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Posted 13 years agoin b4/1 day maintenance lasts 1 week+
Not sayin this site's poorly handled or anything but they tend to hit a lot of unexpected problems at times like this. xD
Ya'll know my MSN if ye wanna hit me up or whatevs.
IAMTHEGNOMESLAYER[at]live.com
Not sayin this site's poorly handled or anything but they tend to hit a lot of unexpected problems at times like this. xD
Ya'll know my MSN if ye wanna hit me up or whatevs.
IAMTHEGNOMESLAYER[at]live.com
Here we go.
Posted 13 years agoSo like. I got a job.
Working on games. For $2k a month.
We're getting our own place come this Friday.
BOUT TIME SHIT'S LOOKING UP. JEESE.
Also hey what's up
Working on games. For $2k a month.
We're getting our own place come this Friday.
BOUT TIME SHIT'S LOOKING UP. JEESE.
Also hey what's up
Another update WOO
Posted 14 years agoThose who have me on msn and such might notice I haven't been on lately.
Ended up moving into my mom's garage. It's cold and has no internet. I'm very lonely.
I could use a hug, but I wont be around to get any. :C
Ended up moving into my mom's garage. It's cold and has no internet. I'm very lonely.
I could use a hug, but I wont be around to get any. :C
House Situation
Posted 14 years agoScratch all previous updates, we're essentially fucked. We haven't found a place, and our HUD ran out.
Skyrim
Posted 14 years agoI got it.
No 360 yet though, my fiance's bringing it over tomorrow.
And on the house front, guy says we're approved for a place and he has one opening up here next week. If that all goes well, we'll finally have a home of our own x~x
No 360 yet though, my fiance's bringing it over tomorrow.
And on the house front, guy says we're approved for a place and he has one opening up here next week. If that all goes well, we'll finally have a home of our own x~x
I'm Homeless
Posted 14 years agoAwesome 8D
Old nutbag finally kicked me out. Story goes:
Sitting around in my room at night, fiance knocks on the door. He takes me out to the front porch, where I discover that the light bulb on the front porch had been broken and there was glass all over. Having been yelled at several times for making noise while the old folks were sleeping, I decided I would just write down that there was glass on the front porch, to be careful, and that I'd clean it up later. That done, I returned to my room, and gramps come bumbling in shouting over and over that I'm a lazy no good pile of trash. I give him the o~O and he leaves with the broom. Comes back in later, repeating more of the same shit. Goes on and on and on about how I'll never get anywhere in life, how I'm completely useless, how I only worked at walmart for a day (I actually worked there for like 7 months), how I didn't know anything about computers (he said they wanted someone from TOMORROW not TODAY, whatever that means), and said he wanted to hit me. All because I didn't clean up the glass on the front porch immediately. THHEENNNNN he grabbed me by the throat and yelled at me some more, pulled his fist back like he was going to punch me, then told me he wanted me out. I really wish he had hit me, so I could get him thrown in prison.
The best part? He's the one that broke the glass. He knew it was there, but he didn't clean it up. But it's a horrible thing when I save it for a better time?
God damn, Christians are assholes. [For those who are saying "wut" right now, dude's a pastor. You know, the people that are supposed to -lead- this whole cult nonsense.]
So yeah, I have no home. A close friend's letting me stay at his place for a couple weeks hopefully but if I don't find a place to live by then, I am going to be living in a cardboard box. Loves~
Old nutbag finally kicked me out. Story goes:
Sitting around in my room at night, fiance knocks on the door. He takes me out to the front porch, where I discover that the light bulb on the front porch had been broken and there was glass all over. Having been yelled at several times for making noise while the old folks were sleeping, I decided I would just write down that there was glass on the front porch, to be careful, and that I'd clean it up later. That done, I returned to my room, and gramps come bumbling in shouting over and over that I'm a lazy no good pile of trash. I give him the o~O and he leaves with the broom. Comes back in later, repeating more of the same shit. Goes on and on and on about how I'll never get anywhere in life, how I'm completely useless, how I only worked at walmart for a day (I actually worked there for like 7 months), how I didn't know anything about computers (he said they wanted someone from TOMORROW not TODAY, whatever that means), and said he wanted to hit me. All because I didn't clean up the glass on the front porch immediately. THHEENNNNN he grabbed me by the throat and yelled at me some more, pulled his fist back like he was going to punch me, then told me he wanted me out. I really wish he had hit me, so I could get him thrown in prison.
The best part? He's the one that broke the glass. He knew it was there, but he didn't clean it up. But it's a horrible thing when I save it for a better time?
God damn, Christians are assholes. [For those who are saying "wut" right now, dude's a pastor. You know, the people that are supposed to -lead- this whole cult nonsense.]
So yeah, I have no home. A close friend's letting me stay at his place for a couple weeks hopefully but if I don't find a place to live by then, I am going to be living in a cardboard box. Loves~
Journal
Posted 14 years agohttp://www.furaffinity.net/journal/2823934/
Make a journal. We shall create a chain.
I make a journey, you make a journey. We make a journey together.
Make a journal. We shall create a chain.
I make a journey, you make a journey. We make a journey together.
