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Prizeness [Sep. 24th, 2005|08:26 pm]
[mood | artistic]

For the Caption Comp on my other LJ, the winner is Le Cat, and technically she cheated, but all her attepmts be good ^_^

Presenting your prize Cat... *cue drumroll*...

The writing is supposed to say "Ye Be Warned" but darn my deprived childness, I only haveth 'Paint' and yeah, thats a pic from pirate day. Your fav pic of aiming a gun at me (o_0? Hidden meaning maybes?)

Enjoy...

 

 

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Woah... *falls off chair* [Sep. 16th, 2005|09:43 pm]

Another immensly 'random' post, BUT CHECK THE NEW RAMMSTEIN!! NEW PICS FROM THE ROSENROT ALBUM... you heard it hear... erm.. second I guess; www.rammimmages.com bet me to it.

But just how camp it Christoph's hair?? And can Richard get any hotter??

x_x  <3 *dies one happy bunny rabbit*

Warning: May Contain Sexful Images )

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Hmmm [Sep. 15th, 2005|09:19 pm]
[mood | dorky]

Tis very cool how everyones gone all poetic and creative ^_^ I used to love writing stories and poems when I was younger but I started drawing instead... but sometimes I used to write still, and it used to help me through things when they started getting too much. One particualar poem I remember writing on the back of a mirror when I felt really shit, and the backs of my mirrors are normally made out of plywood or something... and I just picked up a pencil and wrote. Afterwards, I still felt kinda bad, but I was proud that I could make something productive out of it I guess. But I had to throw the mirror out incase she saw what Id written... *meep*

^_^ memories....

Ive put an LJ cut for that poem if you want to see it, but its not particualarly pleasant or "beautiful" lol. But it is one thing that I was proud of... and if my memory serves correct, Ive been keeping it hidden for about 5or 6 years now.... lmao. Sign me up for the Secret Service! Special Agent Clark and all that....

But meh *shrugs* let's see who can guess what my favourite line was... *giggles*

 

Read more... )

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(no subject) [Sep. 13th, 2005|08:00 pm]

Just thought Id celebrate the randomness of my icon...

Yeah... that be Richard and Till at the end of a gig. Hmmm....

Ah well. Was amusing for like 5 seconds.

Au Reviour

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Boredom.... [Sep. 12th, 2005|09:41 am]
[mood | Mentally Disturbed]
[music |The Homely Sounds Of The SIS Room 0_o]

Okay, I am now stuck in the SIS room at college cos my Physics lecturer haveth taken the day off. Lucky bastard! v_v So now Im twiddling my thumbs and trying to be discreetly innocent in the far corner of the SIS room, whilst Jill eyes me suspiciously *throws her a mega watt grin* Im supposed to be researching Issac Newton *raises eyebrow*

Did you know that his Dad died 3 months before he was born and that he was branded a "strange boy" at school.... my my the co-incidences.... ^_^

<GACK>

I had an argument with Sam on MSN last night.... both him and Richard have taken to insulting my mates. I couldnt care less if they knew them... but they dont and I must remain protective cos I hate people judging others by what they see.... *however* strange they might seem.... lol.....

But anyhoo, I think we're okay now (me and Sam that is). He keeps telling me to just go up to him in the recfectoraayy when hes with his mates and stuff o_0 he says that he was quite insulted when I wasnt "making eye contact" the other day... Hmmmm..... fair enough v_v *feels guilty* I started winding him up and saying "c'mon Sam, how embarassing would it be if I randomly sat on your lap, introduced myself as "Sam's bitchaaay" and then continued to prod you into oblivion....?" to which he replied "Sounds good  me ^_^"

Stubborn is not the word ladies and gents....

Well Im off, before Jill signs me out and proceeds to kill me with the gullotine for the paper.... 0_o....

Toodles x

Oh yeah, and I must start coming into college later or something.... the sight of Jonathan Spink wheeling his bike into L block wearing cycling shorts that would only be tighter if they were painted on was enough so make me consider faking a spasm in the corridor just so I could be carried out.... >_<! ..... eurgh.... x_x 

But yeah, off I venture....

*spasm*

 

 

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(no subject) [Sep. 11th, 2005|05:08 pm]

have a new lj addy, but i dunno how often its gonna get used... ill post it anyways.....

 

[info]_frau_kruspe_

how predictable can I get? ^_^

<3

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Additions to "ze infinate foyer list" [Sep. 11th, 2005|04:48 pm]
[mood | Drained but creative...]
[music |Evanescence - Everybodys Fool]

188. No mastication in the foyer

189. No denderfeelia in the foyer

190. No terrorism in the foyer.

191. No non-l337 speakers in the foyer.

192. No bum fun in the foyer.

193. No picking your nose with someone elses finger in the foyer.

194. No picking someone elses nose with your finger in the foyer.

195. No picking of noses in the foyer (think that sorted that one out...)

196. No stroking cylindrical objects in the foyer.

erm... *mind goes blank*  ¬_¬ *goes off to read dictionaries*

 toodles

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Meh [Sep. 8th, 2005|08:12 pm]
[mood | Empty]
[music |Rammstein - Zwitter]

"Evil is unspectacular and always human, and shares our bed and eats at our table..."

                                                                                                                        - W. H. Auden

'Nuff said I think, dont have the energy to rant v_v

But the doctor today started recommending psychiatrists and counsellors to help me get over my "extreme stage of depression", before it gets  "too much"...

Ha. Before it gets too much... ack....

*crawls into dark corner*

 

 

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Randomness... [Sep. 7th, 2005|09:02 pm]
[mood | Clement (love that word)]
[music |Rammstein - Ohne Dich]

Normal day today really, went to Newcastle again (one of my many "second homes" 0_o) and had a good time ^__^ I'm getting the feeling that Sam finds me somewhat unapproachable (and if he did, then he wouldnt be the first person...) but he's okay... says that he's gonna "attack me with more hugs in the future" hehe, *steers ones-self away from all back alleys*.... but I'm more optimistic about the situation I guess...

There was a bit of a cringe momento at the bus stop... I think he was gonna kiss me but I didnt cos Richard was there... and I became somewhat shy... and therefore I declare myself ill. Passing up a chance to play tonsil tennis with a fineass?? Yeah, I am  *puts to bed* X_X

I saw my ex in HMV when  I was holding hands with Sam and laughing at a completely trashy Abi Titmuss picture... ("but Steph, I sure it'll look dashing on your bedroom wall..." what does he take me for???) and I saw Chris out of the corner of my eye. I randomly looked over and he was glaring at me... his jaw was set and he looked at the back of Sam that way too... *shudders* How tempted was I to papercut the bastard with the Abi Titmuss... erm.... masterpiece *gack* ?? Very. But I managed to restrain myself. ^___^ Hope it was a right kick in the teeth for him. Grrrr.

By the sounds of it Cat, we'll have Sam to come and join our little recfectoraaay group.. along with Jonathan and friends too, so I am therefore proud to announce that the population of the refectoraaay group stands at a proud 9 peoples!! *manic applause* we need to unscrew the tables off the floor and oush them together to accomodate for more peoples....

Oh yeah, and i must wave to Lily *waves* ^________^ Howdy hun!

184. No outrageously shaped penguins in the foyer

185. No enslaving the universe with the aid of unicron in the foyer

186. No large lists in the foyer

187. No Darth Vader impressionisms in the foyer

KEEP THEM COMING PEOPLE... ^________^ *is amused*

<3

 

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ZE INFINATE FOYER LIST [Sep. 5th, 2005|09:24 pm]

No sitting cross legged in the foyer.

No fires in the foyer.

No ritual sacrifices in the foyer.

No playing tiggi-scarecrow in the foyer.

No singing in the foyer.

No Metros in the foyer.

No making babies in the foyer.

No penguin farms in the foyer.

No foyers in the foyer.

No homo-erotic orgies in the foyer.

No public shavings in the foyer.

No stairway to Heaven in the foyer.

No farm animals in the foyer.

No wiping your ass on the glass in the foyer.

No sea cruises in the foyer.

No hunchbacks in the foyer.

No bearded ladies in the foyer.

No birds nests in beards in the foyer.

No nakedness in the foyer.

No snow in the foyer.

No merriment in the foyer.

No pickled foetus’ in the foyer.

No manhattans in the foyer.

No ball-licking in the foyer.

No Jewish ceremonies in the foyer.

No upside-down crucifixions in the foyer.

No baptisms in the foyer.

No camping in the foyer.

No wombles in the foyer.

No clangers in the foyer.

No mashing potatoes in the foyer.

No prostitution in the foyer.

No quiet in the foyer.

No loudness in the foyer.

No swimming in the foyer.

No skinny-dipping in the foyer.

No dancing elves in the foyer.

No pole dancing in the foyer.

No funerals in the foyer,

No pizzerias in the foyer.

No paper-tossing in the foyer.

No kilt-wearing in the foyer.

No whispering in the foyer.

No inflated condoms in the foyer.

No hobos in the foyer.

No festive activities in the foyer.

No beard-stroking in the foyer.

No used condoms in the foyer.

No moshpits in the foyer.

No giant marshmallows in the foyer.

No salivating in the foyer.

No teddy-bear picnics in the foyer.

No wet t-shirt competitions in the foyer.

No German sausage eating in the foyer.

No midget animal cross breeding in the foyer.

No foreign currency in the foyer.

No sasquatches in the foyer.

No masturbating in the foyer.

No backstreet abortions in the foyer.

No drug-growing in the foyer.

No kayaking in the foyer.

No pancake tossing in the foyer.

No dead celebrities in the foyer.

No sheep shearing in the foyer.

No lightsaber fights in the foyer.

No mud wrestling in the foyer.

No camel toes in the foyer.

No possum feeding in the foyer.

No 69ing in the foyer.

No men in thongs in the foyer.

No chinchilla racing in the foyer.

No unicycles in the foyer.

No ant-hills in the foyer.

No church music in the foyer.

No 3 month old corpses.

No fishing in the foyer.

No hitchhiking in the foyer.

No weddings in the foyer.

No race car driving in the foyer.

No small mammals in the foyer.

No bone breaking in the foyer.

No pirates in the foyer.

No salad fingers in the foyer.

No garden gnomes in the foyer.

No cult leaflet distribution in the foyer.

No fanatic vampirism in the foyer.

No vampire pigeons in the foyers.

No line dancing in the foyer.

No illicit cowboy stage shows in the foyer.

No playground games in the foyer.

No ovulating in the foyer.

No skydiving in the foyer.

No fan-fic writing in the foyer.

No arranged marriages in the foyer.

No ‘No Pride’ in the foyer.

No aardvark baiting in the foyer.

No poetry in the foyer.

No breathing in the foyer.

No heaving breathing in the foyer.

No Tibetan karaoke singers in the foyer.

No sequinned waistcoats in the foyer.

No shirt ninjas in the foyer.

No shoes in the foyer.

No red disks in the foyer.

No wigs in the foyer.

No talking to God in the foyer.

No Irish leprechaun mimicking in the foyer.

No shaving dogs afros in the foyer.

No double jeopardy in the foyer.

No Kerplunk in the foyer.

No sticky sticks in the foyer.

No French people with male names in the foyer.

No nibbling in the foyer.

No circumcision in the foyer.

No rusty spoons in the foyer.

No taps with diamond handles in the foyer.

No Jehovah’s witnesses in the foyer.

No ninja’s in the foyer.

No fencing in the foyer.

No Viking longboats in the foyer.

No Hitler replicas in the foyer.

No panzer tanks in the foyer.

No weapons of mass destruction in the foyer.

No schoolgirly giggling in the foyer.

No antidisestablishmentarianists in the foyer.

No quidditch in the foyer.

No paedophiles in the foyer.

No teenage mutant ninja turtles in the foyer.

No power rangers in the foyers.

No pokemon in the foyer.

No assassins in the foyer.

No eunuchs in the foyer.

No cobwebs in the foyer.

No refectories in the foyer.

No painting the foyer in the foyer.

No big gay bald men in the foyer.

No black men called Dave in the foyer.

No happy bunnies in the foyer.

No giant chess in the foyer.

No pigeon protests in the foyer.

No cheese tasting in the foyer.

No multiple operations in the foyer.

No naked twister in the foyer.

No nipple tweaking in the foyer.

No Greenpeace protests in the foyer.

No ugly asylum seekers in the foyer.

No hot celebrities wearing clothes in the foyer.

No invisible musical chairs in the foyer.

No cannibalism in the foyer.

No nymphomaniac mermaids in the foyer.

No wobble bottoms in the foyer.

No shaving Private Ryan’s in the foyer.

No rolling down the disabled ramp in the foyer.

No dominatrixes in the foyer.

No retro hairstyles in the foyer.

No dancing peanuts in the foyer.

No femidoms in the foyer.

No Russian cosmonauts in the foyer.

No randy bum sex in the foyer.

No poodle baiting in the foyer.

No wolf bagging in the foyer.

No curly haired barmaids in the foyer.

No house parties in the foyer.

No psychedelic Wendy houses in the foyer.

No hairy pitted Germans foyer.

No royal tea parties in the foyer.

No manhandling the Queen in the foyer.

No barbershop quartets in the foyer.

No Yugoslavian carol singers in the foyer.

No fluffy Easter bunnies in the foyer.

No Chelski fans in the foyer.

No snorting sherbet in the foyer.

No clowns with fire extinguishers in the foyer.

No burnt soup in the foyer.

No changing the colour of your pen in the foyer.

No urinating on Quazzies bald spot in the foyer.

No Columbian Cartel in the foyer.

No elephant polo in the foyer.

No spinking in the foyer.

No Japanese water torture in the foyer.

No exorcisms with naked priests in the foyer.

No fish slapping the in the foyer.

No trout tickling in the foyer.

-- CREATING A GRAND SPANKING TOTAL OF 183 FOYER THINGYS. I NEED MORE!!!!! PLEASE FEEL FREE TO ADD, BUT NO OBNOXIOUSLY NORMAL ONES ^_^ --

thankies x x x

 

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the steph strikes again... hide your pets... run indoors... *giggles* [Sep. 4th, 2005|01:22 pm]
[mood | Hungover and all Guilty]
[music |Linkin Park - Faint]

i guess i have lots of explaining to do...

but ill leave it until my migriane goes away ¬_¬

APOLOGIES TO ALL FOR BEING A PESSIMISTIC RATTY FACED WENCH. besides, im not like that all the time (i hope.. 0_o) just the other day at newcastle was a rough day considering the night i had before...

but excuses/reasons aside, i shouldnt take it out on everyone else... and im sorry v_v *feels guilty*

and yeah *inspiration* i wonder if lauras assisination skills are up for hire ^_^ could come in useful...

and cat... i kinda got a but drunk last night and ended up texting sam... v_v... oh god... so if he managed to understand my texts, i guess i kinda subconsciously set the record straight too... just hope that he doesnt run screaming from me the next time he sees me... v_v

...which should be tomorrow ^_^ *overdoses on happy pills and rants "must not be ratty cow"*

*huggles all* sorry again *kicks oneself* ¬_¬
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the usual [Sep. 2nd, 2005|08:10 pm]
[mood | Empty]
[music |Kasabian - Cut Off]

“Insanity is only a narrow bridge, the banks are reason and desire…”

God I feel ill. This isn’t gonna be a nice entry so if you’re feeling particularly clement then don’t read. You’ll just end up as sour as me…

Went to Newcastle today. Feel extremely pessimistic (sorry Cat…) and am sick to death of trying to put myself out for some random guy to just take notice of me. I reckon celibacy is the way forward for miserable cows like me. As selfish as this is gonna sound, that way I wont have to worry bout hurting anyone significant. I don’t have to worry about hurting them with words I don’t mean or by doing something I shouldn’t. I wont have to worry bout either not giving at shit or being too clingy. I don’t have to ask myself whether they like me as I am or whether they’re having a bet with their mates or just seeing how easy I am. I know what that feels like and I’d really rather not. Im sick of looking. I wont make them turn away by being me. As for Sam, he’s a lovely guy, but it would never work. In Newcastle today, I entertained him by prodding him in the side for about 5 hours (??) and laughing as he twitched and squealed like a girl. What guy wants that?! He actually jumps now every time I life my hand or when I point at something.. What. The. Fuck. You expect that from someone’s little brother/sister… not someone you want a bit of. See? Meeting me shatters many illusions… hence explaining all the awkward silences between me and him v_v Fuck…

AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *runs head-long into wall*

Fucking past caring. I’m better off completely alone. One less person for every fucker to care about. That way no-one will get useless opinions or haggled about something absolutely pathetic but just so happens to aggravate me enough to give me a headache. That way if someone tells a joke no-one will be there to take it personally and completely ruin a whole fucking day because of it and acting like a little fucking kid. When everyone else is happy, you wont have one odd fucking person sitting there being selfish enough not to be happy for them too cos they’re own life is taking its toll and they not want to look at the world past the end of their nose…

No-one needs that. So remove it from the equation.

You lot have no idea what you’ve got yourselves into… run… and run fast…

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Hmph [Sep. 1st, 2005|08:09 pm]
[mood | Completely Unamused]

My boss: "Eee Steph, I tell you, all the time you look like you've got the weight of the world on your
shoulders... *manic laughter* Cheer up!!"

0_o?


Oh just fuck right off. Jesus wept.

Oh yeah, and as Jonathan would say;

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*dies*

*is resurrected and goes to break stuff with a... pencil of doooom!!!!*

i shall venture forth...

~That Be All~
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(no subject) [Aug. 31st, 2005|08:51 pm]
Bucaneer El Stefo. Z. Kruspe-Bernstein II - Part- Time Capitane Of the HMS Gay Mushroom

that be my name... use it or else...

that be all....

ye all be warned...

over and out

*manic giggles*
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Spoooooky! [Aug. 31st, 2005|07:43 pm]
[mood | cheerful]
[music |Billy Idol - White Wedding]

Went to Chillingham Castle today with the family. Now, normally I'm against any kind of family outing altoghether, cos it always gets bollocksed up by me, so I keep outta the way... But the chance to visit one of the (allegedly) "most haunted" castles in Britian kinda appealed more to me than trekking around and having picnics like we normally do...

So, we arrive, and its not too bad. I love the place to be honest. Big. Old. Spooky. The place has an atmosphere, and Im currently looking for people to come back with me and stay the night on Halloween (interested in some ghosty hunting? leave a comment...)

On the first pic (if it turns up okay) Im *positive* theres a figure in the window above the window where me and my fellow siblings are sat... ^_^ *is proud* I need to spend a night there man! Im determined to be scared shitless by the paranormal! Yeah, so Im a freak ¬_¬ but I cant go alone! (they make nice chocolate cakes there if thats any consolation *hint hint*)

 

My new bedroom (a.k.a - the dungeon... appropriate... there was a grill under my feet where they used to throw ppl 0_o)

Where Im gonna keep *one* of my captured fineasses...

the cage where im gonna keep my *other* captured finesasses... (the little Gollum lookalike beside me is one of my helpful minions... neh only kidding... tis my brother Jason with a serious case of 'redeye'... poor guy...)

believe it or not, but sitting on that rock beside the lake on my own was so relaxing. I was able to take a big breath (inhaling a few insects whilst doing so *shudders*) and feel a little carefree for 5mins, something I havent been able to do in a while. (Hence, the actual *proper* smile on my face) I also felt kinda freaked cos the people who they killed and tortured in the dungeon they dragged along the path to my extreme right (not on the photo) and then dumped all 200 of them into the lake.... 0_o nice...

A real iron maiden. Despite vast amounts of begging, i wasnt allowed to put my kid in it... v_v...

but I *was* allowed to put her in the cooking pot... ^_____^ sweet revenge....

I told you my penis was bigger!! Lmao! Feel free to pervert this pic as you wish (Im sure you all will take advantage of this...) but HAS ANYONE SEEN THE NEW BURGER KING ADVERT WITH THE SINGING WOMAN?? *sings* "THEY'RE ONLY £1.99!!! OOOOH £1.99!!!"

El stefo over and out

 

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Rant-a-thon #(insertverylargenumberinhere) [Aug. 30th, 2005|06:14 pm]
[mood | insanity is nothing new...]
[music |Rammstein - Los]

*sighs* I really couldnt be fucked on with work today (extremely restless night which resulted in no sleep at all) ... so I phoned in 50 mins before I was due to turn up and got blasted ^_^ fucking yes... bring on the victory dance. Some transvestite wassick called "Kerry" (o_0) is watching our shop, and since I only met her yesterday, I thought she wouldnt be too bad. How wrong can one person be? She started interrogating me about why I hadnt phoned at eight o'clock and that "it would be really difficult to cover my shift now..."

Fucking Diddums

So now I'm gonna get my ass kicked on Thursday off Karen when I go into work about how yet another member of staff has complained about me taking the piss. TOO DAMN FUCKING RIGHT. Personally, I believe that one should be happy in one's job, not think that one should recieve 'psychiatric relief pay' for the amount of shit you have to put up with, from both your staff and the ratty faced customers on the other side of the counter...

So yeah, Steph is gonna screw them about, and she's gonna screw them about good... cos any job which can reduce her to a crying fit at the end of her shift cos of sheer fucking frustration isn't worth pissing on in her eyes...

Why am I talking in the 3rd person...

Ack. Shoot me now.

 

 

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(no subject) [Aug. 29th, 2005|06:37 pm]
1.) Copy and paste this into your journal:
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2.) Eliminate the asterisks.
2 1/2.) Replace "yourusername" with your user name.
3.) See what color you are.



your user name
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hehe [Aug. 28th, 2005|06:24 pm]
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! god im only 17... sucks cock that does... *feels all little*

long liveth corsets, if i can find a place to stay on thursday night i might accompany ppl to Ku. Avec my new corset...

^_^ *sighs* <3

thank you all for my pressies and cards and stuffs... :D

all my love....
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*sighs* Words fail me... [Aug. 27th, 2005|04:11 pm]
[mood | tired]
[music |Nothing]

God I am in such a fecking mood. I hate work even more (if that’s possible). Karen phoned me asking if I could stay behind until 4pm today instead of 2pm. Erm…. I think not. I made up some shitty excuse like “No cos me and my Mam are going out to organise things for my birthday tomorrow”. So she spent the rest of the day in a huff and playing the guilt trip on me… stupid bitch.

Oh yeah, yet another Karen (the one from the shop round the corner) had to look after the shop last week and apparently she’s complained that I have an attitude problem. Why? Cos I supposedly “accused her of mixing the change up in the tills and talked in a very abrupt manner”. Did I hell. As if the daft cow hasn’t got other things to do rather than complain about other peoples Saturday staff doing things that she conjured up in her head. Grrrrr.

Yesterday a lass from work, Rachael, called me and asked me my hours. Innocent enough. She lives in North Shields and apparently some charv dickhead mate of hers called Simon “likes the look of me”. I love being examined like a bit of meat in a fucking butchers by tosspots like them. Anyhow, he managed to get the phone off her and this is how the convo went….

“Hallo??”

“Erm… hello….”

“Yee Steph?”

“No I’m the fucking tooth fairy…”

“Here, you’re a Goth aint ya??”

“I’m gothic I suppose… your point being?”

“Yee like to slit your wrists wide open dontcha?”

“Oh yeah too damn right, I got a kick outta seeing all the blood flow down onto the floor and making pretty patterns on the carpet. But now my past time hobby consists of hanging myself from bus-stops…. Pourquoi?”

“Eh?? you’re a geet fucking freak yee are… just like all the South Shields lot *laughing from fellow knob heads in background* ”

“Why thankies my dear, I shall crosseth you of my Christmas card list… ^_^”

“Eh????”

“Never mind you fuckwit...”

“So aye, when you come up here, you gonna suck me off?”

“Like fuck I will…”

“ *shouts to fellow knob heads in background* Eh!! She just said she likes shagging!! we’re in there!! *more laughter*”

“For fucks sake…”

“So whaddya prefer? Spit or swallow? Pink or brown?”

“Say, do you have this button on your phone?”

“Eh you fucking freak, there’s tonnes of buttons on you’re phone…”

“No no you knob cheese, the one which does this *hangs up*”

>_< FUCKING HATE CHARVS WITH A FUKING PASSION!!! AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! x_x

I fucking killed Rachael at work today for being stupid enough to give them her phone. So yeah, if I ever set eyes on that backward moron, I shall castrate him with a fucking WOODEN SPOON!!!!

*cough* 0_o Meanwhile, y’all take a look at what Sam made me for my birthday ^_____^ He made me a REAL BreadCat! And Kitty!!! *awwwwwwww*

Thanks hun! So cute!

*sighs* well, I shall love you and leave you all.

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Dies Happy [Aug. 23rd, 2005|08:11 pm]
[mood | Borderlining Obsessive]
[music |Still the Rammstein DVD folks...]

I kinda got bollocked for "wasting" (*cough*) £20 on a Rammstein DVD, but feck its, tis my birthday on Sunday so i thought I'd treat myself to over 2 compact hours of the tres secksy Richard Kruspe-Bernstein (the guitarist for non-fanatics out there...)

^_________^ *sighs* so i got really bored and decided to sit and save about 176 stills from this DVD. Fecking gorgeous...

However, i cant decide which one to use for a background on my comp... ¬_¬'

Hmmmm..... eeiny...  meeny...  miny...  mo....

If I dont emerge from my room for some weeks, dont worry, Im happy....

Toodles

 

 

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