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Sitting here, poking at a lukewarm TV dinner of sorts, and fighting a migrane that's been going on all day, I can't help but wonder two things.

One, why the hell am I not in bed?

And two, how in the hell did I manage to waste this day?

Well, funny thing is...I have answers, granted long winded, to both. I just find the whole situation kind of...ironic in a really stupid way.

See, everyone knows I was lazy but a mild insomniac even before Mom passed away. But the real question is, has it gotten worse since then?

Fuck no. I've just perfected the art. xD

But seriously. I was supposed to go down to Woodburn today. Guess what idiot thought that there's a bus the goes down there. Two hints. She just got her hair cut and normally talks in a journal in first person. <.<; Yeah, doy.

ANYWAY. Sorry, moment of random cynacism there. Its the migrane, I swear. So, the interview. I rescedualed. Lucky for me the manager down there is hella understanding. Whew. Hopefully I'll find a ride for tomorrow, some how...some way. <.<; I'll bribe people if I have to!! *cough*

So, I told myself after I got off the phone "Clean, you dumb domesticated broad. CLEAN THE FREAKING HOUSE."

But, Jess managed to help me get Barlow up and running. Guess what I did all day?! :D I RPed instead. Do'h! I promise, I'll clean tomorrow. ;.; This house must be hating me right now.

BUT. BUT BUT BUT. Jeni did do something good today! x3 I called Willamatte Broadband and found out that I need to take a rental agreement down there to get my cable hooked up, but after that they'll be MORE then happy to do it. So I get to go down there tomorrow after my interview.

Of course now from sitting all day, my body has decided to once again make me feel like shit, another perfect indication that I need to get up and move around more. Hissspitgrowhiss. <.<; Physical movement = teh evil!

So, that's my slightly cynical "Jeni didn't do shit today, feels bad" rant. Why did I do this, I have no idea.

Also, short haired goodness down at the bottom of this post. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO LOOK!

By the way...

I hate orange chicken. <.<;


( MADNESS! ...no, not really. )

A stupid story by a stupid girl about a stupid kingdom...

and if you don't get the refernce, don't worry about it. You're probably not involved.

In a far away land, there was a kingdom that was built by a few minds and hands working together. This kingdom came from the idea of all the other kingdoms simmilar to it that had fallen before it. These hands and minds wanted to make it like those, only better.

And for a time, it was good.

The kingdom flourished, and people came from all over to be a part of it. The idea grew and the kingdom aquired much land and became well known through out.

And for a time, it was very good.

Good things do not always last.

Decension, deceit, and rumor started to weave its dark tendrils in to the kingdom, and soon things grew dark. Feuds were frequent, and screams of distrust and anger could often be heard echoing through the walls of it.

The leader soon became two entities, two seperate facets of itsself both with differing views and oppinions. Darkness rolled over the kingdom and all who resided within.

Some chose to ignore it and continue on as if life was still good.

Others got involved.

Took sides.

And turned aganst one another.

Yet some, even on differing sides, remained friends, despite the harsh words often passed between the seperated entities. Though some were torn apart and thrown away, even chosing to simply walk away, most remained close, clinging to one another in the darkness that decended.

Outside forces became an issue, and lines blurred, overlapped until anything could set one side off.

For a while, things fixed, and for a short time things were good again.

Like before, it did not last.

One night, under the cover of the darkness that had decended over the once beautiful kingdom, it fell.
The kingdom groaned with a mighty voice as the fighting errupted once more, a cacophony of sounds horrid to the night sky.

It simply could not stand it anymore.

And it fell.

Lives were destoryed, friends torn apart, families thrown asunder. Some wept. Some screamed. Some ran before they were caught up in the torrent. But none could deny it; all that had been worked for was gone and would never be regained.

When morning came, all that was left of that once great land was rubble and smoke and the blood of those lost in the crossfire.

On a grassy knoll some feet away...

an angel wept.

The kingdom was gone.

((Think what you will of it. I wrote this because I could, and I have no other means of expressing myself. I'm not pointing fingers, those of you who think I am. This is how I see things right now.

Love always, those who are close to my heart

~Jeni))