Tweetie has been vidding again... The result can be found here.

Duncan and Methos! *.*

And Methos and Kronos! *.*

I have a very important statement to release:

(Two, actually)

1. I love my Tweetie (she used the emotional blackmail on me to get me to write that here, but it's true non-the-less)

2. I'm so goddamn tired that I've been more or less asleep since 10pm.

G'night.

Urgel. Went through the Henna-torture again yesterday (headache, headache, headache) and it seems a little darker this time. Next weekend I'll try again and hopefully it'll work even better then.

Tweetie couldn't sleep yesterday because she was too lazy to buy sleeping pills so I think it was after two in the morning before neither of us got any. I'm just going to write this, do some copy-pasting and then go back to bed.

Nighty-nighty!

I always knew my wife is a mean, mean woman, but I had conveniently suppressed that she can be downright cruel when she wants to.

What did she do, you ask? She took fricken ALL of my Icelandish moss!! She gave me ten pieces this morning and took the whole package with her to work!!

And she hides it in the cupboards too, or put it so high up that I can't reach it until she helps me and then she gives me ONE or maybe, if I'm really lucky, two of the damn things. *whines*

She's a mean, mean Tweetie!!

*pouts and lies in wait behind the door for her to come home*

*.*

I love my Tweetie!!

I can't have my glasses on since I've got the colour in, and she offered to read something for me so that I don't have to read it myself and strain my eyes and get an even worse headache.

Tweetie = ♥

OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jesus FUCKING Christ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Edguy. *.* ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Gods, I don't know where to start, but JESUS FUCKING CHRIST ON A CRACKER!!!!!!!

Tweetie bought the tickets as an early birthday present and they played almost all of my favourites!!!!!!!!!!!! *dies* Lavatory Love Machine, Sign of the Cross (from Avantasia), Vain Glory Opera, Babylon... And King Of Fools, and OMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!! *dies again*

Uh, yeah, that was slightly incoherent, wasn't it? *eyes own bouncy entry* But I honestly don't give a flying fucking-duck right now, it was GREAT, PERFECT, and completely FUCKING AWESOME!!!!!!!!

And my former middle boss, the one who just disappeared, was working there as a security guard!!!! He was all happy and bouncy as usual and I think that this job is better for him than the other one and he said that he thought that we might show up since he knows that we like metal too.

My feet hurt like fucking hell though, and I babbled Tweetie crazy on the way back and I'm still all WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE and now I don't want to sleep and I want to listen to Lavatory Love Machine and sing till I'm hoarse which won't take too long since my voice was quite gone after singing along for two hours or so (I didn't know any of the other bands' songs so I couldn't sing along but at least one of the other bands was from Sweden and they rocked like FUCK), and I LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVE my Tweetie for buying the tickets and putting up with me being CRAZY and now she's cranky at me because she's reading what I'm writing and I LOVE her to death and she's just AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tweetie = ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

I'm going to bed soon, we're going to babblebabblebabblebabble.

I'm horny as all hell.

... *looks at wife*

... See you later! ;pppppp

One of the very few songs that can actually make me cry just by listening to it is Saybia's "The Second You Sleep".

It's beautiful... Haunting, almost. It captures what I feel for Tweetie.

(And she's holding my arm hostage and forcing me to scratch her head - I lovelovelovelove her!! *.*)

( meme-thingie )

.... I'm a geek. -.-

*pouts* What's wrong with being Metal?? *snivels*

Mom thinks I got the fever from taking the shot last week, but it's been a week so I'm not sure if I agree. Tweetie's forcing me to drink vile-tasting potions and packing me in. Work was no fun, but I went on auto-pilot most of the time so it was possible.

After 2+ years with the wife, I've finally come to the conclusion that she likes to make people suffer. In some odd kind of way it's adorable - when it isn't me who's suffering that is. She just saw it fit to remind me of the gay porn I accidentally found. I'm now traumatized. It wasn't pretty stuff in there. X.x

I have one thing to say to you, you idiot.

BACK. OFF.

I don't like it that you talk to her, or write to her, or try to be funny/witty/sexy/WHATTHEFUCKELSE, she's mineminemineminemineminemineminemineminemineMINE.

*fumes*

Tweetie's got some guy hanging after her and I. DON'T. LIKE. IT. He's trying to be all funny and whatthefuckelse and is constantly writing to her and being all purrpurrlookatmelookatme and I don't like it. At all.

*snarls*