearts are made by Swizzels Matlow, if you were wondering.
A great sweet company - very high in sugar content.
I'm going to use them to send a message to my special friend, whom I love.
Emily:
"I love you." "Hold me." "Be happy."
"It's love." "Forever." "Trust me."
Dixie currently feels:
Loving 
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Although I may be disallowed to keep in contact with Emily through instant messenger - there is no restrictions on sending e-mails.
We're both fast typers, we're both quick thinkers - it's only a fraction of a second slower than using instant messenger.
Of course, I am a fickle sort.
It does not seem the same.
Though, I am rather satisfied...
Emily has been reading my blogs.
She has been commenting too.
This one will be specifically for her, and anybody else who gets a mention here.
Oooookay, this is weird...
When I inserted my smiley for my "Dixie is currently feeling:" - it has become suspended at the top of this page... On the blue background, above the advert.
...I wonder why it wants to be up there?
Oh well, if it doesn't want to be included in my blog, then so be it.
I shan't judge.
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Last week, I finally got a parcel I'd been expecting long before Christmas.
A present from Emily.
What a great way to wake up - I thought, as soon as I'd lifted up the white box that had been placed down beside my pillow.
After the extreme struggle of removing all the annoying sellotape - I got into it, and I was greeted with the carefully aligned and thoughtfully chosen array of gifts.
Along with a handful of smiley marbles (w00t, SMILEYS), a packet of five-flavour Lifesavers, a squishably soft cuddly moose and a painstakingly written letter - were two shirts.
This way, I can feel Emily's love upon my skin every time I wear them.
So there's the first.
It's a little creased, but I've been wearing it for two days now.
The motif reads: "Every great idea I have - GETS ME IN TROUBLE."
Emily openly admitted to me, that she saw the shirt on sale, and it instantly made her think of me.
I agree - to be perfectly honest.
I'm the unfortunate sort, I'll plan out a perfect plot - and I'll fall flat on my face half-way through it.
It also seems to link well with my persona character within a story we're working on.
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In November of 2007 - around one month after we both began talking - Emily suggested the idea of a collaberation fiction.
I'd wrote alongside another person before, over instant messenger - and I'd greatly enjoyed it.
Thinking to myself that we both had a passion for writing, something we'd both enjoyed doing separatley... And, seeing as how we shared almost everything else in common...
I decided to give it a go.
At first, I didn't think we'd make much of it.
A couple pages, maybe?
Fifty?
Ten chapters, perhaps?
A year and three months later - we're on the 98th chapter, and the 527th page.
(SIZE TEN...)
The story is entitled 'Fire of Glory' - and, to explain it briefly; it's the tale of two teenage girls who meet together accidentally - both are repelled from each other, but they are both then forced to stick together to cope with everything that seems to be thrown at them.
The two characters, of course, are based off Emily and myself.
They're basically us - injected with a little bit more confidence, and given a special fighting ability each, which neither of us; at any point in our lives, would be able to do.
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So there's the second one.
- Yes, I did change my glasses. I have two pairs.
I don't know which pair I like best, however.
One day, when I was browsing Bearshare for more music to download - I typed in the keyword "Emily", remembering a Bowling For Soup song I'd heard recently on the radio.
But also, appeared on the list of searches:
See Emily Play - Pink Floyd.
With a double click, and thirteen seconds of waiting (yes, Bearshare is fast for me, it seems) - the song had planted itself within my downloads folder.
I clicked it twice, watching it appear within my Windows Media Player.
Instantly, the song was a success with me - a gentle, soothing melody, with a slightly melancholy set of guitar riffs; coupled with the strongly emotive lyrics, sang beautifully by Mr. Syd Barret.
"Soon after dark, Emily cries."
"Float on a river, forever and ever - Emily... Emily---"
"Emily tries, but misunderstands..."
Many lines contained within, seemed to fit so well with MY Emily - as well as Mr. Barret's Emily.
As soon as she became aware of my obsession with said song - Emily had to put up with my constant demands of: "Emily, GIVE ME BACK MY DREAMS."
("She's often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams 'till tomorrow.")
It's all down to Emily that I even discovered Pink Floyd, and started liking them. :)
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"SLOW RIDE... TAKE IT EASY..."
"OOOOOH... BARRACUDA!"
"I.... WANNA ROCK AND ROLL, ALL NITE!"
"NOW I SHALL RAIN BLOOD!"
"HELL AND FIRE WERE SWORN TO BE RELEASED!"
Is it possible to become a Guitar Hero NERD?
Yes, I WILL lick my fret buttons!
They taste like (Raining) blood, and fretful sweat.
Gettit? FRET-ful?
I really like that photo, for some reason.
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Emily... You have my heart.
Until you can collect it from me, I'll keep it warm for you - right here in my arms.
so lets think shall we? *thinking* *still thinking* ok well i could get him a present? well duh! or do something nice... we could go out for dinner, or go out, someware nice (mental note) at night seeing as u wont be finished till late, so i think i might celebrate valentines day for us on the 23rd. so that still doesnt tell me what were doing does it?
ok so to clear ^^ up, i have so far.. my valentines day is the 23rd of feb, due to stupid seminar, were going quote "someware" now.. as to were we can go.. we can go out to dinner, maybe italion food? ahh no i have no money *sighs*.
ITS OK IVE HAD A BEAKTHRU mind you this is 10 minutes after ^^^
ill GET some money =D then we can go to the movies... and i will give him something, maybe chocolate? soemthign big, ugly, red, and fluffy, ahhh a plush heart? lol
ok so movies, and a present.
i do have soem other ideas for u people, tho.. rememebr to do what i just did... think about the stuff, like.. money? time u have? what your love or valentine likes? (if u dotn no... choose a bloody different one! or get to no ur girl/guy more)
ok so here are soem VALENTINES IDEAS: ( depends on age)
cook a dinner and play nice music, not soem heavy metal, ligth candles, and organise with a friend of hers/his to have them home ... when the dinner/candles is ready, also make sure there is a little gift to top it off xx
some jewlery, such as a pendant necklace, small pretty ring?
a picnic in the local (nice) park, make sure its a nice day? check the wether.. you dotn want to be eating a picnic in the rain, also a small gift, or soem chocolates/teddybear/ring is perfect in this situation.
take them to the movies, or/and out to dinner, make sure its a movie THEY want to see... not some chick flick/gory thriller that you want to watch.
pretend youv forgotten, this way she/he is winging to his/her friends... then make them go to the shp or something (have the rest of it ready) and set red rose pettles, (nto outside.) light soem candles,turn the lights off, so its dim.. and a few white pettles, (not many) so when he/she walks in the door, its like,... ZOMGGGGG :D:D:D:D:D:D then you can even just snuggle up on the couch and watch a movie, with the roses, champaine,candles.. honestly ive had this one for me... and it was... fantastic!! made me feel great and eachother, after all...
valentines is just a day to make us waste time and money, and be with eachother... yet if you are romantic, you can make each and everyday special
ok well, take oem advice... read my crap ive just blabbed on about.. and make that valentines special. if not for you, for your partner.
.... yeah i just spend 20mins typing this.. so im going now.
First up in our birthday slide show is Av's birthday eye patch. He specifically requested a rainbow cupcake with a number 5 candle on top. We promised him that he didn't have to wear a patch on his birthday proper, so this is from the day before.
Later that night, Shiny and I made a "Wall-O'-Avi" with a homemade construction paper banner. Each picture is a different birthday from start - 5. (It was Av's suggestions to add the red stars with the numbers on it)
Once our family arrived (his party with friends was back on the 16th) we settled in for cake. Av specifically requested a Thomas the Tank Engine cake just like the one at the grocery store, so I made one the best I could, but Av was super happy with it. His primary concern was that we didn't set his trains on fire when we lit the birthday candles.
After cake, it was time for presents. Let's just say that our living room has now been taken over by the beast that is known as Thomas trains. In addition to more train tracks, train accessories, and trains. Av also got a Cars playset and an electronic drum kit (it has an off switch - I swear! Besides, how else will the kid become the next Ringo/Dave Grohl/Phil Collins without one? You got to start somewhere...).
After the family left and toys were played with for a bit, we went to a friend's holiday party. Av picked that he wanted to go to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner, but we decided to wait and go there for lunch today instead. (Our waitress was nice enough to bring Av a birthday decorated cake with a candle, but not sing.)
So yesterday concluded tired, but eating leftover cake - just one more piece before bedtime...
Happy birthday Bug.
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