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    Tuesday, October 28th, 2008
    6:29 pm
    Oh FUCK.
    Apparently my baby nephew got rushed to hospital this afternoon because he stopped breathing and went green. Apparently the ambulance guy's reaction was "oh shit". Someone should hit him for his awe-inspiring confidence.

    Current Mood: worried
    Monday, October 27th, 2008
    11:04 pm
    Friday, July 4th, 2008
    8:08 am
    SPONTANEITY!

    *giggles*

    Current Mood: amused
    Saturday, June 21st, 2008
    6:23 am
    Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core is really fun.
    Tuesday, June 17th, 2008
    7:32 pm
    Thursday, May 22nd, 2008
    12:24 am
    http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/7410043.stm

    *giggles*

    Current Mood: amused
    Tuesday, May 20th, 2008
    5:27 pm
    Woo! My Free Dominguez cd arrived today! Free Dominguez - Freedoming.
    If you're wondering who Free Dominguez is, she's the lead singer from Kidneythieves.

    Current Music: Free Dominguez - Truth or a Lie To Believe
    Sunday, May 18th, 2008
    8:14 pm
    Dark Heresy Quote.
    Funny moment from today's Dark Heresy roleplay session.

    me: "I vote we run away and blow the station up behind us!"
    Person1: "We have a lasgun!"
    Person2: "Lasgun and prometheum, what more do we need?"
    me: "lubricant!"
    (the lasgun and prometheum line is a reference to a previous session where I blew up an entire ship from the inside by shooting fuel.)
    Friday, April 4th, 2008
    11:42 pm
    New pc case.
    *does the blue glowy dance*

    Current Mood: bouncy
    Sunday, March 9th, 2008
    2:10 am
    People suck. A lot. Especially when they can't give you a reasonable explanation for something.

    Current Mood: crushed
    Monday, February 18th, 2008
    9:02 pm
    I er... accidentally managed to break a friend's jaw on saturday night. Apparently he's going to be on drugs and liquids for a fortnight. Whoops?

    Current Mood: guilty
    Wednesday, January 9th, 2008
    5:25 pm
    Sunday, December 30th, 2007
    8:00 pm
    I'm horrifically addicted to Guild Wars. Been playing Guild Wars: Nightfall for around 12 hours straight.
    *headdesks*
    Fun though. :D
    Saturday, November 3rd, 2007
    12:17 pm
    How the hell?


    You are The Devil


    Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession


    The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.


    Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really "Satan" at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.


    What Tarot Card are You?
    Take the Test to Find Out.

    Monday, October 22nd, 2007
    5:21 pm
    Gah. Had a phonecall from my mum this morning, telling me my granddad just died.
    Monday, September 24th, 2007
    12:18 am
    There was a night in memory of Vicky in the pub tonight. There were poems read, a charity darts cup, and music.
    I wrote this just before I went, and read it out. Didn't realise how much it meant until after I read it out.

    The Journey Home

    This was Home once,
    But when you left you took Home with you.
    Adrift now, I wander.
    I will return Home,
    I will find you one day.
    Each step, each breath, each day
    I draw closer,
    Closer to the end of the long road.
    I may tread the road
    For many years and many months.
    But I will reach the end.
    I will reach you.
    I will reach Home,
    For that is where my heart lies.

    With me, I shall carry,
    Those things you left behind,
    Those things you never had,
    Those things you never had the chance to seek.
    I shall bring Home stories of my life,
    Stories of friends and lovers,
    Of the life I lead
    And will have led,
    Before I arrive Home.
    Stories of the life that you will miss.

    I shall carry a part of Home with me,
    A part of you with me,
    So you can live a little
    Of my life and my love and my journey.
    A part of you will walk these roads,
    The memory of you shall follow me.
    I feel you there still,
    Just over my shoulder,
    Following.
    The memory, the part of you,
    Of Home that I carry.
    I take the long road,
    You took the short.
    So now and ever,
    I give to you
    The things you missed,
    As I live on,
    You shall live through my eyes,
    And my heart,
    And through the hearts and eyes and lives
    Of all who knew and loved you,
    As we tread the long journey Home.
    Monday, September 17th, 2007
    4:18 pm
    Today's the anniversary of Vicky's death. :/
    Monday, September 10th, 2007
    9:42 pm
    Bastard subconscious mind.
    Oh crap. Dreamed of Vicky. Dreamed that someone looked a lot like her and that I rushed up to them and hugged them, sobbing hysterically. When I say looked like her, I mean exactly like her.
    Sunday, September 9th, 2007
    11:01 pm
    I hate being inept towards women.
    I mean, I'm great at being friends with them. But do I know how to get any further than that? Hell no.
    Saturday, September 8th, 2007
    8:42 am
    Sometimes It feels rather disconcerting that I don't get hangovers.
    I actually feel rather disappointed at the lack of one this morning.
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