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| 10:51am 13/06/2008 |
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Morgana here.. Maab's at work. So... I know we haven't posted in a long while... but meh. Things have been crazy.. both of us are workin too much and when we do get on, we get easily distracted .... oooh shiny!
Anywho... so the real reason behind this post.. My cats are acting strange. I know, those of you cat people like me are thinking "Cats always act strange".. but this is stranger than normal this morning. Shadow is usually mellow of late and Loki the spazz... but today, they are both twitchy, almost on alert.. Stalking around, looking for something, only Goddess knows what, jumping at the slightest sound or movement, hissing at any bug ( or the Squishy)that moves. It's rather odd... ah well.. if I figure it out, I'll update.. because I'm sure you're all dying to know. Maab told me she heard a rather childish fake newscast on the way into work this morning. This bugs me, I mean what the frack is the world coming to, or the media for that matter to let crap like that on the airwaves? well, signing off... TGIF! |
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| Ok, Ya'll... I need your help!! |
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| 01:25pm 25/04/2008 |
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My boss, and good friend had tragedy strike her family last night. Her 9 y/o granddaughter Kayla's house burned to the ground as a result of an electrical fire. Kayla lived with her other grandparents, who are elderly, and her grandmother is in ill health. This little girl got her grandma out of the house in time, but nothing else. She's lost everything, clothes, shoes, toys etc... If any of you have girls clothes in a size 10 or shoes in a 2 or 3, and can spare them or donate or were gonna give them to good will anyways, please, please contact me.. They were such help to us when we had our fire, and I would love to do anything I can to help them!
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| I'm Home!!! *DANCES* |
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| 11:15pm 21/02/2008 |
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Ok, so I'm back, more or less.... After about a month of living on take-out/fast food, and living at the hotel where I work, I came home Monday expecting to move back in, unpack and just be home... HA! Fat Chance, that. Nothing came back from the CLEANERS cleaned. I have spent the last 4 days doing nothing but go through cabinets, boxes, etc and cleaning. Today the cleaners came up and were doing it for me, and I actually got a lot of shit thrown out, since we really didn't need it.. it's like spring cleaning, but someone else gets to do the work lol. I love the new colors that my house has been painted, I changed the colors of almost all the rooms, and put my signature on the house *finally*
I haven't had much time to read lately, so my flist is at skip=280 EEP!!! I haven't been able to follow HP VALENSMUT so if you have been following and you want to rec me anything, by all means! I'm home taking care of the boys, as the Squishy has a sinus infection that just won't go away and the hubby had surgery yesterday :( He is fine, very stoned and in pain, but all is well. Men are such babies sometimes lol Oh! I almost forgot, I needed to share the hotness of this : Perry and Casey from Make me a Supermodel * drools* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X_2Fdxrkka0 |
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| 01:10pm 21/01/2008 |
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| 01:44am 18/12/2007 |
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I know, OMG I read books too, not just slash and erotica!
I just finished the Incarnations of Immortality Series, by Piers Anthony, and it's phenominal!Each book shows the lives of the person who is to become the Incarnation in that book, and what leads to it. It also shows how they are all interconnected. The first Book, On A Pale Horse, is about the Incarnation of Death, Thanatos; The 2nd,Bearing an Hourglass is Time, Chronos;( I struggled a bit with that one, my brain does not work in scientific circles, and there were a lot of terms I had to take out of context)3,A Tangled Skein, is Fate . I had only gotten that far and stalled because DH came out. I picked it back up with Weilding a Red Sword, War,named Mars. Being a Green Mother, book five is about Gaea, Mother Nature. All of the Incarnations, including the Good and Evil are offices, held by mortals who become immortal while in officeand can be replaced at anytime. The 6th book, For Love of Evil, and the 7th, And Eternity, were my favorite by far. The end culminates before the final battle between Good and Evil, and even though the Battle is not shown, you know the outcome. If you like sarcasm and satire I completely recommend this. Happy reading! I'm currently reading the Golden Compass series, and I will post that as well. |
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| 02:24pm 30/10/2007 |
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| My amusing weekend |
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| 12:29am 08/10/2007 |
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So, Friday night at work I met some very cool people. I went into work in a great mood, since I had a very "productive" Thursday :D. We had a comic convention in town this weekend, on top of all the other insanity... So for the weekend I had Gary Friedrich * creator of Ghost Rider* and his very hot, leather clad young friend who dresses up as Ghost Rider for the promo stuff and pictures at Cons. I met them both early in the shift and spent most of my evening being my friendly self (read: shamelessly flirting) with Leather Pants Guy. About 7 pm Peter Mayhew ( Chewbacca... yes THE Chewie!) and his wife *coughshrewcough* came in to check in. Peter is 7ft3in tall! 2 full feet taller than me! He's uber skinny, and not the prettiest thing to look at, but seemed very nice. The best way to describe him is the love child of Howard Stern and Brad Garrett.* Howards hair, Brads face* His wife is barely 5 ft tall, suicide blonde, busted face and weights close to 300lbs. Now, the guy who organized the Con,Ray, had wrangled a room at my hotel for them for FREE. He told them beforehand that it was a nonsmoking hotel. My guess is they had selective hearing turned ON during that convo. They came in, Mr. Mayhew sat down in the lobby and the cow stands and the desk and taps her fingers on the counter while I'm checking someone else in who was there first. It seemed she expected me to drop everything for them. Nope. So while she's tapping away, she reads the sign on the desk that says " As of May 1st, 2007, all CS Hotels worldwide adopted an 100% nonsmoking policy. If you are caught in violation of this policy a $150 cleaning fee will be applied to your credit card at check out. " She promptly threw a tantrum worthy of my 2 y/o. "We're not staying here. Peter can't be hoofin' it down stairs or outside every time he wants to smoke. And I won't ! * he walks with cane and seems to rely heavily on it. * Ray looks at me like "help" and I just shrug. I read the bios, I knew they were chronic puffers... He asks me if he can just pay the 150, and let them smoke in the room. I say fine. The Cow throws another fit. "No, we will find a room elsewhere. We aren't gonna make you pay extra money.. BLAH BLAH BLAH. " I told him he was better off staying. Hotel rooms in the area this weekend ranged from 109-139 per night. He'd pay double anywhere else instead of taking the FREE room and paying the smoking deposit.But at the same time, he needs to keep these celebrities, however minor, happy. So they left. I was fucking pissed. I promised Maab a Chewie autograph.
Saturday was relatively quiet. Flirted with Leather Pants again ,came home, stayed up too late talking to friends and crashed.
Today, Russ, Squishy and I met up with Sherrie , Dana, Denise, and Ray and their kids. We had fun, and it was good to finally get everyone together, as Russ and I had already met Sherrie and I met up with both the girls a few weeks ago. We went to the Ren Faire. I wish we could have spent more time together, but as a group that big in a place that big, it's natural for everyone to be wanting to do different things all at the same time. We kinda leapfrogged each other all day. I took up a lot of mine and Russ' time* we had to leave early, I had to be at work for 3* getting fitted for a real corset. No Hot Topic special this time. and I need to say OMGUH. First, the very friendly skinny girl that took my measurements started to lace me into one, only to get it almost laced and say what every chubby girl loves to hear " I think need to go to a smaller size" SHE MADE MY FREAKING DAY! So, she laces me into the smaller size, after I assured her that breathing was optional. She laced it as tight as it could go and lead me to the mirror. WOW. I love it!!! I love the way it looks, the way it makes me feel. My Rubenesque *sp* figure was made for these! It made me feel sooo sexy, and feminine. I MUST HAVE ONE! It's just kinda expensive.... I stood there and oggled myself for a full 10 minutes before she unlaced me. And, surprisingly, it was comfortable. I didn't have any problems breathing in it, but then, I'm weird... So we wandered some more after Russ told me I couldn't have the corset GRRRR and then we left so I could go to work. I got to work and promptly discovered I was the same shade of fushia as the brocade on the corset I wore to the faire. See, it's october. My brain didn't even think to question lack of sunblock. I always put it on the runt, even though he tans nice and golden like his daddy.. but I didn't think to put it on me. So, now my arms, face, neck, top half of my back and top of my chest down to the swell of the breast that sticks over the corset are DARK RED! and I'm cold, and they itch and it's sunpoisoning and it sucks... I'm just waiting for the blisters GRRRR
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| Looking for a Beta reader... |
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| 12:44pm 03/10/2007 |
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I'm looking to start posting some of my stories and I need someone to edit them for me, catch any stray plot bunnies, etc... I need somone comfortable with rape fic/bdsm fic *all het* and possibly creature fic as I'm starting a vamp story.. anyone interested let me know please ? Thanks in advance |
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| 01:51pm 26/09/2007 |
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| In Memoriam...Rest now Daddy |
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| 12:43am 17/09/2007 |
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My father, Alfred Magliochetti III, died this evening. He was 63 yrs old. He had lung cancer. All he wanted was to die at home, peacefully, in his sleep. He got what he wanted, and is no longer in pain or suffering. I think he may have ended it himself, but I'll never know for sure, nor do I think it's that important any more.. I knew this morning it would be today. It's his youngest granddaughter's 13th birthday. The waiting game is over. For those of you who have sent your love and thoughts, support and prayers over the last 7 months, thank you, to all of you, it meant more than my numb mind can put into words right now. When we have set a date and time for a memorial, which will just be a party here at the house, since he didn't want anything, I will post it. It may take some time, since I will not do it unless all my siblings are here. If anyone wants to get in touch, call the house or cell, if you don't have them PM me and I will give them to you. I love you all, very much. My dad was a good man.. a stubborn pain in the ass, but a good man, and I'm relieved his suffering is over. I'm sorry his grandson won't get to know him, and neither will his other grandchildren, who despite being in their teens only just met him. He was sarcastic, a smart ass, but great fun when he was on top of his game. I refuse to remember him the way he was the last few months.. he was angry, resentful, depressed.. I want to remember him as he was when I was little, always quick to smile and laugh and always being silly, even when it wasn't quite appropriate. I want to remember him walking me down the isle, dancing at my wedding, holding my son minutes after he was born..
I've not much else to say, except, again, I love you all and Thank you...
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| 03:06pm 20/08/2007 |
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This is Maab_Connor and LadyMorgana13 from LJ. We have migrated here and will be checking both flists, and GJ as well, but we will not be posting much on GJ. LJ will still be our main home. We combined as neither of us wanted yet a third journal, so a compromise was in order. We are trying to add all our friends, but if we missed, please add us!!! * hugs * PS: if anyone knows where we can find a Slythindor Icon, please let us know... |
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