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I'm thinking of deleting this livejournal because there are only like...two people who I really talk to on here. I've got more on myspace. I don't know, it just seems a little unnecessary to have TWO blogs. Hmmm...I don't know, I'll think about it.
Laters,
JaimesI'm Feeling very:  sore What's blaring in my ears at the moment: IBYMBYBMYL on endless repeat |
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I'm staring out into that vaccum again
from the back porch of my mind
the only thing that's alive, I'm all there is.
and I start attacking the vodka,
stab the ice with a straw.
my eyes have turned red as stoplights,
you seem ready to walk.
you know I'll call you eventually, when I wanna talk.
'til then you're invisible.
cause there's a switch that gets hit
and it all stops making sense.
and in the middle of drinks, maybe the 5th or the 6th,
I'm completely alone at a table of friends.
I feel nothing for them.
I feel nothing.
nothing.
well, I need a break from the city again
I think I'll ship myself back west.
I got a friend there, she says "hey, any time."
unless that offers expired, I have been less than frequent.
she's under no obligation to indulge every whim
and I'm so ungrateful, I take, she gives and forgives.
and I keep forgetting it.
and each morning she wakes with a dream to describe,
something lovely that bloomed from her beautiful mind.
I said "I'll trade you one for two nightmares of mine.
I have some where I die. I have some where we all die."
I'm thinking of quitting drinking again,
I know I said that a couple of times.
and I'm always changing my mind, well, I guess I am.
but there's this burn in my stomach
and there's this pain in my side.
and when I kneel at the toilet,
and the mornings clean light pours in through the window
sometimes I pray I don't die.
I'm a goddamn hypocrite.
but the night rolls around and it all starts making sense.
there is no right way or wrong way, you just have to live.
so I do what I do and at least I exist.
what could mean more than this?
what could mean more?
mean more?
ooh.I'm Feeling very:  touched What's blaring in my ears at the moment: What do you think? |
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Mar. 27th, 2005 @ 06:09 pm
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i didn't think it was possible for me to love and lust this man any more then i already did, but here i sit (yes sit) corrected. he's too yummy for words.
much love,
jaimeI'm Feeling very: horny What's blaring in my ears at the moment: some seriously raunchy music |
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Hello bitches!!
two more days till Taste of Chaos!! Woohoo
much love,
jaimesI'm Feeling very:  hyper What's blaring in my ears at the moment: Blink 182- Wendy Clear |
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So for those of you who know me, and who actually read this I've got exciting news...I actually want to turn my latest fanfic that I'm working on into a cult slasher indie film. Once I'm done writing it I'm going to adapt it to a screenplay and get things in motion with a friend of mine who's a film student, so you may be seeing 'Hail Mary, Full of Grace' at a theatre near you!!
Much love,
JaimesI'm Feeling very: energetic What's blaring in my ears at the moment: Devil May Cry Trailer Music??? lol |
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17 DAYS TIL TOC!!!!!!!!!
Mar. 9th, 2005 @ 02:33 pm
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MCR FUCKN ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!
just thought you should know, in case you were oblivious...
hugs,
jaimes
Jan. 31st, 2005 @ 04:16 pm
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hello to no one in particular, because no one really reads this...okay so i've been gone for a considerable amount of time, so i thought i'd write and let you know that i'm still alive....i'm waiting here at my computer getting ready to go to a birthday party...fun, right? well it would be if i had friends going with me...oh well...it's for my two brothers and my sister-in-law, who i love to death but i just can't stand family gatherings, ya know what i mean? everyone pretending to be happy to see one another, when secretly they're thinking "damn i could be doing something productive today..."
*shrugs*
hugs,
jaimes
Jan. 30th, 2005 @ 10:07 am
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well i guess it's not belated entirely as long as the sentiment is genuine, right? haha...oh well. so i've got a new obsession or flavor of the week which ever you'd like to call it. so his name is joel edgerton, ever see King Arthur? he is sir gawain or owen lars in star wars episodes 1, 2, and soon to be 3 (it's coming out this year, yay!!) and anyway he's austrailian, need i say more?? lol...let's here is for the aussie's!! yay!!
hugs,
jaime
Jan. 3rd, 2005 @ 05:28 pm
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hiyas,
dude, it seems like it's been forever since i've written anything, and maybe it has been. but hey, jaime's got some weird attempt at a life so it's no wonder. so i've finished all of my holiday shopping and i have everything wrapped as well. yay me, i normally have all this one within the first two weeks of december, but unfortunately i wasn't working at the mall this year. i miss working at hot topic. oh wel. is anyone else loathing the holidays b/c he or she doesn't have that someone special to share it with? well come aboard me matey...join the league of pirates with no singnificant other!! argh...
later,
jaime
Dec. 20th, 2004 @ 08:21 am
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8:32 AM - *_*
Current mood: tired
hello you, how was your weekend? i hope it was better then mine. i got a grand total of only about 10 hours of sleep for the entire weekend, so needless to say, i'm a little groggy this morning. but i had fun with the kiddies i watched, i just wish i could have gotten more sleep. damn, i need to find people to hang out with, cuz i usually never have anything to do on weekends. so if any of you are without something or someone to hang with on the weekends, hit me up and we'll have a grand ol' time! haha...
hugs,
jaime
Dec. 13th, 2004 @ 08:45 am
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hello all!! i'm here at my brother's house baby-sitting while listening to the stargate soundtrack and waiting for my pizza to arrive. i'm so bored...i need to find some friends around town who know what to do in kent when boredom strikes...
hugs,
jaime
merci pour le venin *_*
Dec. 11th, 2004 @ 08:45 pm
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(I find myself saying this particular phrase far too often for it to be healthy. lol)
You know it's sad when...
...You know every line in each of the Lord of the Rings movies... (even the stupid ones that no one cares about.)
...You can quote these lines without the movie even being on...
...You make every day life reference to Chasing Amy (Nichole, you know this is so you.)
...You have a double-ended light saber, and only bring it out for special occaisions...
...You skip school to go and see the latest installment of Star Wars...
...You've watched so many horror movies that it's hard to differentiate between your nightmares and the movie... (this happened to me last night actually)
...You've got so many posters and works of art up on your walls in your room, that your obsession has spilled out onto the bathroom walls...
...Random people come up to you and ask "Why do you dress like that?"...(this is more them being sad.)
...You've got more friends online then you do in real life...
...You're scared of that giant creepy spider thing in "Legend of Zelda:Ocarina of Time"...
...You play a fighting game (like Soul Calibur 2) by yourself, but still hook up the other controller so that you can win no matter what...
Okay all these things, sad but true, I've all done....
later,
jaime
Merci Pour Le Venin
(Thank you for the venom.) ^_^"
Dec. 10th, 2004 @ 08:48 am
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hewwoo...
so here i am (or was rather) stuck in the seventh layer of christmas shopping hell where those damn fuckers who spray you with perfume when you walk by have kidnapped me and forced me to smell countless perfume samples until i loose my sense of smell.
Yep, that's right...merry fucking christmas. i hate christmas, for personal reasons (which if you wanted to know what it was, you should get used to disappointment) anyhoo...i'm not bitter...no sir (or mam) i just wish i had a credit card so i could do all of my shopping from the comfort of my computer while still in my pj's. that would be grand, it really would...and then i could get comic book subcriptions...yayness!! i live for the comic bookiness in life. and which is why for so many other reasons other then that, that i love the movie chasing amy....
what's a nubian?
((BLACK RAGE!!))
haha
go watch it if you haven't got a clue as to what the hell i'm talking about.
i also hate this time of year because (typically) i have no significant other to share it with...it's so sad...*sobs*...not a single holiday have i had someone to share it with, NOT ONE!! it's like fate decides to put my relationships just in between each holiday so i have no chance of ever having happy memories to link a particular holiday. nuh uh...it seems like i only get the really shitty memories to tie to holidays....oh well, woe is me. i'm done bitching, so you can uncover your eyes.
later,
jaime
Dec. 9th, 2004 @ 08:30 am
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So whaddaya think of the new layout? Anyway, I love this song so fucking much, I'd send it as a nice holiday greeting to my ex along with the head of a dead sparrow...cuz ya know, it's the holidays!
I'll be hiding in the shadows
I'll be waiting in the dark
to drive this blade straight through your heart
I'll drag your body to the car
as blood races down my arm
I think everyone will wonder where you are, do you?
I'll hide you in my walls
your body will never be found
I'll wear your skin as a suit, pretend to be you
your friends will like you more than they used to
dear diary my teen angst bullshit has a body count
I believe its 6 going on 7 now
I've been dreaming about you
in a pool of your own blood
with your eyes gouged out
by the work of my thumbs
the scent of your insides
from under the floorboards
the perfect perfume
to settle a score.
I'll hide you in my walls
your body will never be found
I'll wear your skin as a suit, pretend to be you
Dec. 8th, 2004 @ 12:31 pm
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Instances of Death By Hypothermia in a horror movie...
Jason X
Liquid Nitrogen Face Smash
The Shining
Jack Chills Out
The Thing
Norwegian Subzero Wrist Slash
Event Horizon
Floating Corpsicle
The Blob
Frozen Monster Pudding Pop (jaime wonders-why does that sound yummy to me?)
Rabid
Frozen Female Freezer Fright
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Dec. 7th, 2004 @ 08:55 am
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Weird Stats, Morbid Facts
It is estimated that in order for Santa to fullfill his Christmas Eve gift delivery obligations, he would have to visit approximately 822.6 houses per second, meaning that his reindeer-powered sleigh would have to travel at 3,000 times the speed of light. At this rate of travel Santa and his reindeer would be incinerated instantly.
The human mouth is full of bacteria, a single mouth can house a population of microrganism outnumbering the population of Earth.
Upon her death, the mistress of 19th century Eugene Sue bequeathed her lover her skin with orders that an edition of one of his books was to be bound with it. The book was Fignettes: Les Mysteres de Paris; the flesh-bound volume was rumored to have sold at Foyle's London in 1951 for the equivalent of $29.
December is the most popular month for rhinoplasties (nose jobs).
In Norway (the mother-land for jaimecantdance) after Christmas Eve dinner and the opening of gifts, all brooms in a houshold are hidden, because it is held supersitious that witches will come out that night and steal the brooms for riding.
An old Irish superstition suggests that if a group are seated around a fire on Christmas Eve, and the shadows of one of the seated should appear headless on the wall behind them then that person would die by year-end.
The Austrailian Bureau of Statistics reports that every year three people die wile using their tongues to test whether 9-volt bateries work. The same report states that 31 people have died since 1996 by choosing to water their Christmas Tree while the fairy lights were still on.
In the Ukraine, families set their Christmas Eve dinner with two tableclothes, one for the living and the second for their dead ancestors, guided by the belief that ancestoral spirits, if given respect, would bring the family good fortune.
Approximately 400,000 people become sick each year after eating 'turned' Christmas leftovers.
Dec. 6th, 2004 @ 01:20 pm
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Well let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all
I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling
And now the red ones make me fly
And the blue ones help me fall
And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling
And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall
Fall on your tongue like pixie dust just think happy thoughts
-Chorus-
And we'll fly home
We'll fly home
You and I
We'll fly home
Now honestly that's what I said to her, what I said to her
Think happy thoughts
Dec. 3rd, 2004 @ 05:03 pm
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okay, i can't decide if i want to do tattoo designs exclusively or do both graphic design and tatts. cuz here lately i've been doing a lot of tatts and it's just as fun as my graphic design stuff. it'd be so cool to make a name for myself doing tatts, it'd be cool to actually DO tatts. i'm not too keen on inflicting pain on nice people tho'. my friend grant is a piercer and i don't know how he does it. i'd like him to pierce my labret, mom would love that *rolls eyes*. haha, when i got my nose pierced my grandma said that my nose was gonna fall off!! she's so crazy, i hope i don't end up like that when i'm 80, nah, i don't think i will. she's so close minded....and i'm....NOT. yah...so not. i wish i had a significant other to share christmas with this year. that'd be so nice, oh and to have someone to kiss at midnight on new years. i had one last year, but he was my regular friend and totally caught me off guard and just...(((SMACK))) i was totally unprepared.
--jaime
Dec. 3rd, 2004 @ 10:45 am
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gawd...how much do i love this song...
Hand in mine, into your icy blues
And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway
With this trunk of ammunition too
I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know just how much you mean to me
And after all the the things we put each other through and
I would drive on to the end with you
A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full
And I feel like there's nothing left to do
But prove myself to you and we'll keep it running
But this time, I mean it
I'll let you know just how much you mean to me
As snow falls on desert sky
Until the end of everything
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know how much you mean
As days fade, and nights grow
And we go cold
Until the end, until this blood
Until this, I mean this, I mean this
Until the end of...
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know how much you mean
As days fade, and nights grow
And we go cold
But this time, we'll show them
We'll show them all how much we mean
As snow falls on desert sky
Until the end of every...
All we are, all we are
Is bullets I mean this
As lead rains, will pass on through our phantoms
Forever, forever
Like scarecrows that fuel this flame we're burning
Forever, and ever
Know how much I want to show you you're the only one
Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun
And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood
And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down
And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down
I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood
I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever
Dec. 2nd, 2004 @ 07:55 pm
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