Birthday Blues - The Good, the Bad and the Ugly.
18 years ago
=-= June 10th, the Aftermath. =-=
Well, my birthday at home was, for the most part, once again ruined by my parents. GG.
My god, I sometimes wonder how the heck they can even stand telling me they support my transition when they up and give me fucking men's perfume as a birthday present, that was downright insulting to me on the spot. Who the fuck gives men's perfume to their daughter?
Oh well. I hid out the rest of yesterday playing City of Villains with Lunther, Nalo came over to keep me company, and today my friends took me out for pizza.
I'm also considering a coworker's offer for housing, as at this rate, I'll never be able to save up money over time with these morons I have to call parents mooching off everything I make to pay their damn bills and crap.
I just really hope I won't have to call the police to get my stuff out of the house.
=-= June 11th, Gifts and Finds =-=
Sloooow morning today. Having chicken and coffee for breakfast. Chillin' with music as always, and
/ OMFG. /
Lunther told me he had gotten me a present and that it would get here today.
So yeah, I thanked him and bunch of times and sent him some <3's, which is sadly most of what I can do from up here, but, oh god, I really wish we lived closer so I could just kiss him now. I knew he told me I'd love it, but I really never expected this.
He sent me the book : "The Making of Doom 3".
By the cogs, I had to hold myself in so I wouldn't burst into a fangirl squeal when I opened the package this morning.
I am so happy right now. Omg.
On a less bright yet still somewhat okay cool note, I found an amazing painting in the trash this morning.
APPARENTLY, mom was throwing it away because "it has a scratch and the border frame's white is stained."
DEAR GOD WOMAN, show some appreciate for art! Fesus juck, since when do you keep art for the white border? That's just plain out there.
Oh well, I took it out, washed the frame and put it up in my room. No way I'm letting an amazing masterpiece like that go to waste, I know my dad's mom would have blown a fuse seeing my mom do that. >_<
I suppose it takes artists who know how hard these kinds of things are to make to appreciate the amount of work, detail and perfectionism that goes into such things.
Or maybe my mom's just an idiot, which wouldn't be far off.
Oh well.
MAKING OF DOOM 3.
SQUEEEEEEE. <3
Well, my birthday at home was, for the most part, once again ruined by my parents. GG.
My god, I sometimes wonder how the heck they can even stand telling me they support my transition when they up and give me fucking men's perfume as a birthday present, that was downright insulting to me on the spot. Who the fuck gives men's perfume to their daughter?
Oh well. I hid out the rest of yesterday playing City of Villains with Lunther, Nalo came over to keep me company, and today my friends took me out for pizza.
I'm also considering a coworker's offer for housing, as at this rate, I'll never be able to save up money over time with these morons I have to call parents mooching off everything I make to pay their damn bills and crap.
I just really hope I won't have to call the police to get my stuff out of the house.
=-= June 11th, Gifts and Finds =-=
Sloooow morning today. Having chicken and coffee for breakfast. Chillin' with music as always, and
/ OMFG. /
Lunther told me he had gotten me a present and that it would get here today.
So yeah, I thanked him and bunch of times and sent him some <3's, which is sadly most of what I can do from up here, but, oh god, I really wish we lived closer so I could just kiss him now. I knew he told me I'd love it, but I really never expected this.
He sent me the book : "The Making of Doom 3".
By the cogs, I had to hold myself in so I wouldn't burst into a fangirl squeal when I opened the package this morning.
I am so happy right now. Omg.
On a less bright yet still somewhat okay cool note, I found an amazing painting in the trash this morning.
APPARENTLY, mom was throwing it away because "it has a scratch and the border frame's white is stained."
DEAR GOD WOMAN, show some appreciate for art! Fesus juck, since when do you keep art for the white border? That's just plain out there.
Oh well, I took it out, washed the frame and put it up in my room. No way I'm letting an amazing masterpiece like that go to waste, I know my dad's mom would have blown a fuse seeing my mom do that. >_<
I suppose it takes artists who know how hard these kinds of things are to make to appreciate the amount of work, detail and perfectionism that goes into such things.
Or maybe my mom's just an idiot, which wouldn't be far off.
Oh well.
MAKING OF DOOM 3.
SQUEEEEEEE. <3

Caldy
~caldy
i know its late but happy birfday doomie!!!!*hugs and kisses cheek*