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| Thursday, January 10th, 2008 | | 2:23 pm |
You say goodbye, and I say hello.
This is the last post I'm gonna make in this journal...after coming back from GJ, I've moved to the username electrostress. I know it's been a long time, but if any of you are still interested in reading what I have to say, I'd love it if you'd add me. Current Mood: hopeful | | Friday, August 20th, 2004 | | 11:45 am |
Just to let you guys know, I'm still alive. Just been more active on GJ than I have here. I'll post a link to my GreatestJournal in my userinfo, so if you guys have accounts over there you can friend me. :D School started. Wow, it's fun. I'm loving ALL my classes thusfar... I'm just not as crazy about Geometry as I am about the others. Not much to say, so I'm gonna bounce away for now. Laters, taters! Current Mood: chipper | | Wednesday, June 23rd, 2004 | | 3:37 pm |
| | Sunday, June 20th, 2004 | | 2:37 pm |
You have Bubonic Plague
How you get it: Close contact with an infected host. Fleas, cats, rats and squirrels are the most common hosts. Incubation period: 2 to 6 days Early symptoms: Fever, Chills, Sore throat, Headache, Weakness, Malaise, Nausea, Diarrhea, Gastrointestinal distress, Cough, Bloody sputum, Shortness of breath, Stiff neck Symptoms at full disease onset: Gangrene and necrosis of areas such as the digits, penis. Bleeding from body openings, red circular lesions form on skin. Final outcome of this horrible disease: The rosy lesions. "bubos," that have gradually formed on the skin begin to necrotize, turning the skin black, especially in the extremities. Internal lesions become infectious pustules that seep into the bloodstream causing blood poisoning, or "septicemia," and eventually death.
There is nothing you can do now but wait for death to arrive and hope it comes quickly. Make your peace.
get your own internet diagnosis |
O.O Current Mood: sick | | Wednesday, June 16th, 2004 | | 12:14 am |
| | Monday, June 14th, 2004 | | 11:52 pm |
| | Wednesday, June 9th, 2004 | | 11:48 am |
| | Friday, April 23rd, 2004 | | 2:48 pm |
apologies to anyone I disappeared on last night. Dad caught me online and forced me off. >:( I don't like him at ALL. ( survey thing yinked from KatCollapse )I'm STILL grounded. I don't know how long. All updating and commenting shall be done from school. <3 Current Mood: apathetic | | Thursday, April 15th, 2004 | | 2:46 pm |
Here I am updating in class again. Odds are that for the next few weeks ALL my updates will be made from school; I got my progress report today and it was NOT pretty. *shifty eyes* WE GOT KITTIES YESTERDAY. Two. Black-and-white males, both neutered, both litterbox trained. :) Such pretty kitties. They need names. I want to go home to my kitties NOW. I'm having a tremednous urge to do fanart. Specifically, roleplay stuff.... *cough SPIKEcough WITHOUTcough Acough SHIRTcough* I'll have to be sneaky and get online to print my reference pic tomorrow afternoon (since Dad's off today)... or today when Dad goes to pick up the kids from daycare/Tracy's house/wherever they are. Doing a page on tornadoes for webpage design. Due next week and I haven't even STARTED on it. Need to go and get to work. Current Mood: stressed | | Wednesday, March 31st, 2004 | | 8:09 pm |
Sum up your opinion or impression of me in one word, leave it as a comment in this post, and then post this sentence in your own journal. Current Mood: curious | | Saturday, March 13th, 2004 | | 11:51 pm |
survey thingy... If you call me Raevyn you know me from LJ, or the old Message Board. If you call me Kita you know me from the Matrix Sockpuppet Theater or the Lunatic Cafe. If you call me Sadie-Kate then you're Polly Ann. If you call me Kaiba then you are Liz. If you call me Samwise then you are Mandy. If you call me Willow then you are my mom. If you call me Pooky, you're my mum. If you call me Frog, you're my ex-stepmother's deceased grandfather. If you call me Stawwa, you're Connor. If you call me Wawah then you are John. If you call me Seewah then you Gabriel. If you call me *random noises here* then you're Cooper. If you call me Miss van Helsing or Proud Heart Cat you know me from GreatestJournal. If you call me Sweetheart, you're David. My stepdad. If you call me Hon then you are David. Boyfriend. If you call me Miss Tortoise or Shirley, you were in Aesop's Fables with me. Or you were one of the kids in the audience. In either case I love you to death. If you call me Raina or Loki, you're Kat and you're writing me a note. If you call me bitch, I've just refused to give you the answers to a study guide. Kiss my ass, fucker. Current Mood: chipper | | 1:23 pm |
umm... does anyone have some icons of a duckling? *needs some for a goofy new roleplay journal* Current Mood: hopeful | | Tuesday, February 24th, 2004 | | 10:26 pm |
the poem I'm reciting for my theatre class.
it's from Edgar Lee Masters' Spoon River Anthology. The character's name is "Petit the Poet." Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick, like mites in a quarrel-- Faint iambics that the full breeze wakens-- But the pine tree makes a symphony thereof. Triolets, villanelles, rondels, rondeaus, Ballades by the score with the same old thought. The snows and the roses of yesterday are vanished And what is love but a rose that fades? Life all around me here in the village: Tragedy, comedy, valor, and truth, Courage, constancy, heroism, and failure-- All in the loom, and oh what patterns! Woodlands, meadows, streams and rivers-- Blind to all of it all my life long... Triolets, villanelles, rondels, rondeaus, Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick, what little iambics, While Homer and Whitman roared in the pines? and I just typed that bad bitch from memory. *grins* *scampers off* Current Mood: accomplished | | Saturday, February 21st, 2004 | | 8:00 am |
John is being a little shit. As usual. Little fucker thought he'd be smooth and lock himself in Dad's room... well, I got him out. And earlier, I nearly had a nother pain-induced seizure because John was running around and screaming... well, I tried to catch him. Didn't exactly run, but I was in a bit of a hurry to get him so he wouldn't wake Dad. In any case, I tripped over this little-bitty kid-size rocking chair and it hurt the hell out of my leg and I hurt my hand when I caught myself. Hang on. John just got into something... gotta go get him. Okay, I'm back. Now he's sitting on the couch fussing because he wants to make a huge mess and I won't let him. Fuck. I'm so goddamned tired of these children. Current Mood: exhausted | | Thursday, February 19th, 2004 | | 8:36 pm |
| | Wednesday, February 18th, 2004 | | 8:05 pm |
Okay, so yesterday was shitty. Woke up at 6:50 to the sound of Cooper crying. Went to get John up and found him covered from the waist down in his own feces. Got Dad up, we threw him in the bathtub and washed his sheets, then got all the boys ready. By the time I got to school, I had already missed first period. Art. My favorite class. I missed it because Dad insisted on dropping the boys off before dropping ME off. I don't think the boys would've gotten in trouble for being late to daycare. Anyway, found out I made a 99 on the last test we had in Zoology. Then we started our new unit on mollusks and echinoderms. I have a feeling that I'll be the only one in my class who'll break 80 on this test too. *le sigh* Today, when I went to Art, I had to pick a picture of an animal to draw... I chose a pine marten. They're cute as hell, but they're vicious little fuckers. They mostly eat squirrels, but they'll eat animals that are stuck in traps too. They're like cats in the respect of liking to play with their food, and Ms. Barclay says they like to eat their prey alive sometimes. We've got a test tomorrow in Algebra. Then in History we've started work on our unit on World War II. I'm one of the only ones who actually pays attention... My other classes have just been slow. Nothing special, y'know. Watching Angel. Evil puppets. Puppet!Angel beating up Spike... that was absolutely priceless. I almost died laughing. Well, I don't think there's anything else to post, so I'm going to scoot. Later, all my wonderful, extraordinary, special, fun, goofy, insane, amazingly wierd little taters/gators/strange little people/things. Much love to every single one of you. Remember, never let anyone think you ain't great. And yes, that was meant to sound as strange and semi-incoherent as it did. Current Mood: chipper | | Sunday, February 15th, 2004 | | 7:29 pm |
Just ate my first chocolate-covered cherry. Teh nasty. *does NOT like cherries* Current Mood: Teh ICKY. | | Thursday, February 12th, 2004 | | 11:36 am |
interviewed by slaygirl Sorry I've neglected my journal. School, then dead computer, then getting completely engrossed in various roleplays can do that to you... no noteworthy events just yet, I'll let you guys know the very minute something comes up. Anyway, on with the interview. 1. What was the last pairing you read that made you go "Oh man, that was just WRONG..."? Draco/Lucius. DEAR GODS, THAT WAS TEH SICKY-NESS. I had to Clorox my eyeballs AND my brain once I was done reading it. 2. What's the bravest thing you've ever done? I don't really know. I've never truly considered myself or any of the things I've done brave... I guess just hanging on even though so often I've felt like letting go. 3. Are you a leader or a follower? Depends on what kind of situation I'm in. I'm a very take-charge sort if I have experience with the kind of thing that's going on. If I don't know what the hell's happening, I let someone else lead, but as soon as I get a feel for the situation, I take charge. or at least I try to...4. If you really wanted to kiss someone, how would you go about doing it? I definitely wouldn't be subtle about it. I'd just lean over and kiss 'em. :P 5. When was the last time you laughed, and what made you? My friend Amanda and I are really into roleplaying, and she's making a journal for her crazy version of Boromir, and I'm making a journal for my nutty Faramir... anyway, this morningI was talking about how Faramir's probably going to walk into the lunatic_cafe with his nose buried in a HUMONGOUS book and walk straight into the nearest wall. I demonstrated on a nearby locker with a literature book in front of my face, meaning to stop just before I hit it with an overdramatic "OOF", but I didn't stop quick enough and I went "THWAP", face-first into the locker. We both laughed our arses off. How to play: 1 - Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed. 2 - I will respond; I'll ask you five questions. 3 - You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers. 4 - You'll include this explanation. 5 - You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed. Well, nothing else to say, really. I'll talk to you lovely people later. Current Mood: apathetic | | Friday, December 12th, 2003 | | 2:21 pm |
| | Thursday, December 4th, 2003 | | 2:20 pm |
hi. yus, I'm still alive. Not much happened. Dad got the internet up at the house for all that that matters since he says I'm not going to get to use it much til my grades get better. just thought I'd fill you guys in on the fact that I'm NOT dead... yet... ( Read more...Collapse )and now that the angst has passed, let us continue... ( Read more...Collapse )well, that's all for today. I might update again tonight, then again, I might not. Later, chickadees. Current Mood: just flat-out exhausted |
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